Devil CEO's Contract Lover

Chapter 27 Against the Rubinstein family

Seeing the hose on the back of his hand, his brow furrowed, "What's going on here? And, me, why are

you in front of my bed?"

"You're awake! Are you thirsty?" I was obviously happy to see him awake.

"You had a high fever, plus you fainted from exhaustion, the doctor said it's nothing serious and told

you to take rest."

"Got it, I don't need you to take care of me, go away, don't you think I'm the one who provided your

news to the media?"

Damon reverted to his cold expression, and a hot sensation came from his lips, I bit hard!

Looking at the water I handed over, he did get a little thirsty, but he made a dismissive face.

"You'd better drink, look at your lips are a little white." I said.

Damon saw the spoon reaching for his lips and finally couldn't resist opening them.

The sweet water entered his mouth, reducing the burning sensation in his throat, and was quite

flattered to see me lower my eyebrows.

"I've heard all about what happened from you Austin, I was wrong about you, I apologize." I said with a

red face.

I also took an ice handkerchief to ice his cheek that was hit, "If it wasn't for your usual evil deeds, I

wouldn't have misunderstood you."

"Where did I do evil? I, now it's you who did wrong, it was you who should have bowed down originally,

right?"

Damon is obviously sick and still showing off, a man like him would want him to have absolute control

on any occasion.

"Whatever you think, Damon, let's make peace this time, okay? You helped me once to make us even."

"I'm not helping you, I, perhaps you don't understand, I don't break any promises I make to you!"

He said no media would expose me, and now that it's happened, he'll just have to smooth it over.

Neither Destiny nor the old fox, through and through, could stand up to the powerful Rubinstein family

clan.

As the old fox's Gonzales clan business has disintegrated dramatically in recent days, the powerful

men in the business world have come to realize a fact.

The young president was not as fragile as he thought, and the Rubinstein family's ironclad approach

had been passed on to him in a good way.

I looked at Damon's confident words and I nodded, "I believe you this time."

This proud god-like man definitely has the ability to bring down his opponents, his aura is so powerful

that sometimes I am shocked.

Damon nodded in satisfaction, as if this woman was even more adorable, I always had the ability to be

able to attract him.

I also felt his burning eyes, and I lowered my eyes, panicking like a drum, not wanting to look him in the

eye.

Damon's hand was on a drip, so I took it out for him.

When I saw that the caller ID on it was Tiffany calling, I felt a little uncomfortable and pressed the

phone to answer, but pressed the wrong button.

"I'm sorry, I pressed the hang up button." I said with a red face, blaming myself for being distracted

earlier.

"You're jealous of me?" Damon was still in the mood for jokes when he was sick, seeing as he was

smiling so wickedly, "I forgive you this time."

Who does he think he is? So smug, he doesn't think that I have a crush on him, does he?

I felt hot and uncomfortable anyway, narcissist!

I glared at him and redialed Tiffany's number and handed it to Damon's ear, "Listen!"

"Is that Damon? What just happened. Are you in a meeting? Or are you doing something?" Tiffany

asked.

Damon gave me a parting glance, "Nothing, it was a kitten that disturbed my thoughts." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

My little face turned red, what was he talking about? What did he mean by calling me a kitten or

something?

He was answering the phone and actually put his other movable hand on my little hand, he was calling

Tiffany eh!

"Oh, I thought you hung up on purpose. How are you doing lately, seems like we're all busy." Tiffany

said.

"How can that be? Yes, there's a lot to keep the company busy these days, I'll pick you up whenever

you want to come back."

Damon's big hand wrapped around my small hand, the burning warmth coming from it, one of my

hands still holding the phone in his ear.

I wondered if I was being overly masochistic, letting Damon do whatever he wanted!

"As you know, I rarely have time for myself behind the master, and I've been working hard on a

satisfactory piece recently."

"So when do you want me to wait, Tiffany, are you really that comfortable with me? Is your career that

important?"

Damon was still a little bit suspicious about Tiffany's further education.

"Ouch, Damon, I am completely confident in you, if you have someone you like, I will definitely forgive

you, but this kind of thing will never happen."

"Well, on my birthday in two months, I hope you can come back, I'll wait for you."

"That's for sure, I'll be back even if I'm busy on your birthday." Tiffany's voice suddenly trailed off,

communicating in French with the person next to her.

"What's wrong, are you busy again?" Damon asked.

"I'm sorry Damon, I'm sorry for the aggravation, I'll try to fulfill your wish on your birthday, I'll hang up

now."

