Fake Mate Beta Rises to Alpha Heiress novel

Chapter 95 I Miss You Too Chapter 95 I Miss You Too Leonardo's POV: Her words rendered me tongue-tied. Instead, a peculiar sense of fulfillment welled me, as if I were being tenderly tamed. "I..." & 30 +20 Free Coins up within She cut me off, "Alright, I have some business to handle in the Scott Group this afternoon. I have to leave soon. But before that, I need to ensure you get sufficient rest. Promise me you won't overexert yourself, okay?" Her words left me in a daze. Ever since I took over Silver-Maned Pack, no one had ever dared to talk to me in such a cajoling tone.

I was the heir to one of the mightiest packs on this continent. I possessed the capital and influence capable of swaying the global economic landscape. I got involved in pack affairs at the age of eighteen, purged all internal opposition with an iron-fisted approach at twenty-two, and by twenty-six, I had propelled the Silver-Maned Pack's industrial empire onto the global stage. No one would ever consider me as "overexerting myself." They only revere my strength and will. Natalie offered me a warm smile, weary yet incredibly soothing.

Before I could collect myself, she reached up and removed the now-warm gel patch from my forehead. Her cool, soft palm gently caressed my skin, feeling my temperature. "You're finally not running a fever..." she sighed with relief. Then, she gently moved my arm aside, sat upright, picked up the bowl of soup, and stirred it carefully to let it cool down. "Aaron said you haven't been eating properly these days. If your throat is sore, having something mild first will make you feel better." "Thanks," I said, gazing at the spoon held up to my lips, a bit self-conscious.

My Adam's apple bobbed nervously. Eventually, I leaned forward slightly and obediently took the spoonful into my mouth. The warm soup trickled down my throat. Her tenderness met my gaze, almost melting my hardened heart. After watching her patiently feed me the entire bowl of soup, my tense nerves, which had been taut due to illness and exhaustion, miraculously relaxed. Natalie put away the bowl and was about to leave, allowing me to rest. But I instinctively grasped her wrist. "Did you miss me these days?" The words escaped my lips before I could stop them.

My voice was raspy, yet it carried a hint of dependence I hadn't even been aware of. 1/2 "Mr. Sanchez..." Natalie clearly hadn't anticipated me asking that. Her cheeks flushed even more, and she shyly averted her eyes. Before she could finish speaking, I spoke again, following my true emotions, "It's such a wonderful feeling to see the person you've been missing right away." As I watched her become flustered and her cheeks turn rosy at my words, a powerful sense of possessiveness and protectiveness welled up inside me. Her faint, distinctive scent was the best solace for me at that moment.

"Ms. Anderson, you should head to the airport..." Aaron walked in at the worst possible time. His words died on his lips when he saw our clasped hands. He immediately tensed up, wishing he could vanish into thin air. "Ah, yes, I should go. Mr. Sanchez, you must rest well and take your medicine on time." Natalie quickly stood up, smoothed her hair, and made her way towards the door. At the doorway, she paused, turned sideways, and said in a very soft, hasty voice, "I came in a hurry...

but I missed you, too." After that, she didn't even dare to look at me again and scurried out of the room like a frightened fawn. I turned to look at Aaron, who was standing there rigidly, and my voice reverted to its usual coldness. "Go and see Ms. Anderson off!" "Yes, Mr. Sanchez!" Aaron was relieved and quickly left. The room fell silent once more, yet it still seemed to be permeated with her faint fragrance. Looking at the empty bowl beside me, I couldn't help but smile faintly. Maybe being sick wasn't all that bad sometimes. 2/2 19:17 Mon, Dec 8 admin