Chapter 183 Bitten By Myself

After rating, Beatrice took her medicine as instructed by the doctor and then the lay down on the hed feeling drowy.

I fainly heard Monica saying she was going back to the hotel, and the nodded before falling asleep

But for some reason, she always felt like someone was seating at her by the bed She squinted her eyes and took a glance, then turned over

The next second, she suddenly opened her eyes and jumped up from the bed, turning her head to glare at the man beside the bed.

"Uncle Caden, it's very late now. What do you want from me?

Have you eaten? Caden asked in a low voice.

"Eat..."

Beatrice was about to say that she had already eaten when Keith, who was behind Caden, raised the bag in his hand and winked.

"Ms. Lindsey! Burlington's specialty snacks, Mr. Caden hasn't eaten them yet, so he brought them specially to eat with you."

Considering Beatrice's penchant for singing in a contrarian manner.

Keith implied that he might as well be explicit.

Beatrice pulled the blanket on her body and pretended not to see: "I won't eat, let Uncle Caden take it over and eat with Madelynn, she loves to eat." Caden is now sitting in a wheelchair, and she is not afraid of what he might da

Just as she finished speaking, the surrounding air seemed to freeze all of a sudden, feeling stuffy.

"She went back. You accompany me for a meal, Caden waved his hand at Keith.

Keith immediately walked over TO the small table and placed the food Beatrice shrank at the head of the bed, her face turning a shade paler. Madelynn left, I was just using her for entertainment.

Seeing her unmoving, Caden's gaze deepened slightly, "I saved you, and this is your attitude?"

Beatrice interrupted, "I know, I'll accompany you for dinner."

She lifted the covers and got out of bed, sitting in front of the table, stuffing food into her mouth like a puppet.

Seeing this, Caden pursed his lips, his gaze turning cold as he tightly grasped her wrist, saying, "If you don't like it, then don't eat it.

"I didn't care."

Beatrice continued to eat, bowing her head.

Because I had stuffed too much in my mouth, the swollen area on my cheek was also throbbing with a burning sensation.

But she still didn't stop eating, she just felt frustrated inside.

Why did everyone have to force her?

With a loud bang. Caden abruptly dropped his fork before he even took a bite, forcefully pulling her towards him and seating her on his lap.

Thinking about his legs, Beatrice struggled to get up.

However, the body was tightly held in the strong arms and couldn't move.

Beatrice had to speak up and remind, "Uncle Caden, your leg."

Caden held her tightly, his voice sounding somewhat cold and hoarse: "So, you actually knew. Try moving again."

Beatrice wanted to

wanted to try, but the man's body

try, but the man's body beneath her was extremely tense.

They had been married for eight years in their past life, so she understood his changes. She turned her head to look at him, a light mist covering her eyes, hiding her thoughts and making her hesitant to speak. "You.."

"What?"

Caden's deep black eyes gazed at Beatrice.

She was a little clever, but she couldn't hide it well. Her small emotions would always be revealed through those clear eyes.

Stubborn and embarrassed.

Every time like this, the eyes were misty, making the already delicate and beautiful face even more intriguing, as if everyone looked like they were enchanting.

But now, he also had no interest in appreciating beauty.

After seeing her face clearly, his body gradually calmed down.

When I raised my hand to approach her, she frowned and dodged, intentionally turning away from her injured face..

Caden turned back, holding her chin, fully exposing her swollen half face under the light. Clear palm prints, with tiny blood vessels beneath the skin.noveldrama

His gaze grew colder and colder, just as it was about to touch, Beatrice pressed his hand.

"Stop looking."

"Did you apply the ointment?"

Caden pulled her closer.

Beatrice didn't speak

In order not to worry Monica, she insisted that it didn't hurt and applied an ice pack for half an hour before going to sleep.

Caden saw through her thoughts and glanced at Keith by the door.

Keith immediately left the room.

Beatrice wanted to get off his lap, but he turned the wheelchair and she got stuck between the

table and him.

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In an instant, the man's warm chest pressed against her.

The scorching breath sprayed onto her cheeks, making her already hot face even hotter. In his ear was his slightly hoarse voice: "Have you eaten enough?" Beatrice nodded, "You eat."

"I didn't like it."

Why did he still buy so much?

Beatrice carefully looked at the food on the table, all of which she hadn't eaten at the night market that day.

She was startled and instinctively turned her head to look at Caden.

Just as she met his deep and mysterious gaze, she saw the unhidden passion in the depths of his

eyes.

Beatrice's breath hitched, feeling

like she was being hunted.

She felt inexplicably nervous and pursed her lips, saying, "Then I'll get you some other takeout." She tried to get up, but suddenly her head was held and pressed in front of Caden. The man fixed his gaze on her eyes and whispered, "I'll do it myself." Beatrice was pressed against his lips without. any resistance.

He lightly pecked twice, but it wasn't enough. He pressed harder to deepen the kiss.

At that moment, Keith knocked on the door three times.

Beatrice was in a panic and raised her hand to push Caden.

He, however, held her even tighter, with no intention of letting go.

Keith also did not knock on the door again.

He definitely guessed what it was.

After a while, Keith knocked on the door again.

"Mr. Caden, um... Brend has arrived."

The implicit meaning was that he couldn't resist

anymore.

Brend was not very bright, and if there was a door, he would definitely barge in without any guarantee of what he would see.

to of her.

Beatrice, even more embarrassed, bit Caden when she heard it, and only then did he let go

She took a deep breath, pushed the wheelchair aside, and stood up. However, the ground beneath her was still scorching hot, especially making her feel that Caden might have... Thinking, she glanced at Caden's pants.

Caden muttered, "Keep watching."

Beatrice was caught red-handed and immediately turned around.

Just the door opened, Brend Brend was still cheerful: "Ms. Lindsey, were you reflecting on

Brend and Keith entered one after the other.j

you reflecting on your actions?

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Beatrice looked up and stared at the big white wall in front of her, gritted her teeth, and turned

back.

Fortunately,

Caden had already used the table

block his lower body.

He glanced at Keith.

Keith immediately interrupted Brend's teasing and said, "The medicine is here, just in time for Dr. Goodman to see Ms. Lindsey's condition."

Upon hearing about the doctor's visit, Brend chuckled and approached Beatrice.

He had never been so close to Beatrice before, and his heart was pounding

He had always known that Beatrice was devastatingly beautiful, but he never expected her to be so stunning up close, to the point where he himself was mesmerized by her appearance. "Cough... Cough..." Caden coughed twice. "How are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just a little swollen. Just apply some ointment." Brend looked at Caden and happened to notice a hint of red on his lips. "What happened to your mouth? Did you get hit too? Caden raised his hand and wiped his lips, saying, "I bit it."

Beatrice kicked him in his wheelchair.

Caden squinted his eyes and said lightly, "Eating, bite it yourself."

Brend and Keith glanced at each other for a few seconds, holding back their laughter.

Seeing this, Beatrice felt so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and hide.

Brend continued, "By the way, why did you urgently ask me to come to Burlington? Isn't your niece at home perfectly fine?"

Caden's eyes darkened slightly as he pulled out a room key from his pocket

"You went and have a look."