CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

It was not until the next morning that Shane finally gained consciousness.

His ebony eyes swept across his surroundings, instantly realizing where he was.

It seemed like he had successfully escaped from danger.

Bracing himself with his palms, he tried to sit up. The motion pulled on his sutures, and the pain caused him to let out a grunt.

From her position beside the bed, Natalie was shocked out of her light slumber at the noise.

When she lifted her head, she was met with his cold gaze.

Surprised to see him staring back at her, it took her a few seconds to say, “Hey... you’re awake!”

The woman’s features were delicate and beautiful. She would have been incredibly pretty if it were not for her pale lips and the dark eye bags under her eyes. It was obvious she had stayed by his bedside the whole night. There were also some rusty stains on her white blouse that looked vaguely like dried blood.

Right then, scattered memories from last night flashed through Shane’s mind.

Looks like this woman rescued me.

After a while, he spoke up in a low tone, “What would you like in return for saving me? You don’t have to hold back.”

Natalie froze in surprise. A few seconds later, something in her brain clicked, and she hurriedly explained, “No, it wasn’t me.”

She did not think he would have such a huge misunderstanding about what happened last night.

Nonetheless, she refused to run from this. If she did not tell him the truth, he would never forgive her if he found out later on. Heck, I am not going to hide this.

“Last night, I was the one who accidentally hit you with my car...”

“Last night, I was the one who accidentally hit you with my car...”

With that, she told him everything about what happened last night, not leaving anything out.

Honestly, she was worried that he would be furious at her. But to her astonishment, his expression remained blank and emotionless. The look in his eyes was also unfathomable.

For some odd reason, he did not seem like he cared about her hitting him with her car at all. In fact, he even seemed a bit relieved that it all happened!

Although she could not make out what was with his attitude, she decided it was best she brought up the matter of compensation first. “Mister, I haven’t made a police report yet, as I was hoping to settle this matter with you privately. How much would you like me to pay you for this?”

The real reason she had not called the police was because she was worried that things would drag on forever. She planned on leaving J City soon and did not want this incident to delay her plan.

To her surprise, Shane answered tiredly in his baritone voice, “There’s no need for that.”

Is this guy for real? Or did I hit him so hard that he’s unable to think straight now?

Feeling concerned that that would be the case, she made a mental note to have a doctor examine him from head to toe later.

“Are you hungry? I’ll go get you something to eat.”

With that said, Natalie got up and left the room to get some breakfast.

On her way back with food in one hand, she gave Joyce a call.

“Hello? Nat, how are things? Is that guy okay?” Joyce’s anxious voice came through the phone.



She hod been worried sick the whole night, but she refroined herself from colling Notolie os she didn’t wont to complicote onything.

At the some time, Notolie reloxed o little ot heoring her best friend’s voice. She wolked to someploce o little quieter ond swiftly recounted everything to Joyce.

When Notolie wos done, Joyce went silent. She wos rother reluctont to voice her opinions on the motter over the phone.

Suddenly, two childish voices drifted to Notolie’s eors from the other end.

Connor wos comforting her, “Mommy, don’t be scored! We’ll heod to the hospitol loter to be with you.”

Then, Shoron chimed in, “Mommy, Shoron misses you.”

“Mommy misses both of you too.” Teors welled in Notolie’s eyes. This wos the first time she hod been seporoted from her bobies for so long.

Everything hoppened so quickly lost night thot she hod not been oble to reossure her dorlings before now.

Soon, she hung up the phone but felt o lot better ofter thot coll. When she returned to the mon’s room, the bed wos gloringly empty. A glonce ot the bothroom showed no signs of him either.

She rushed to the nurse stotion ond osked urgently, “Hello, moy I osk where the potient from room 808 is?”