Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

“Thanks, Scarlett. I’m sorry, but it’s really getting hard to make a living.” Jim sighed. Scarlett looked into the distance and ground her teeth. She wanted to help Jim and his brothers very much. Scarlett had great gratitude towards them because they had done so much for her and Skyler.

“But you’re so good at what you do, Jim. Have you considered opening a car repairing and maintenance center?”

“Easier said than done. We have skills, but we don’t have the capital. I have rainy day savings… and that’s it.” Jim shook his head.

Scarlett was lost in thought during the dinner.

After dinner, Scarlett asked Jim to drive her home. “Take me to Wellington Hill. My stomach hurts a lot.” She had eaten so much that she felt like she was about to vomit.

“Are you okay? You shouldn’t have eaten so much!”

“I just have a huge appetite these days…” Scarlett glared at her protruding belly and said.

“You gotta be cautious. By the way, you live on Wellington Hill now?” Jim was clearly amazed. He knew Wellington Hill was the most expensive neighborhood in all of Irvine.

“Well, yeah, I guess. Actually, my boyfriend lives there.” Scarlett calmly said, rubbing her stomach gently.

“Whoa, is he a millionaire or something? He must be super wealthy…”

Before they parted, Scarlett asked, “Jim, how much do you need to open a car service center?”

Jim thought for a while and said, “Hmm, I’m not sure, actually. Probably about 50k. Why do you ask?”

“I’ll lend you the start-up money. You take the money to rent a shop site and buy the equipment. Let’s make it happen.”

“What? Are you kidding me? Where did you get the money?”

“Look,” Scarlett pointed to the splendid house and said, “I live there. Francis Sandler’s house.”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Oh, stupid girl. Did you become his mistress? I won’t take your money. I can’t.” Jim raised his voice.

“I’m getting married to him, Jim. I’m becoming his legitimate wife. Don’t worry about the money. I’ll handle it for you.”

Scarlett looked into his eyes and said, “You protected Skyler and me over these years, and it’s you who taught me how to race cars. I owe you so much. Just let me do this for you, okay? I want to help you out.”

“Thank you, Scarlett. I’m so happy for you. I’m so glad you found love.” Jim gave her a hug.

“I’ll send you the money in a few days. Okay? Don’t worry about it. Take care of yourself.” Scarlett waved Jim goodbye and walked towards the house.

***

“Oh my god! You scared the shit out of me!” Scarlett shouted.

Francis was leaning against the door railing, dressed in casual clothes. “Welcome back.” He smiled and said to her.

Scarlett pushed him away. All she wanted was to get inside the house in peace.

Francis pulled her back and said, “Hold on. Just wait a second. I thought you were going to run away with the baby.”

“Oh, you overestimated me. I can’t afford to raise a child all by myself. Shouldn’t you know better than to suspect that I would try to run away?” Scarlett said coldly.

Francis took her hand and clasped her fingers tightly. “Scarlett, listen to me. I’ll say this a million times if that’s what you want. I want to raise our baby with you.”

“Okay, and? Isn’t it your duty to help me raise our child?” Scarlett pouted.

Francis smiled. “Of course, you’re right. So… tell me: what do you think of the prenup?

“Well…” Scarlett hesitated a while and said, “Forget the agreement. Fuck it all together. If you’re not afraid I’ll take all your money, then there’s no reason for us to sign an agreement, to begin with.” Scarlett tried to act cool.

Francis held her hands tight, “We don’t need an agreement because only death can do us part.”

“Gross. You’re such a sap” Scarlett pretended to throw up, but she felt secretly happy inside.

After they entered the house, Francis went straight to his study to deal with a bunch of files while Scarlett stayed on the sofa, looking at her phone.

The housekeeper brought her a plate of oranges. She smelled the sweet scent of the fruit and thought it would be refreshing to eat some fruit after that rich dinner. Unfortunately, to her dismay, the oranges didn’t agree with her system.

“Oh!” She rushed to the nearest bathroom and vomited into the toilet.

“Are you okay, Scarlett? Should I call the doctor for you?” The housekeeper asked anxiously. Scarlett was not able to respond, so the housekeeper went upstairs to tell Francis what was going on.

“What’s the matter?” Francis rushed downstairs and pushed open the bathroom door.

Scarlett had thrown up all she had in her stomach. She laid down on the ground with pale lips. Francis held her up and immediately dialed the number of his private doctor.

“I just ate too much. Nothing serious.” Scarlett murmured and tried to stop him from calling a doctor.

“Seriously, Scarlett? I just wish you would take better care of yourself. Don’t you know how much I worry about you?” Francis yelled at her, his face red with anger.

Scarlett looked at his cold eyes and felt sorry. But she was out of strength, and she simply couldn’t hold her body straight.

Francis knelt down to pat her on the back and used a towel to wipe her mouth. Then, he lifted her up to take her to the bedroom. The housekeeper gave him a bottle of warm water, and he took it in one hand and walked upstairs.

The doctor diagnosed it as a regular stomach ache caused by excessive food intake after a careful examination. He gave some suggestions for Scarlett about how to control her appetite and be selective about food.

“Don’t go to those cheap buffets anymore.” Francis frowned and said. Scarlett wiped her mouth and looked up. “Did you send people to follow me again?”

“I sent people to protect you.” Francis corrected it.

“Is it necessary to send people to monitor what I eat every day?”

“How can I not? You’re so careless!”

“So I will be living under your eyes throughout the pregnancy?”

“No, not really. It’s throughout your life.”

“Nice try.” Scarlett turned over in bed and lay against Francis.