The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 125 - 106. Young Master Gu’s Dominant Spoiling

Chapter 125: 106. Young Master Gu’s Dominant Spoiling

"If I told him not to eat, he just wouldn’t eat?"

Ivy Aretha was infuriated, her beautiful, delicate eyebrows jumping in anger, and her long lashes also trembling due to her agitation. "If I told him to die, would he go ahead and die too?"

All the employees in the office stood up together, their gazes focused on Ivy without a hint of evasion.

You really are gutsy!

Daring to tell Mr. Gordon to die, you must have a lot of favor with him!

It was the first time in history for Mr. Gordon to give so much favor to someone just because they made headlines!

The eyes of the office employees fixated on Ivy, glowing brightly, it seems as though they need to choose the right object for flattery in the future. It’s time to carefully examine whether to choose Alya Larson or Ivy Aretha!

"You’d better not talk nonsense! If Mr. Gordon really jumped off the building, who would pay our salaries?"

Anna slapped Ivy on the shoulder, her eyes wide enough to stuff two large grapes.

"Ivy, go and check on him with Miss Anna. I’ll have someone else do your work!"

Maria Young was a cunning woman, judging by Anna’s attitude, she knew how important Ivy was in Michael Gordon’s heart. Plus, their CEO was so affected by her words that he didn’t eat or take his medicine!

"Let’s go!"

Before Ivy could respond, she was already pushed by Anna into Michael Gordon’s office. The CEO’s office and legal affairs were on the same floor – it was too easy to pressure someone there!

Just a few minutes’ walk!

"Mr. Gordon, Ivy is here. Should she come in or wait outside?"

Anna deliberately stood at the door of the CEO’s office, her voice raised loud enough to be heard inside the closed lounge.

After much shouting, the lounge door remained tightly closed, as if nobody was inside at all. The surrounding silence was so deep that they could hear each other’s breath.

Anna glanced at Ivy first, then pulled her directly into the CEO’s office and right up to the closed lounge door.

She then knocked lightly on the door: "Mr. Gordon, are you all right? Ivy is here to see you!"

Anna’s voice was as gentle as can be, like coaxing a child, and could even be described as loving.

Ivy looked speechless at how the usually serious secretary Anna, was so patient to coax CEO Gordon. Surely she was a thoughtful secretary, if it were her, she would probably just jump in directly, pull him up, and ask if he was going to eat or not?

As Ivy thought to say, ’If you’re not dead, get up and eat’, she heard a weak, pained moan coming from inside...

"Anna, tell her that I really didn’t eat lunch. So I went to the canteen to follow her, not to eat lunch!"

Michael Gordon’s voice was very faint and weak, carrying a deliberately suppressed pain. Since Ivy was already listening with her heart, she could barely make out his moans between words.

This damn man, how daring!

In so much pain yet still saying such annoying things. In the next moment, before Anna could react, Ivy had flung open the door to the CEO’s office lounge!

She stormed in!

Her fiery personality made Anna burst into laughter!

It seems Mr. Gordon really understands Ivy!

Anna covered her mouth, which was stretched wide from laughing, with one hand; with the other, she gently closed the door to the lounge. She also closed the door to the CEO’s office tightly and proceeded to cancel all of CEO Gordon’s afternoon schedule!

This sort of situation would take at least a few hours to resolve!

Anna thought, she was a married woman before, she had experience!

When Ivy entered, Michael Gordon was lying on the bed, holding his belly. There were pills and warm porridge on the bedside table. His face was pale and devoid of blood, and his forehead was beaded with thin sweat.

Ivy felt a jolt of alarm in her heart, and her brow furrowed tightly at the sight of him. He didn’t seem to be faking it. In the next moment, she placed her hand on his forehead and felt the cold temperature.

"Michael Gordon, what are you thinking? You don’t take medicine or eat when you’re sick. Do you think you’re immortal?"

Seeing him looking half-dead and then looking at the things on his table, Ivy’s heart surged with anger, "You’re using your health to throw a tantrum at me, do you think it’s interesting?"

"It’s fun. At least you’re willing to pay attention to me now and even come to see me on your own!"

Michael, his face pale, turned his head and stared at her with a pair of pitch-black eyes. His look was both pitiful and aggrieved, like an abandoned child!

Being stared at like that, Ivy was taken aback at first, then she felt her heart clenching, and a sharp pain followed.

"Just because I don’t talk to you, you’re going on a hunger strike? And not taking your medicine?"

Ivy walked over to the bedside and sat down, picking up the bedside bowl of porridge. Stirring it, she asked.

"It’s not that. Since you don’t care about me and don’t love me, how can I eat? It’s not that I don’t want to eat, but I just can’t. Even with all my abilities, I, Michael Gordon, can’t control my heart racing for you!"

CEO Gordon, with his miserable body, was still able to show love. One could hardly see that he was a patient. It just goes to show how powerful love can be!

Ivy: "..."

"You still have enough energy to talk, it looks like you’re not that sick!"

Ivy glared at him. If it wasn’t for the cold sweat and shivering that went with his low temperature, she would have doubted whether this man’s stomachache was real.

"Heaven and Earth know, Ivy, my stomach really hurts, but when I think about you not caring about me, not loving me, my stomach hurts even more, and I can’t eat even if I want to..."

He hadn’t finished speaking when he was abruptly cut off by Ivy!

"Shut up!" Ivy shoveled a spoonful of porridge directly into his mouth, blocking his boasting mouth. "You being a CEO is really a great loss to the acting world! With such great acting skills, you should be an actor!"

Michael Gordon: "..."

Heaven and Earth are his witnesses, his love was real! His heart was even truer than gold!