Who Is The Real Boss?
Chapter 48
Chapter 48 Feed Me
Gritting her teeth, Annabel did her best to support Rupert with one hand while the other reached into his pocket.
Annabel's hand rummaged through the pocket.
Soon, her fingers brushed against something.
Rupert stiffened.
"What're you looking for? The key or something else?"
"Sorry!"
When Annabel realized what she had touched just now, her face turned as red as a tomato.She apologized in a hurry and started searching for the key in the opposite direction.
What was going on today? Was the universe determined to give her a hard time? Even the key decided to hide from her! She reached into the deepest part of the pocket, but she still couldn't find the damn key.
Annabel fumbled in Rupert's pocket anxiously, but to no avail.
Through the cloth, Rupert could feel Annabel's hand brushing against his thigh.Her touch sent waves of electricity through him, which felt both excruciating and intoxicating.
"Rupert, where's your key? There's no key here!"
After a while, Annabel was so tired that she broke into a sweat.Still, Rupert was leaning on her.He unhurriedly patted his pocket with his uninjured hand and frowned.It seemed that the key wasn’t there.
After a while, his expression darkened.
"I just remembered, it's in the other pocket."
"What the—" Annabel cursed.
Rupert shrugged and just pointed to the pocket on his right.
Annabel was so exasperated.This scheming man must have done it on purpose! She just kicked him! How could he be so mean? Besides, she didn't mean to hurt him! He was the one who jumped in front of her to block the knife.
Annabel grumbled to herself as she fumbled to unlock the door.
Finally, the door opened, and she used the last of her strength to drag Rupert to the couch.
"Stay there first."
Just as she was about to stand up, her legs buckled from underneath her.
"Ah!"
With a scream, Annabel fell into Rupert's arms.
before you start throwing yourself at me? We just got
Rupert teased her.
ears immediately turned red.She glared at him and spat, "It's all because you practically made
on the sofa
"You kicked me."
never meant to kick him! "Time
decided to change the topic.She stood up and fetched the medicine the doctor had prescribed and put it in
"One pill a night..."
could finish her sentence, her stomach
Rupert chuckled.
"Hungry?"
been busy all day
Indeed, she was famished.
hungry, too.Let's order some
Rupert spoke, he took out his
you want
fridge? I can cook.My cooking is not that
told, Annabel didn't like takeout.She always felt that it
"You can cook?"
shot up in
Annabel smiled.
cook.You're so lucky today.Consider it a reward for
marry the other person for saving their life." Rupert
flashed meaningfully as he stared at the woman in front
Annabel rolled her eyes at him, stood up, and went to
housekeeper for
the housekeeper made it a habit to keep the fridge fully stocked in case of
found that it had a lot of fruits, vegetables, and frozen goods.It was very late now, so she decided to
one by one, washed them, and began
medicine, Rupert craned his neck
could only see Annabel's back.She had put on an apron and was busy in the kitchen,
expression softened.He couldn't help but stand up and
suddenly echoed in
a good girl.As long as you spend more time with her, you'll see that for yourself.Rupert,
he should try to get to know
all the
"Do you need help?"
Rupert leaning against the door frame with his hands in his trouser
a faint smile tugging at the corner of his sexy lips, and his charming eyes were staring right at
suddenly felt a little shy.She quickly averted her gaze and looked at
asked, "I thought you couldn't
said, "You're right.I need you to help me to
About Who Is The Real Boss? - Chapter 48
Who Is The Real Boss? is the best current series of the author Lloyd Perold. With the below Chapter 48 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 48 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com