Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 12

“I told you your mother’s dead! Don’t you ever mention her again!”

Evan’s cold admonishing caused Nicole to freeze for a moment.

Dead…?

He actually told Kyle I’m dead?

Her eyes were instantly filled with rage.

“No! You’re lying. Mommy isn’t dead!” Kyle continued to throw a fit.

Evan began to exude a dangerous aura at the mention of the woman. He now looked like a lion that had been angered.

“I said she’s dead, so she’s dead! You’d better start behaving, Kyle, or -”

“How could you talk to a child like that? I’d say he’s in such a state because you didn’t take good care of him! What kind of a father are you?” Nicole shouted as her motherly instincts came over, wanting to protect the kid.

She trembled as she spoke.

Her words rang in Evan’s ears. It made him especially surprised to have been interrupted, and even worse, berated.

Realizing she had gotten too worked up, Nicole lowered her head and tried to recompose herself. “What I meant was – the boy is still young, so you should talk to him nicely.”

Evan stared at her in suspicion. “That voice of yours earlier…”

“I got too emotional. People tend to sound different when their emotions get the better of them.”

While explaining, Nicole noticed Evan’s inquisitive gaze on her, and her chest tightened.

“Don’t forget that you’ve agreed to my terms, Mr. Seet. I’m the doctor here, and I’m in charge of the entire treatment process. So, I’m asking you now to please leave, and don’t interfere with my work.”

Evan stared at the miracle doctor attentively. Despite feeling suspicious about her, he couldn’t figure anything out.

Seeing the man remain still, Nicole urged once more, “Please cooperate.”

He gave a final look at his son, who was lying in bed. Only then, he finally left the room with a stony expression.

After Evan left, Nicole began to comfort the sobbing child.

“You’re a tough guy, Kyle. Don’t cry.”

Kyle glanced at her unhappily and wiped his tears.

He never cried except when he was thinking of his mother.

After much coaxing, the boy finally agreed to let Nicole perform acupuncture on him. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Does it hurt?”

Kyle shook his head.

Nicole’s eyes became wet with tears. How could it not hurt? He was crying so much, and yet he’s acting so strong right now.

“You’re amazing, Kyle!”

“I don’t need you to tell me that.”

Hearing the boy refute her, Nicole caressed his head.

Kyle hated being touched by others, but for some reason, he didn’t feel like getting mad at Nicole for doing it.

“You’ll have to eat your meals regularly from now on, Kyle. Don’t take anything spicy, and also -”

“Okay, I got it. You’re so annoying!”

Since Kyle didn’t like listening to her, Nicole stopped talking. It’s better if I talked to Evan anyway.

Nicole then left the room, prescribed some herbs, and told Blake, the butler, to be more mindful of the boy’s diet.

“I’ll remember everything, Dr. Tussaud,” Blake responded.

“Okay. I’ll drop by again tomorrow.”

Just as she spoke, Evan’s frigid voice came from behind.

“Will Kyle have to go through acupuncture every day?”

Nicole stilled for a moment. “I can’t say right now if it’s necessary. I’ll have a look at his condition again tomorrow.”

Evan stared at her for a long while before finally giving her a one-word response.

“Alright.”

“Well, I’ll be heading back now.”

Unable to handle the man’s sharp eyes, Nicole put on a calm act and left with her medical kit.

After watching her leave, Evan’s eyes darkened as he gave one of the bodyguards an order.

“Follow her.”

“Yes, Sir.”