Betrayed by Fiance, Embraced by Hidden Tycoon
Chapter 125: Woke Up In His Bed

Chapter 125: Woke Up In His Bed

At Sawyer’s Residence,

Abigail wakes up and feels her entire body stiff. A low, soft growl escaped her lips as she opened her eyes. She felt pain and discomfort in certain areas.

The dim light didn’t prevent her from realizing the room was not hers. The ceiling light, the gray walls, the large bed, and an all-too-familiar fragrance tickled her senses.

Slowly, her mind pieced together the answer: the familiar scent belonged to Sawyer.

’Wait... Where am I? Why does this place seem both unfamiliar and familiar?’ she wondered, trying to check herself.

Abigail was puzzled. It felt like she was sleeping in Sawyer’s bed again, just like at his cabin.

Before she could sit up, she noticed that she had been changed into men’s pajamas.

’Oh my God! Someone changed my clothes?’

In a rush, Abigail touched her chest and felt relieved she was still wearing her bra. However, when she glanced downward, her heart sank as she realized she was only wearing her panties.

Clutching the blanket that covered her, Abigail tried to wake herself up, but her movements halted when she noticed an IV needle taped to her hand. ’What on earth happened to me?’

"Hey, sleepyhead! You finally woke up..."

Abigail was stunned to hear Sawyer’s playful voice. She turned and was surprised to see him standing up from the brown leather sofa in the corner. His eyes fixed intently on her.

As she watched him walk toward her, she silently gulped. He wore a white slim-fit shirt and khaki trousers, a color he rarely chose during their meetings.

Seeing him in this outfit made her happy. He looked so handsome that she began to think this might not be real but merely her imagination.

"Sawyer? Are you real?" Abigail asked softly, refusing to blink, fearing he might vanish from her sight.

Sawyer didn’t answer her but smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, taking her hand in his. Abigail gasped as she felt his warm hand wrap around hers. She smiled, looking at their intertwined fingers.

"What do you think?" Sawyer asked, grinning teasingly and gently stroking the back of her hand.

"You’re real. I thought I was dreaming when I saw you here," Abigail said as she tried to sit up again, and Sawyer helped her.

"It seems my pretty Abby forgot what happened last night," Sawyer smiled.

"Yeah, I’m confused. What happened? Why am I here? And did you change my clothes?" Her voice trailed off as she felt her cheeks warm at the thought of Sawyer undressing her and changing her clothes.

"Abby, I’ll explain everything later. But first, we need to remove your IV needle, change your clothes, and have lunch downstairs," Sawyer said before taking out his cell phone to make a call.

’Lunch?’ Abigail was shocked to realize it was past noon. ’How long did I sleep?’

She recalled that after finishing a report just before dawn, she had been about to go home when Sawyer had appeared and waited for her in the parking lot. She never expected to see him there.

’What happened last night? Did I faint?’ she wondered while waiting for Sawyer to finish his call, but he spoke longer.

As she glanced around again, Abigail figured she was in Sawyer’s bedroom. The thought of having slept in his bed again made her feel shy.

After a few more seconds, Abigail turned her attention back to Sawyer, who had just finished his call.

"The doctor will come in a few minutes and examine you to make sure everything is alright," Sawyer said, trying to adjust her black pajamas to ensure that no skin was revealed when the doctor entered.

Abigail amusingly watched as he buttoned her pajamas, but she remembered her clothes and pants a moment later. She wondered if he or a female staff member had helped her change.

"Sawyer, who changed my clothes?" Abigail asked, locking eyes with him. She could see the calmness and gentleness in his gaze before he answered her.

"I am! I changed your clothes."

"Y-you? You undressed me and changed my clothes?" Her voice trembled, feeling too shy to imagine how he had done it.

Sawyer didn’t rush to answer. He leaned closer, stopping just a few inches from her face. She held her breath as his warm breath tickled her skin, sending butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she tried to remain still.

"Yes, I did that. But I had to. I don’t have any choice, Abby." Sawyer paused and smiled when he noticed her face turn pink.

Sawyer continued, "You suddenly fell into a deep sleep in my embrace, so I brought you to my house. Knowing from Brody that you hadn’t eaten anything, I decided to call a doctor and give you an IV vitamin or anything else that could help you regain your stamina."

"Thank you, Sawyer, for taking care of me. And thank you for sending Brody and your lawyer to help me. I’m so sorry for making you worry."

Abigail lowered her head, unable to meet his gaze. Although she was grateful that Sawyer had helped her, she felt guilty for having him rush back to Solhaven and leave his mother in another country.

"I’m your future husband, Abby. That’s what I should do for my woman. The least I could do, as a matter of fact. So, you don’t have to thank me," Sawyer replied, smiling when he saw that she was no longer as shy as before, but her cheeks still looked red.

"Don’t be shy; even though I undressed you and changed your clothes, I dimmed the light and tried not to look as much as possible."

He continued, gently placing his hand on her flushed cheek and down to her chin to make her look at him.

"And I will never touch you without your consent. That’s my promise to myself and to you."

Abigail stifled a laugh when she saw him make a V sign to convince her he was telling the truth.

"I trust you, Sawyer. I’ve never doubted that you are a good man and a gentleman since day one when we met." Abigail smiled, trying to calm herself.

Sawyer felt relieved that he no longer needed to explain how he had changed her clothes. It had taken him a long time to bury the after-effect. He even had to fight his inner self not to break his promise.

Abigail smiled, but her expression faded when she saw Sawyer’s face getting closer. Before she could say anything, his lips gently claimed hers.