Overbearing CEO's Contract Love
Chapter 390: Today, You Have to Take Care of Me

Chapter 390: Today, You Have to Take Care of Me

Matthew Taylor gazed at Emma Hart’s wide, startled eyes, finding himself enchanted by her innocent and adorable demeanor. An uncontrollable urge to kiss her surged within him.

Slowly, he leaned closer to Emma Hart.

"Mr. Taylor! No!" Emma Hart sensed something amiss and quickly placed her hand on his chest, turning her head away.

Matthew Taylor snapped out of his trance at her rejection, quickly stepping back and slapping himself lightly.

"I’m sorry, Emma. I didn’t mean to." Matthew Taylor apologized.

They both stared in different directions, lost in their own thoughts.

Suddenly, a noise came from Damien Sterling’s direction. Emma Hart prepared to stand up and walk over to him.

Matthew Taylor grabbed her wrist.

"Please let go, Mr. Taylor," Emma Hart said coldly, the memory of his earlier inappropriate behavior still vivid.

He released her and stood there, then followed her.

"Damien, how are you feeling now?" Emma Hart asked joyfully. Damien Sterling’s face was no longer flushed, and she touched his arm, noting he no longer felt hot.

"Much better, I’m fine," Damien Sterling replied, his voice still strong.

"I’ll get you some water!" Emma Hart finally felt relieved.

She turned and walked away, keeping her head down, avoiding eye contact with Matthew Taylor.

Matthew Taylor approached Damien Sterling and said, "Mr. Sterling, the doctor said you have a mild alcohol allergy. You’re fine now, just rest well."

Damien Sterling thanked Matthew Taylor.

Then, Matthew Taylor’s assistant entered and whispered something in his ear.

"Well, we won’t disturb you any longer, Mr. Sterling. Let me know when you’re discharged." Matthew Taylor said, gracefully bidding farewell to the two in the room, as if the earlier incident with Emma Hart had never happened.

Out of politeness, Emma Hart got up to see Matthew Taylor off. At the door, he handed her a business card and whispered, "If you need anything, call me anytime. I’m really sorry about earlier."

His apologetic expression was hard to refuse. Emma Hart thanked him and nodded, watching them leave.

Damien Sterling didn’t stay in the hospital much longer, despite Emma Hart’s efforts to persuade him otherwise.

However, Damien Sterling was in no condition to drive, and their car was still at the restaurant, so he called a driver to pick them up.

Inside the Sterling family’s mansion, the doorbell rang, and a servant went to open the door. Emma Hart was supporting a pale-faced Damien Sterling as they entered the house.

"Mr. Sterling, you must take care of yourself! I’ve made some nourishing porridge as Mrs. Sterling instructed. It’ll be ready soon," Mrs. Harris called from the kitchen, her heart aching at the sight of Damien’s pallor. After all, she had served him for ten years, almost like a son to her.

"It’s okay, Mrs. Harris. You go ahead. I’m not hungry," Damien replied, motioning for Emma to help him to his room.

With the dual challenge of height and weight differences, Emma felt like she was supporting a collapsing mountain, panting heavily.

Once in the room, she flopped onto the bed before Damien could even sit down.

"God, you’re heavy! Maybe you should consider losing some weight," Emma teased, turning to see Damien grinning mischievously.

Instead of sitting, Damien stood and began undressing. He stood bare-chested, wearing only a towel around his waist, giving Emma a fresh look at his physique.

Emma’s eyes widened, noticing something new. His muscles were more defined and bulkier than she remembered, intimidating yet concealed well under his clothes.

"What’s the matter, little perv? Seen enough?" Damien smirked, pleased with her reaction.

Emma ignored him, turning her head away. Damien let out a cold laugh, feeling he had wounded her pride.

He reached out his long, strong hand, ruffling her hair before lifting her and carrying her towards the bathroom.

"How did you suddenly get so energetic?" Emma was astonished by his vigor, just moments ago he seemed so weak.

"Really? I’ve always been this energetic," Damien replied, starting to undress Emma.

"No!" Emma clung to her clothes, not ready for this.

Damien chuckled wickedly, glancing at the large showerhead above. "If you don’t undress, your clothes will be soaked in no time."

Emma Hart prepared to escape the confines of the small bathroom, but Damien Sterling quickly blocked her path. He raised an eyebrow with a mischievous grin and said, "Are you sure?" as he reached for the shower knob.

Hesitating for a moment, Emma reluctantly undressed. Immediately, Damien’s lips found her delicate neck, and the two stood bare, their desire palpable.

"It’s been a while since we showered together," Damien said, turning on the shower, water cascading over their heated bodies. This shower did not extinguish their passion; it only intensified it.

From the bathroom to the bed, nearly two hours passed, the sun’s rays slowly fading. Damien showed no signs of stopping.

"Ah! You’re supposed to be sick! Shouldn’t you take it easy?" Emma’s voice softened, almost pleading. She was on the verge of tears from exhaustion.

Damien paused, gently kissing her forehead. "Alright, just a little longer. Almost done," he whispered before continuing.

Emma’s face flushed deeply, and though Damien was reluctant to stop, he eventually yielded to her repeated pleas.

After dressing, they headed downstairs for dinner. Emma’s legs felt weak, each step down the stairs like walking on clouds.

"You don’t look like a patient at all!" Emma pouted, playfully punching Damien’s arm.

"I am a patient. Shouldn’t you be taking good care of me?" Damien draped his heavy arm over Emma’s small shoulders, causing her to stumble under the uneven weight.

Seeing his smug expression, Emma wished she could kick him.

Dinner consisted only of pigeon porridge and a large jug of freshly squeezed mixed fruit juice.

"Is this all I’m getting?" Damien complained. "Not even a piece of meat?"

Emma picked a piece of meat from the pigeon and smiled, "Look! Here it is," teasingly waving it before dropping it into his porridge bowl.

Damien sighed but accepted the meal.

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