Trapped in the boss's embrace (by Katrina A) novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Rotten Love

Beatrice stayed silent.

Desmond looked calm, but a flicker of unease shadowed his handsome face.

His phone kept buzzing with calls, video invites, and then a flood of messages.

The caller was bold and persistent.

The tension in the room was palpable.

“Not gonna answer it?” Beatrice asked, her voice icy.

That was when Desmond finally picked up his phone. Without even checking the messages, he turned off his phone and set it back on the nightstand.

He then gently touched her forehead. “You still have a bit of fever. It’s okay. Get some rest. I’ll stay with you.”

At that, Beatrice lay back down and shut her

eyes.

An hour later, she seemed to be asleep.

Seeing that, Desmond picked up his phone, turned it on, and stepped out onto the balcony. After checking his messages, he made a call.

Chapter 7 Butten Love

“You okay? Don’t worry, I’m on my way…” he whispered.

Then he slipped back inside, grabbed his coat, and left.

Behind him, Beatrice quietly opened her eyes.

She hadn’t slept a wink.

Actually, she had no idea what she was still holding onto in terms of their rotten relationship.

Once a cheater, always a cheater.

There was already no way back for Desmond and her…

At 4:30 in the morning, Desmond returned.

Seeing Beatrice still asleep, he sighed with relief. He walked over, checked her forehead, and noticed her fever had gone down.

Later on, he headed to the bathroom for a shower. A while later, wearing a robe, he lay down next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist as he fell asleep.

Once he was sound asleep, Beatrice gently moved his hand away. She sat up, coldly observing the man beside her.

His face was as chiseled as ever. Her eyes then drifted to his lips, his enticing Adam’s apple, and then…

Chapter 7 Ratten Love

She spotted some hickeys along his collarbone.

At that moment, it felt like a dagger had pierced her chest.

Desmond’s body and soul had been completely tainted. Beatrice was so worked up that, for a moment, she was more than eager to smother him with a pillow.

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By the time Desmond woke up, Beatrice was already up.

As he headed downstairs, he saw her in the kitchen, wearing an apron and making breakfast. She had cooked for both of them and called him over to eat.

“Your fever just broke. Why not rest a little more?” Desmond asked as he moved closer, trying to feel her forehead.

Beatrice dodged his touch subtly.

“Just a small fever. It’s not a big deal,” she said, taking off her and sitting down.

Desmond’s hand hung awkwardly in the air, and he felt a bit embarrassed. But her calmness made him drop any worry.

apron

“I need to talk to you about something,” Beatrice changed to subject.

“What is it?” Desmond asked, taking a sip of his juice.

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“I want to resign.”

Her words caught Desmond off guard.

Before he could ask why, she continued, “I’ve been working for years and I’m exhausted. I wanna be a stay–at–home wife.”

Desmond looked at her, trying to see if she was serious.

“You’re not joking?”

“I’m serious. What, you think I can’t enjoy life?” she shot back with a smile.

you

After thinking it over, Desmond nodded. “Not working might do good. You can stay home, and maybe we can think about having a child.”

Beatrice smiled but didn’t commit.

Meanwhile, deep down, she kept roasting Desmond.

He wanted her to be his baby machine while he got to keep messing around with “Bonbon M“?

In his dream!

ME

At the thought, she told him, “Well, I’ll handle the resignation stuff in the next few days. Just so you know, I’m planning to travel abroad with Violet. It’s been a while since I took a trip.”

“Isn’t her law firm busy? She has time to travel with you?”

Chapter 7 Rotten Love Desmond asked.

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“She’s busy, but she’s making time for me,” Beatrice replied, her smile steady.

Desmond was momentarily speechless, as if something had clicked in his mind.

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