Trapped in the boss's embrace (by Katrina A) novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6 You Scared the Hell Out of Me

When the doctor was treating Beatrice’s wound, the door was pushed

open.

The next second, a handsome man stormed in, anger written all over his face.

His abrupt invasion startled the doctor.

Turning her head, Beatrice glanced at him and said to the doctor, “Don’t worry, he’s my… boss.”

She had meant to say “husband,” but in the end, she changed her mind.

Desmond felt as though something was caught in his throat, leaving him momentarily speechless.

He walked up to the doctor and asked, “She’s not seriously hurt, is she?”

“It’s just a small wound. Nothing to worry about.”

After finishing tending to Beatrice’s wound, the doctor left the room.

With a “thank you“, Beatrice also walked out.

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Desmond followed closely behind her.

When Beatrice was at the counter, ready to pay the bill, he stepped in and paid it. Later, when it was time to pick up the medicine, he again did it for her, acting like a devoted husband.

Beatrice couldn’t be bothered to say another word to him.

After leaving the hospital, she lowered her head, about to call an Uber.

To her surprise, Desmond snatched her phone, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and dragged her away.

He shoved her inside his car, and then climbed into the driver’s seat.

As he slammed the door shut, the noises outside vanished in an instant.

The air inside the car was tense, though.

“You blocked my number. And now, you got injured. Is this one of the sick ways you have to punish me?”

Desmond snapped, his face masked in rage and weariness.

A bit stunned, Beatrice gazed at his darkened face and burst into laughter.

She had been feeling quite down, but his words managed to

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tickle her.

Never in her life had she expected Desmond to be so full of himself.

He betrayed her, and she risked her life to punish him in return?

That was the funniest joke she had heard by far.

“Take it easy. I didn’t and I will never do this to you. Now, give me back my phone.”

With that, she reached for the phone in his hand.

Desmond dodged her hand and went on, “Fine, I did lie to you today. But you’re also to be blamed for it. You bullied Madeline and made her cry. She’s just a spoiled girl. She doesn’t know any better. Why get mad at her?”

His nonsense stung Beatrice’s heart.

And the way he defended Madeline?

That only rubbed salt into Beatrice’s wound.

After a long silence, she finally spoke, sounding heartbroken, “From now on, I won’t bully her. I won’t meddle in whatever happens between you two. But you’d better keep her away from me.”

Frowning, Desmond protested, “She’s only a friend of mine. There’s nothing between us.”

Chapter 6 You Scared the Hell Out of Me “Hmm, a friend.” Beatrice held back the urge to expose him, even though she had gathered all the evidence.

“Alright, my bad. I got the wrong idea. Congratulations on having a new friend then.”

Desmond stared at her, momentarily at a loss for words.

“Just drive,” Beatrice urged.

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Feeling chill all over, she wrapped herself tightly in the suit, a whiff of woody scent drifting into her nose for the second time.

It was then that Desmond noticed the charcoal–gray men’s suit she was wearing. The fabric was exquisite. Apparently, it was custom–made.

“Whose suit is this?” he inquired.

Staring out the window, Beatrice replied, her words laced with sarcasm, “It belongs to a new ‘friend‘ of mine.”

Desmond was furious.

With a stern look, he yanked the suit off her and hurled it out the window.

Shocked and angry, Beatrice got out of the car to retrieve it. She still needed to return the suit.

Frustrated by her attempt, Desmond immediately grabbed her

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and pulled her back. He leaned in and kissed hard on her lips.

In response, Beatrice pressed her lips tightly shut.

Then he pried her mouth open and tangled his tongue with hers in a domineering, unreasonable manner.

By the time he had enough of it, he finally let go of her.

Desmond warned her, his hot breath enveloped her, “Don’t you ever piss me off in this way again. I’m your husband. Care more about my feelings, will you?”

Beatrice was rendered speechless.

In the end, she didn’t manage to grab back the suit, which bothered her very much.

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After all that commotion, Beatrice ended up catching a cold and running a fever that evening.

Desmond stayed at home for her sake.

He even cooked her a meal, acting as if he still loved her deep down.

In the middle of the night, her fever still persisted, leaving her drowsy and miserable.

Suddenly, Desmond’s phone rang.

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Beatrice sat up, and both she and Desmond glanced at the phone.

It was already 12:35 in the dead of night.

The screen displayed the name [Bonbon M].

That intimate contact name spoke volumes.

The sound of the phone vibrating was quite piercing in the quiet night. And Beatrice got more and more annoyed because of it.