Hidden Flash Marriage: Love Me Back, Mr CEO

It must have also been their doing the other day he and the CEO went to get her… she was limping when she stepped out of the dormitory, and her face was bruised. It was them that time too. If care wasn’t taken, they’d continue to harass the lady.

Shawn’s steps halted as he approached the front door. Without turning around, “take care of them.” he responded.

Swiftly, he walked into the house.

A wave of contentment rushed through Lucas as he heard that response. Since the big boss had given him the go ahead to take care of the issue, he’d do just that.

As it was already getting really late, he handed the car key over to the bodyguard that was nearest to him, and took his leave. And like that, he called it a day.

Besides, he had to go deal with the issue at hand as soon as possible.

Inside, the maid watched in sheer horror as their master ascended the stairs, carrying the lady in his arms.

Firstly, this was an unexpected turn of event. When they realized that the girl hadn’t returned back from school, even after a very long while, they’d thought the boss had called it quits with her. Who would have thought that…

Alas! Here she was, in his arms!

Secondly, what on earth happened? How did it occur that they came home together?

The maids stood, dumbstruck, at the foot of the stairs, different thoughts running through their minds. It wasn’t until the housekeeper cleared her throat that they all shuffled their feet across the floor, back to their various posts.

After settling the girl in bed, Shawn didn’t leave her room immediately. Instead, he sat at the edge of the bed and silently observed her. She looked so gentle and harmless in her sleep. Frail and fragile… And cute too. Really. cute. And he was married to her… Really.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Several minutes passed by and the aloof man remained seated on the bed. He was overwhelmed by the sudden urge to touch her face and although he tried to fight it, at the end, he reached out his hand and stroked her colorless cheek. And her ear… And then her eyes, her nose… and finally, her thin lips.

Although they had no color to them, her lips looked so tempting. So ki-

Before he could fantasize any further, Shawn’s phone began to vibrate in his pocket. He retracted his hand immediately and the girl on the bed stirred slightly, as if to protest.

Shawn took a look at his pocket. He knew he had to leave the room in order not to disturb the girl’s sleep, but for the first time in several years, the CEO felt hesitant. He found that he didn’t want to leave her side. It was like a magnetic force was pulling him to stay with her.

He was simply being concerned because she was injured.

Begrudgingly, he forced himself up from the bed and took long strides out of the room, silently. He entered his room and closed the door behind him. He then swiped the answer icon, put the phone on speaker and dropped it on the bed. “Speak.”

He began to loosen his tie.

“Boss, I found out the reason why madam is being bullied.”

“Hm.” Shawn urged his assistant to give his report as he began unbuttoning his shirt.

The shirt was tear-stained, wrinkled, and dirty.

“Apparently, it’s because of madam’s erm… hurgh hurgh.” Lucas began to cough.

The CEO’s brows furrowed in irritation. ‘Can’t the dim-wit just go straight to the point? What’s with the cough?’

“Ahem, it was because of her b-bo-boyfriend-I mean ex-boyfriend.” The CEO’s P. A corrected himself immediately.

The frown on Shawn’s face deepened with immediate effect and his mind trailed off to last night’s event. So, she had thrown a tantrum all because of a boy. Was she still in love with that person?

Several thoughts flooded through his head.

As the phone fell silent, Lucas could roughly guess the look on his boss’ face right now. In order to appease the man, he decided to divulge the whole information he had gathered. “Basically, madam got dumped by her boyfriend. He left her for her best friend…”

After a couple of minutes, he was done with the explanation.

“That’s to say she took the fall for them?” Shawn asked calmly.

“Exactly, Sir.”

Shawn lowered his body to the bed. What a dumb girl. Why would anyone do that? Wasn’t she concerned about her mental health? Sigh.

Anyways, that was her concern, not his. She chose that decision.

Those bunch of imbeciles though…

“Deal with those girls first.”

Lucas knew which girls his boss was talking about. “Alright, boss.”

Shawn hung up immediately afterwards. He remained seated on the bed, his fingers intertwined.

Initially, he’d vowed not to ever interfere in any of the girl’s businesses-he didn’t even care-he still didn’t care though. But since they were a husband and wife, he felt the need to intervene and come to his wife’s rescue. If people saw that she was injured, wouldn’t they think he was bullying his wife?

*CEO Shawn, what people? No one even knows you’re married. Giggles.*

The CEO picked up his phone beside him and clicked on the file Lucas had sent him a few days ago. That night, after receiving the file, he ended up not going through it. He didn’t open it at all. Should he, tonight?

***

The following day.

Hunger. That was what woke Mia up very early in the morning. Her eyes squinted open and they darted around in confusion. Where was she and how did she end up here?

Last thing she remembered, she was being beaten up silly!

It took a while before she could make sense of her surroundings. She was in her room, at the mansion. How did she end up here though? Just as she was rummaging through her brain for an answer, Shawn’s face flashed through her eyes.

Huh? How did the demigod get in the picture?

But she was too hungry to even bother about that. Her stomach growled and she flipped the covers aside. “Ouch!” She hissed as sharp pain pierced through her left arm.

She looked down and saw that it was wrapped in a bandage. How come? She also noticed that she had changed out of her school uniform. Who did that too? She scratched her head as she scampered down from the bed.

Pushing her thoughts aside, she headed to the bathroom to pee. Afterwards, she brushed her teeth, washed her face, and then went downstairs.

Thankfully, no other part of her body hurt except her bandaged arm.

When Mia got downstairs, she met the maids setting the dining table. Her stomach growled at the sight of the variety of dishes on the table. She greeted the maids and they responded by sinking in curtsy.

“Morning, madam. I was just about to go get you for breakfast.” Madam Susan smiled warmly.

The old housekeeper was standing on the side, overseeing the maids.

“Oh, thank you.” Mia smiled in return, taking her seat.

Suddenly, her brows furrowed as something flashed through her face.

She turned to face the elderly woman. “I’m sorry to bother you but do you perhaps have an idea of how I got home yesterday? I can’t seem to remember…”