Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 296

Chapter 293

Cordelia stood silently, a flicker of discomfort crossing her face as Everard spoke. It was odd, considering she'd been on medication to suppress her "die-if-not-in-love" condition. It shouldn't be acting up now.

Without dwelling on it, she asked, "Where does it hurt? Should we head to the hospital?"

Everard shook his head, "No need. It's just a superficial wound. I've bandaged it and applied some ointment. It just hurts a lot."

Cordelia's eyes widened with urgency, "What do we do then?"

Everard replied slowly, "A kiss from you would make it all better."

Cordelia was puzzled, "Why?"

"You're my painkiller," Everard quipped.

Cordelia was taken aback. Even someone as dense as her should have caught the teasing tone, but she didn't. Given the bizarre events that seemed to follow her, the idea didn't seem too far-fetched. Maybe she really was Everard's painkiller?

So, she asked seriously, "Where should I kiss you?"

Everard was momentarily speechless. He'd only meant to flirt a bit, but Cordelia's innocence made him feel a bit guilty!

Even Bill, who had followed Everard, found it hard to watch. When had his boss become so shameless? And Cordelia, so naive to believe it? Standing by the door, Bill heard Everard say, "A peck on the forehead would help a little, but a proper kiss would take all the pain away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cordelia gently pushed him down into a chair. Now seated, he was slightly shorter than her. Cordelia leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips.

remained as calm as if she were completing a task, lacking

Everard was speechless.

asked, "Is

but the effect only lasts a day. I'll need a kiss daily until I'm

slightly troubled,

walked over to the breakfast

counter, touching his lips thoughtfully. The

her affection was proving

set the breakfast

after Cordelia

couldn't help but comment, "Boss, your germophobia be pretty severe

must be

needed to cure it."

at him dismissively. If it hadn't been for saving Bill, he

blood on his

for cleanliness, found himself oddly okay with it now. But he

a straight face, "It's not like we're acting in a

however, seemed intrigued by

waiting at the entrance again. He handed her his homework from the previous day and mentioned needing help with a few

nodded, promising to explain during study hall, and handed him the day's study

looked worn out, likely still shaken from yesterday's car accident. He limped slightly,

they parted ways, he told Cordelia, "If my bro

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