The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Azriel & Phoebe

The sterile scent of disinfectant filled the hallway of the hospital as Phoebe sat outside the emergency room, slumped on a bench, the picture of despair.

How could someone get food poisoning from a simple microwave meal?

Her day had begun with delivering a man to the police station and ended with rushing the same man to the hospital.

Phoebe pursed her lips, feeling a reluctant sympathy for him. She thought her luck had hit rock bottom recently, but apparently, there was someone worse off.

The emergency room doors swung open.d2

Phoebe’s heart skipped a beat as she hurried forward, her voice laced with concern, “Doctor, how is he?”

“Hmm, the surgery went fine, and the stomach’s been pumped. Just take good care of him,” the doctor replied.

Phoebe exhaled deeply, bowing profusely at the doctor in gratitude. “Thank you, doctor. Thank you!”

As long as he was alive, everything else could be worked out.

Soon after, a team of nurses wheeled the man out of the ER. He was still unconscious, his handsome face so pale it was almost unbearable to look at.

Phoebe rushed over, cradling his hand that hung over the side of the gurney, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared at Azriel. “Thank heavens, you’re still alive.”

Anyone else witnessing her expression and relief might have been moved by her evident concern for the man. It was a rare display of heartfelt emotion. But only those in the know understood that Phoebe’s concern was purely because she wouldn’t have to face jail time.

And now…

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he was greeted by an uncomfortably close and beaming smile. His heart jolted at the sudden

Phoebe asked with an awkward

hazy, Azriel’s

realizing something was amiss, and quickly

hovered anxiously in the corner of

his gown, revealing a set of finely sculpted abs. Although her exclamation was quiet, she immediately noticed Azriel’s icy gaze upon her. Blushing, she fiddled with her reddening ear, her eyes darting

until you can eat, so

eagerly escorted the doctor out, then reluctantly returned to the room, facing Azriel’s chilly stare. She didn’t know how to proceed, and the silence grew awkward. Finally, she ventured, “Maybe

Right. The man had

reading

Silence.

“Or watching TV?”

at a loss. She flopped down on the chair beside the bed and blurted out, “It’s

dripping with icy sarcasm, “The moment you got me locked up, your

be cruel and ruthless. His previous mercy was the only reason she was still breathing. She had appeared ready to face anything, but now

know you’re a great man, big-hearted, and

of those

suave, and sophisticated. Surely, a man like you wouldn’t stoop to holding a grudge against

laugh, “Flattery will get you nowhere. Besides, it’s not

aback. Was he shamelessly enjoying her flattery without offering

the supplicant. “This isn’t flattery; it’s the honest truth. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have spared my life after the police station

twice, and besides, it’s not like not forgiving

off, “So what? Forgiving you benefits me

was the benefit? “Just good karma? Maybe a better

“My next life is none

her voice filling with renewed flattery, “You have to be a person in your next life as

crack a smile