Kourtney felt her cheeks flush deeper as she realized the implications of their current position. She was seated on his lap with his arms encircling her waist, and the intensity of his gaze was undeniable. She immediately struggled to get off him, but the man just wouldn't budge. He held her tightly against him. âMr Woods, I beg you to let me go now.â âWhy the rush? We're a married couple, after all. What's wrong about sitting on me?â he rasped. Sebastian's tone was defensive, and he continued to hold her with an iron grip in a possessive manner. Even his usually composed expression was replaced by a flicker of something more primal. There was a burning heat evident in his eyes. Kourtney, on the other hand, was flustered and conflicted, her face a deep shade of crimson red. She wriggled in his embrace, desperately trying to free herself. âThis man! How much more petty can you get!â she thought. Meanwhile, Sebastian's body, against his better judgment, responded to the close proxi
"Nothing to be overly concerned about Mrs. Woods, just some series of physical breakdowns caused by extreme fatigue. Apparently, your husband is a workaholic," Ryan lied diplomatically.Kourtney's eyes narrowed in a mixture of relief and annoyance. "Fatigue? That's it?ââYes, he just needs some rest and a healthier work-life balance. It's not uncommon for high achievers to push themselves too hard. Bastian needs to learn when to take a break."Kourtney sneered. âOH⊠I see. It was nothing serious, and your friend here made me pamper and feed him like he was some dying old Grandpa! All this drama for fatigue?â Sebastian, unapologetic, shot back, "Well, isn't it nice to know you care so much?"Kourtney, not one to let Sebastian have the last word, retorted, "Oh, you'll be lucky if I even lift a finger again. You can feed yourself!âSebastian raised an eyebrow, a challenge in his eyes. "Is that so?âHe shot her a sour look while Ryan couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the bickering
Kourtney tightened her grip on the bag of fruits as she recognized the couple â Brandon, her ex-fiancĂ©, and her sister Kathlyn, the same people who had betrayed and cheated on her.They seemed so happy together, and a bitter taste filled her mouth as she recalled the pain they had caused her. Her stomach churned, and she felt a headache, witnessing the life that was stolen from her. The universe seemed to conspire against her today.Frozen in her steps, Kourtney debated whether to turn around and find an alternate route, but then, they were standing on the road leading back to Sebastian's room, blocking any escape.Brandon, with his keen eyes, spotted her first. âKourtney???â he called out.He had a somewhat surprised expression on his face as if he hadn't expected to run into her here.Kathlyn, on the other hand, wore a triumphant smirk, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief."Oh, look who's here! Our dear Kourtney."âOh, Hi,â Kourtney sneered with disgust evident on her face. B
âIâm just doing charity from the bottom of my good heart.â Sebastian smirked. âCharity or not, It's good to know that you care for your husband.â âMr Woods, are you gonna open your mouth or not?â Kourtney asked impatiently, âI might change my mind, you know.â Meanwhile, on the sidelines, Jamie cleared his throat. âUhmm... Madame, Sir... usually donât eat fruits. I meanâŠâ Sebastian shot him a deadly glare, silencing him immediately. Kourtney chuckled. âLMAO! Who doesn't like fruits? My God⊠you're such a weirdo, Mr Woods.â âI like it now,â Sebastian replied icily. âOh... I see! Open your mouth then,â she dangled the watermelon slice closer to his lips. Sebastian opened his mouth agape, his eyes fixed on Kourtney. His lips slightly brushed against her fingers now as he accepted the slice, unlike the time she fed him with a spoon. And just like that, Kourtney felt her heart thumping and her cheeks heating up. His lips coming in contact with her fingers made her feel some type
Four hours later, the room's background light had shifted from the warm glow of late afternoon to the dark shades of late night. Sebastian, ever the attentive partner, had dimmed the hospital room overhead lights to create a more soothing atmosphere so Kourtney could enjoy her sleep.Even though he needed more lighting to be able to work, he willingly turned down the lights so she could sleep better. He also couldnât stop himself from stealing glances at her every now and then.Even with tons of work documents in his hands, he watched her from time to time as she reclined softly against the pillows like a cute little toddler. And the tenderness in his eyes also spoke volumes. She looked so cute! Too cute! âMy wife is super adorable!â he murmured.With her looking like this, Sebastian couldnât possibly concentrate on his paperwork.He could hardly help himself anymore as he reached out to touch her. He gently brushed his fingers against her nose, cheeks, and lips. It wasn't weird or a
"I beg your pardon, Mr Woods. Did you forget our agreement? You promised to give me a one-week grace period before moving in together. And we still have three days left. Did you forget?â Kourtney sneered.She felt she still needed more time to adjust to this whole idea. She hadn't even had the courage to tell anyone about it yet; not even her best friend, Lilian Powell.Meanwhile, Sebastian's arrogant demeanor faltered for a moment. He hadn't anticipated her reminding him of their agreement, which he had reluctantly put in place.His eyebrows furrowed, and there was a conflict visible in his eyes. He hated to admit it, but Kourtney had a point. They did have an agreement, and he couldn't disregard it completely."Oh, right. I did say that, didn't I? "Yes, you did. So, stick to our agreement!âAfter a tense silence, he finally relented. "Fine, you win this round. You can go home, but I don't like it."Kourtney exhaled, feeling a sense of victory. "Gee, thanks.âSebastian, still feelin
Sebastian was the actual owner of the hospital and could do whatever he wanted. However, after a moment's consideration, he decided to let it go, even with the extreme power he held.With a shake of his head, he turned away, dismissing the idea of forcing her back in. He had missed three full workdays, and there were piles of paperwork awaiting his attention. The workload was a lot!Yet, as he delved into the sea of documents, thoughts of Kourtney lingered in his mind. Sebastian couldn't shake the distraction she had become. He could hardly concentrate while she was sleeping beside him, and he still couldn't even now that she was gone.Just the simple thoughts of her brief peck on his cheeks left him in a state of disarray. Her teasing kiss and the challenge in her eyes had left a lasting impression on him."Damn, what's wrong with me?" he muttered, frustrated by the unexpected intrusion of these thoughts.Her presence, or the memory of it, lingered in his mind. He shook his head, att
Woods Corporations.The entire boardroom was packed with higher-ups, executives, and top staffs of the Woods Corporation, all anxiously waiting for their big boss to arrive. It had been a few days since he was last seen in the office, and everyone was curious about his absence, especially since he never missed work.Speculations and gossip filled the room, with some suggesting that he must be enjoying his new married life and couldn't bear to be apart from his wife."He must be on an extended honeymoon," whispered one executive to another, causing a few chuckles to ripple through the room.âI honestly still can't imagine or picture âTHE President Woodsâ in a romantic setting with anyone. It feels surreal.ââI wonder what kind of lover he'd be amidst his cold personality,â Monica Steely, the leader of the HR Department, says out loud. She'd always had a massive crush on the CEO, much like every other female at the company.âWhat if⊠just what if he turns out to be a softie who simps fo