The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 500 Passionate Kisses

Holding his cigarette between his fingers, Cayden tapped it elegantly on the ashtray beside him. “Do whatever it takes to bring him in and find out who the mastermind is.”

His deep and insidious voice sounded melodious, and yet, was capable of sending a chill down anyone's spine.

“Understood.” Xavier nodded in acknowledgment.

He could clearly sense the rage his boss was harboring.

With that, Cayden returned to the ward.

Due to Blake's advanced age and weak health, Alina had to send him back home.

Avery, after comforting Nina, had Xavier drive the latter home once she had managed to calm down.

Soon, Cayden and she were the only ones left in the ward. That was when she stared intently at him.

Cayden looked distinguished in his casual outfit, while his chiseled features were accentuated by the light in the room, making for a mesmerizing sight.

This man is really attractive but has too many women around him.

She couldn't help but remember the coy female voice she heard over the phone when he was attending the banquet.

Feeling the urge to ask him about it, she moved her pale lips but in the end, decided against it.

Since she had once declared that she would trust him unconditionally, she refused to let her paranoia get the better of her.

Sensing that she had something to say, Cayden walked up to her bed and sat down beside her. Thereafter, he gently pulled her feeble body into his embrace.

With the passage of time, she had become his safe harbor. Holding her in his arms would always trigger a sense of warmth within him.

It was as if Avery had melted into his very being. Everything she did would emotionally affect him in one way or another.

“What's wrong? Are you worried about Nina? Don't be. Other than being terrorized by Xander, she wasn't harmed in any way. Xander won't dare cross the line with me around.” Holding her tightly in his arms, Cayden comforted her, thinking that she was still worried about what happened to Nina.

“I know. I can't thank you enough for today.” Burying her face in his chest, she hugged him tightly, as if she was worried that she would lose him.

Knowing Avery like the back of his hand, he immediately understood her fears when he noticed how tight she was hugging him.

As he lifted her chin, he was stunned to see the sadness in her crystal-clear eyes.

All of a sudden, he remembered Nicole interrupting his call with Avery during the banquet.

A flurry of passionate kisses then landed on Avery's forehead.

While kissing her, Cayden explained, “I attended Old Mrs. Lambert's birthday today at the Lambert residence. While I was speaking to you on the phone, it was Nicole you heard over the line. I was there just to put on an act with her. All she did was hold my arm today, but I have washed myself many times in a nearby hotel and made sure her scent was gone. Why don't you give it a sniff? I'm sure you can smell the fragrance of my shower cream.”

When Avery saw how earnestly Cayden was trying to explain himself to the extent of rolling up his sleeve so she could take a whiff, the unease in Avery's heart gradually faded.

Holding his hand, she fiddled with his long and clean fingers before breaking into a smile. “I trust you. As I have said before, my faith in you is unwavering no matter what you do. I'm not going to go around chasing shadows. It's just that I can't help feeling sad despite the knowledge that it was just an act. Perhaps this is how loving someone feels. We only want our loved ones to solely belong to us. Even when someone steals a glance at you, it feels as if they're trying to take you away from me.”

Love was a strange phenomenon that bound the hearts of two people together as if it was some kind of poison.

It would sometimes fill one with bliss while engulfing one in bitterness at other times. As long as one had it, one would concurrently experience the contrasting emotions of happiness and sorrow.

Stroking Avery's tender cheeks, Cayden noticed that her complexion was so smooth that one couldn't spot any hair follicles on it.

He planted a kiss on her cheek and promised her, “I understand how uncomfortable it made you feel, but rest assured that I feel the same as you do. Every minute and second of maintaining the charade is torture to me. Once all this is resolved, I will organize a grand wedding where you will officially become Mrs. Moore.”

“Mmm-hmm.” Wearing a vibrant smile, Avery nuzzled her face against his chest.

The next day, the twins insisted on visiting their mother once they heard that Avery was awake.

Cayden subsequently brought them to the hospital.

Holding Zachary's hand, Rory stood meekly by her mother's bed, all teary-eyed.