Tiffany hung up the phone, and I reached my tingling hand back, only to have Damon pull it back.

My body was leaning towards him, his hand was still dripping, so if I pressed hard enough, it would

cause blood to flow back.

I didn't expect my kindness to be the weakness that held me, and I fell back against his chest, smelling

the faint scent of men's perfume on the man.

"What does it feel like?" Damon asked with a smile, "You don't seem to be acting very happy to hear

me talking to Tiffany?"

"That's your illusion, right? Do women all over the world like you alone? The type I like is the complete

opposite of you."

Staying around this man for a long time will definitely shorten my life, I kept blushing and his bad smile

made it impossible to set up a defense.

"Is that so? You got a guy you like?" Damon's original smile disappeared and forced me to answer with

a serious gaze.

"Yes, you're right, I'm not interested in you, and I'm not jealous like a consort in a harem."

I braced myself with my hands, facing Damon up close I still had palpitations, "You still don't know me."

"No, I'm only getting to know you better, at least now that I've learned about your weaknesses, you

seem to be very considerate of others."

"I won't let you catch my weaknesses." I said without a bottom.

What was wrong with me? Facing this man, I should have just hit him back hard.

"Hmm? I don't think you've told you and me which man you've developed an interest in?"

Damon's seemingly flat tone of voice, I heard a dangerous message in it.

"Why should I tell you, we only seem to have a transactional relationship, right? We don't interfere with

each other in our private lives." I said.

"You're a good student, I hear you've always been at the top of your class." Damon had researched my

profile?

His big hands trailed around my body, and I was like dessert, easily tempted to sinful action.

"Yes, what's the point of talking about it now, I've dropped out of school." I pounded my fist into his

chest, "It's all your fault."

My voice choked a little and I broke away from Damon's embrace while he relaxed somewhat.

My cheeks burned at the thought of being in his arms for so long, this man was a total danger!

"You rest, I'm a little tired." My slightly moist eyes made Damon's heart stir slightly.

The future is long, Damon is not in a hurry, he thinks he is interested in me, just want the other party to

be submissive to him.

Once he is no longer interested, naturally he will also let go, after all, Tiffany is the one who can stand

the test of time.

Damon couldn't think of any other excuse but that, and he looked at the IV tube in his hand and

laughed at himself.

It seems that no woman has ever made him lose control, when Tiffany left the country, he did have a

slump, but not to the extent of losing control.

I, I'm like a scar that's about to heal, exposed to the air, having to pay attention, touching it, and it will

hurt slightly.

I went out and wiped my eyes, perhaps I was too sensitive, and I couldn't go to school for the next few

months.

Right now Damon was the person I knew best, and whether he was good or bad, I could only rely on

his help.

Otherwise I had no other way to live. I touched my stomach.

This life came at a bad time, but now that it exists, I will be responsible to the end!

I was just attending a simple birthday party, but who knew that both of them were hospitalized.

It was hard to move out of the hospital with Damon, who didn't seem to remember when he was sick

and still yelled at me.

It's true that I'm no longer in the news these days, and all relevant information online has been blocked

out.

But another news event caught my attention, Gonzales Enterprises went bankrupt in four days and

Gonzales filed for bankruptcy ......

Could it be that because of himself, both businesses were disposed of by Damon?

No wonder he rarely rested those days, while I recognized the man around me as a hidden

powerhouse.

Come to think of it, Monica is so shrewd that there is no way she would leave the businesses to an

immature successor.

Only two days later Damon stood in front of my hospital bed with pride and demanded that both of

them be discharged.

"Are you better? Didn't the doctor say yesterday that it was best to rest in the hospital for a day or

two?" I said as I took the book out of my hands.

"What? You think the hospital is better than home?"

Damon picked up my book and looked at it, Eileen Chang's Dreams of Flowers.

It seemed that in this respect, the two were very different, he liked to read books on Western

economics or business.

"I didn't say that, and I don't have a problem with you getting out of the hospital early." I lift the covers

and get out of bed.

Didn't like the angle, it felt like Damon's eyes were constantly pressing against me, and it was a bad

feeling.

"You always act so settled when I'm about to get angry or violent, I. Sometimes I wonder what

happened to you as a child."

He meant besides the fact that I was abandoned by my mother and that my real father didn't love me.

"What happened to you?" I shook my head, "Nothing. Anyway, I wasn't as unfortunate as you, or rather

I was quite used to it all."