The Secret Obsession of the CEO
Chapter 41: Swallow It

Chapter 41: Swallow It

Rory didn’t want to think about the idiot Liam. She checked the time on her phone. It was 2 in the morning. In the gentle light that filled the room, Rory walked to Ellie. She was sleeping deeply.

With her little hands extended near her ears, her hands barely reached the top of her head. With her big head, she did look plenty adorable.

Who do you take after, Ellie..?

Rory’s eyes ended at Liam. He was sleeping kicking off the covers with one of his legs hanging by the side of the bed. He is a messy sleeper but he never conquers her space.

Both of them are cute! But Ellie is the cutest!

Rory’s lips curved to a smile. She saw the air conditioner was turned off. He must feel hot and that’s why he is sleeping without his shirt on. She found the remote on the nightstand and she turned on the air conditioner.

And immediately she shivered.

Every time she blinked, her eyes watered and she felt cold. Her fever is rising. Rory tried to find the medicines in the room, but she couldn’t find them. After relieving herself in the bathroom, she checked the mirror cabinet. The pills were not there either.

In the mirror, she looked pale and sickly.

Getting a fever in spring is normal for her. Usually, it would last a couple of days. But she was displeased with the timing this time. She knew Liam’s family won’t let her leave until she gets better.

Rory washed her face. Staring at the mirror, she sighed. Her entire body hurt and her head hurt the most. She knew she needs help. She cannot travel now. She could be adamant and stay in a hotel but she didn’t want to take a risk when she has Ellie depending on her.

Maybe this is better... Liam’s family can spend some more time with Ellie...And my grandmother too... It’s just a couple of days.

When she opened the bathroom door, she almost punched the dark figure standing in front of the door pointing something at her forehead.

*Beep*

The non-contact thermometer beeped and Liam shook his head. "Your fever’s getting worse..." he mumbled and walked to the dresser at the side. "It’s... I should have given the medications an hour earlier... F*cking alarm didn’t ring..."

He kept on mumbling as he took the pills. Rory walked to the bed and watched him. She noticed that the air conditioner was turned off again. He must have turned it off for her sake.

Whenever she gets sick, he will look after her. Although he behaves like an ass with his family and often with others, he always treated her differently. She always felt special when she was around him. And that’s why she believed that he should be in love with her.

And that was why his absence when she had morning sicknesses and when she was feeling like she was ripped apart during childbirth, made her miss him more. And her disappointment bordered to hate. But unfortunately, she cannot hate him even if she puts her mind to it.

Her heart will always love him.

Nothing can be done about it other than accepting that reality. Maybe after she relocates and when time passes, she might forget him... She might get over him realizing that he is not good for her.

Nah, with time she will forget the hurt he caused her and she will remember the good times they had together forever.

Ah! Why am I so pathetic?

She could only sigh. Her eyes focused on him. The dim, warm light painted a nice sheen on his exposed shoulders. Her heart skipped a beat as she noticed the bulges on his arms. She didn’t stop there and looked closely at his abdomen which looked firmer. She squinted her eyes to look closer and there it was...

A six-pack? When did he start working out to build muscles? Why didn’t he do it when I asked him to?

She pouted. He liked to swim and had a lean frame with not much fat when they were in university. She had a great wish to touch the abs and biceps of a muscular guy to know what that feels like. She would nag him to have a six-pack abdomen for her to touch and feel. He’d look at her as if she was asking him to make pigs fly.

Why is he having a six-pack now? Did he do it for Allison?

Her eyes ended up on the boxer briefs he was wearing. That thing... that thick, long, hot...thing inside there belongs to Allison too.

Heh! She can have it all! It’s not like I care!

She was disappointed and she plopped on the bed curling her lips. Added to her sickness, this thought made her mood turn further sour.

"Here, swallow it before you sleep," Liam scratched her shoulder.

"I don’t want it," she snorted.

"Cherry, don’t act ..." he let out a deep breath and pulled her arm. "...childish!"

"Oww! Stop it!" Rory rubbed her arm with a pout.

Liam giggled seeing her furrowed brows. She gets exceptionally cute when she is sick. He’d never get tired of looking after her.

He sat beside her. "Here, open your mouth. Say Ahh!"

"Shoo," Rory slapped his hand as he tried to grab her jaw. She doesn’t want to be force-fed those stupid pills.

"You can swallow it all in just one gulp. It’s easy. Here," Liam patiently convinced her. He was relaxed seeing her acting as usual with him.

Seriously, his Cherry will not swallow pills as if it is good for her. The one who swallowed the pill earlier must have been possessed by some ghost.

This cute woman with the mesmerizing pout—the one who hates to swallow pills... She is my Cherry!

"You want me to swallow?" Rory sprang up and sat crossing her legs facing him.

Liam almost dropped the water glass he had in his hand because of her sudden movement. "I do," he answered her. He knew he will have to "convince" her for at least ten minutes before she gives up and swallows the pills. And he eagerly waited to cajole her.

He loved coaxing and placating her.

Liam squinted his eyes seeing the smirk on her face. Before he could guess what she is up to, her fingers hooked on the waistband of his briefs.

"Put it in my mouth," she said and wetted her lower lip as her finger tried to pull down his briefs. She was not thinking properly. Her brain was sleeping not doing its job and she just did what she pleased to do.

"What?" Liam thought he is understanding wrong. Surely she is not suggesting what he thinks she is suggesting, right? Yes, that would be impossible.

She probably asks me to pop the pills in her mouth and not my d*ck, right?

"Here," he took one of the pills closer to her mouth.

"Not that," Rory pushed his hand away. "That..." she pointed at his crotch. "Give me that!" she tried to pull down his briefs.

"Cherry..." Liam gulped.