Dumped A Scumbag At The Altar For A One Night Stand With A Billionaire-Chapter 135: Thank Me Later

Ding!

The elevator doors opened at the eightieth floor and he watched Celine step outside then she turned towards him.

"Let’s go?" Her eyes stared widely at him, unblinking until he nodded silently and followed her.

What exactly had he been thinking when he hadn’t refused her suggestion for him to rest at his lounge room?

If he thought about it, there hadn’t exactly been any thoughts in his mind, just a strange desire to do as she said without question.

He watched her type in the password to his lounge and the door clicked open to reveal a grand space, with the sun at its peak, warm light streamed in through the floor length windows that stood as the walls of the space.

Celine was doing this to offset the guilt in her heart. She walked into the giant space of the president’s lounge, the ceilings so high up one would think they’d walked into a castle made of glass and steel.

She placed the bags containing the food she bought on the glass center table then began pulling out the parcels one after the other.

After putting two and two together, she realized he looked so pale and weak because he obviously hadn’t looked after his health as much as he was supposed to, the man donated his blood but immediately went back to working, and skipping meals when he was supposed to consume dishes that would help him replenish the blood or even take supplements, him not doing that of course made him have fainting spells and no wonder he looked so pale.

After placing everything on the table she gestured over to him, "Dig in."

"What is that?"

"Things that will save your life."

He glanced at her silently from where he sat on the sofa but didn’t move from his position, his face was calm yet expressionless.

That gesture wasn’t just familiar to her, it was extremely familiar.

Was this a father-son thing?

Leo was exactly like that too.

She knew what he would say even before he opened his mouth to say it.

"Mr Grayson, I wasn’t asking. I went through the trouble of getting all this food, you will have to eat... every last bite of it." Her voice was strictly authoritative.

Whenever Leo fell sick and he didn’t want to take medicines, he would look the exact same way Tristan looked just now. It was amazing how genes worked. It turns out her son’s character and all his little quirks were gotten from his father.

Tristan hadn’t even said a word yet, how had she been able to decipher what he was going to say?

He watched her with a mixture of fascination and slight amusement as she opened the food parcels, grabbed a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of yellowish green liquid that had several vegetables floating in it then brought it up to his mouth,

"Open up." She said firmly, her tone brooding no argument. One would think she’d done something like this many times before, ordering him to eat with a strictness that he hadn’t seen her show towards someone else before.

He looked down at the spoon then up into her face. "This is your idea of food?"

"Like I said, this is something that will save your life."

She had gotten soups, tonics and blood replenishing supplements, and she certainly wouldn’t leave until she made sure he’d taken them.

"Go on." She held the spoon close to his mouth urgingly.

"You want to feed it to me yourself?" He asked as if suddenly realizing it, looking at her as a slight quirk raised his lips.

Realization suddenly lit up her eyes and she began to pull backwards but he grabbed her wrist, holding it back towards his mouth taking it in. She was stunned for a moment watching his tongue swipe over his lower lip as he seemed to taste the flavor.

"Not bad." He said, leaning back in his seat. "I think I’m really hungry, I’d love to have more."

There was a light pink tint to her cheeks now, her blue eyes had stayed locked on his lips for a moment before she looked up to his eyes again. It seemed he was going to enjoy this.

She seemed to regain her senses, feeding him another spoonful.

Why had she even volunteered to do this again?

She had been distracted, seeing her son in him she hadn’t even thought about it as she came forward to feed him herself, now she regretted it as a soft appreciative groan rumbled against the spoon which was still in his mouth. A strange knot tightened in her lower belly, the sound awakening strangely dark desires inside her.

She thought of making an attempt to escape this awkward situation but she had dragged herself into it, she had even forced him by seizing all his work and handing it over to the staff, her escape would have to wait.

She quelled down the thumping of her heart and fed him another spoonful.

*****

Kaleb received a call several minutes later reminding him of a meeting Tristan was supposed to attend today.

"Please postpone the meeting, president Grayson won’t be available for the rest of today....

"Yes, thank you."

He hung up the call shaking his head.

What stupid meeting? This was a matter of his boss’s future, the meeting can wait. He was buying his boss time with miss Roberts, a little bit of alone time they both desperately needed. He would make sure no one disturbed them for the whole day, who knows, they might click things off today itself.

Kaleb was about to resume working when an idea sprang into his mind and a sly grin quirked his lips.

Actually... what if they got to spend even more time together just to speed things up a bit.

Kaleb excused himself and stepped out of the president’s office to call IT and made them shut down the cellular network on the eightieth floor, he also had them shut off access to the password lock In the lounge for the rest of today claiming it was for security reasons.

If things went on smooth, the president and miss Roberts might end up...

Hehehe! He grinned at the thought of it.

Though the president seemed quite unwell these past few days, being locked in with the woman he likes...tsk tsk tsk, things were bound to happen.

Later, he would send all the employees home early, the president and his woman can have the whole building to themselves.

When things came together and the president realized he only wanted miss Roberts and broke things off with Erica, the president would surely feel indebted to him for bringing them together.

"Thank me later president, thank me later." Kaleb smiled in satisfaction.