A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

The next morning, Veronica woke up. She looked around at the dark room and the familiar furnishings. She immediately got up. Without wearing shoes, she ran to the window and pulled open the heavy curtains. The dazzling sunlight shone in from outside.

According to the brightness of the sun, it was at least nine o'clock in the morning.

She stroked down her hair and turned to run to the door.

However, she had just reached the door when a person suddenly appeared and blocked her way.

Veronica had to stand in the doorway and look up. It was a familiar and handsome face. The person looked down at her with a hint of displeasure.

Raymond looked down. Veronica was standing on the carpet without slippers, barefoot.

"Mr. Cordova!" Veronica was startled and hurriedly retreated two steps.

Seeing Raymond's face, Veronica felt her heart beating faster. This feeling was strange and made her feel scared.

"Are you so scared of me?" Raymond lowered his voice and took a step forward.

His legs were much longer than hers. He took only one step and was already close to her, so she had to continue taking two steps back.

"Mr. Cordova, it's Monday today. Shouldn't you be having a meeting at the company?" Raymond was usually very busy. Moreover, it was Monday today. As far as she knew, all the higher-ups would have a meeting on Monday morning. He should be at the company right now.

Raymond raised his eyebrows. "Why are you so aware of my arrangement?"

So what?

He was now at home in a silk pajama set and didn't look like he was going out.

His implication seemed to be that she had inquired about him before.

She hurried to explain, "No, please don't misunderstand. Mr. Wager said you had a meeting every morning. I did not inquire about it."

She just heard it by ear.

Raymond smiled. His lips were sexy.

Raymond was always expressionless. He rarely smiled, unless he had a real challenge.

Seeing Raymond remain silent, Veronica felt as if there were ten thousand ants crawling on her back. She rubbed her arms and touched her goosebumps.

"Well, it's getting late. I have to go to class." Veronica glanced at Raymond's side. She laughed awkwardly and quietly moved two steps to the side, planning to walk out through the gap beside him. Just as she had this thought, an arm suddenly blocked the door frame, blocking her way.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You don't have to. I've already asked Marie to apply for leave for you."

"What?" Veronica's eyes widened. "No, no, no. I don't need to ask for leave. I'll go back now."

How could she casually ask for a leave? And, it was almost exam time. The teacher would evaluate her grades during this time. Skipping class would affect her grades.

"No!" Raymond firmly refused. "That kind of thing happened to you yesterday. You should rest well at home today."

Veronica lowered her head in frustration and scratched her hair.

She suddenly realized that she was wearing a set of pajamas that she had never worn before. It didn't seem to be hers.

She tugged at the pajamas she was wearing, and her smart brain started to work quickly.

Last night, she was saved by Raymond. Later on, she fell asleep in Raymond's arms. The memories from last night flooded her like a tide. She remembered last night when she was in the car, and she was holding Raymond tightly.

Crap...

What did she do?

Later, she fell asleep. She didn't remember what happened or that she came here.

Before she was saved, her clothes were torn by Rodger, but where did she get the pajamas from, and who changed them for her?

With these doubts, she raised her head and looked into Raymond's eyes.

Raymond seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He raised his eyebrows and explained, "I asked Marie to prepare this set of pajamas for you. The size should be right."

Veronica didn't say anything.

She thought about it carefully.

"Thank you, Mr. Cordova, for saving me last night. Also, I won't tell Ms. Hopper what happened. Please rest assured." Veronica paused for a moment before bowing to Raymond. "Thank you, Mr. Cordova." Veronica raised her head again and looked at Raymond calmly.

Raymond narrowed his eyes and looked into Veronica's eyes. His sharp gaze seemed to be able to see through her mind. For a moment, Veronica was driven to the point of being overwhelmed by his stare. She had to clench her hands tightly in order to hide some kind of emotion in her heart.

The moment she and Raymond locked eyes, this feeling spread wildly and soaked every cell in her body.

She was afraid that Raymond would find out how she felt.

"There is one thing that I'm afraid you have made a mistake about," Raymond said in a low and calm voice.

His voice was magnetic and pleasant to hear. It even soothed her mind. She was a little stunned and looked at him blankly.

"What's wrong?"

"Shirley and I are not the kind of relationship you think we are!"

For some reason, upon hearing this, Veronica felt a little delighted in her heart.

"But, didn't the news say that the two of you are already engaged, and it is very likely that you will get married soon?" Veronica frowned and asked.

"Are you sure? I didn't know about it."

"Then the news said..."

"I am not engaged to her, and I will not marry her in the future!" Raymond said bluntly.

Veronica was stunned. "Why? Ms. Hopper likes you very much. Besides, you two have been engaged before."

"That was the arrangement of the elders. It was a joke. She and I both declined." Raymond's burning eyes focused on Veronica as he said meaningfully, "Moreover, I already have a girlfriend." Veronica's heart was instantly hit by something. There seemed to be two balls of fire in his eyes that shone on her face, causing her face to heat up.

Did he mean she was his girlfriend?

However, wasn't it just a deal between the two of them?

The mind that had just calmed down was now in turmoil again.

What did he mean by this?

Without waiting for Veronica to sort out her emotions, Raymond continued, "In addition, I have already asked someone to bring your luggage from your rented room."

"What?" Veronica was surprised. "My luggage? Where is it?"

"In the second bedroom." Raymond made way for her.

Veronica was about to go check her luggage. Just as she was about to walk over, an arm suddenly hooked around her slender waist. She turned gently and was forced to press against Raymond's chest.

He leaned over slightly, looking into her eyes. His scorching breath blew against the tip of her nose. "I saved you. Are you sure I will let you go so easily?"