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…

*

around noon the next day. As he opened his eyes, he was greeted by an uncomfortably close and beaming smile. His

Phoebe asked with an awkward

still hazy, Azriel’s expression instantly frosted

realizing something was amiss, and quickly stood up, “Wait here. I’ll go

the corner of the

the doctor lifted his gown, revealing a set of finely sculpted abs. Although her exclamation was quiet, she immediately noticed Azriel’s icy gaze upon

almost thirteen hours until you can eat,

She didn’t know

merely glanced at her and remained silent. Right. The man had just woken up; he wasn’t going to sleep again

about reading a

Silence.

“Or watching TV?”

the chair beside the bed and blurted out, “It’s not like I did it on purpose. What do you want? I’ve got no money, but I’ve got

voice dripping with icy sarcasm, “The moment you got me

man could be cruel and ruthless. His previous mercy was the only reason she was still breathing. She had appeared ready to face

man, big-hearted, and capable

none of those

sophisticated. Surely, a man like you wouldn’t stoop

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

was taken aback. Was he shamelessly enjoying her flattery without offering any

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

now. If you can forgive me once, you can forgive me twice, and besides, it’s not like not forgiving me does you any good,

picked up where she left off, “So what? Forgiving you benefits me

question. Indeed, what was the benefit? “Just good karma? Maybe a better life next time

“My next life

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

but crack a smile at her straightforward