Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me
Vinson nodded coldly and said, “Let’s pay respects to your sister, then.”
Understanding his intentions, Arielle kept the things he brought and led him to the backyard.
Coincidentally, since Henrick had just left, they did not need to pretend anymore. After sending the
housekeepers away, they quickly entered the maid’s room.
Sasha was drinking water inside.
When she heard some noises, she immediately turned to look at the entrance.
Upon seeing that handsome man stride in, Sasha’s eyes lit up as she quickly scrambled to get out of
bed.
“Lay down!” Vinson walked over and pressed her shoulders down.
Thinking that it was still rude of her, Sasha insisted on standing up.
Vinson had no choice but to pass her a pillow and let her continue sitting.
Before she could say anything, tears streamed down her face.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Vinson…” Sasha sobbed. “I couldn’t protect them.”
Although she was a woman, her abilities surpassed that of the other three. Hence, she thought that it
was her responsibility to protect the rest.
Vinson shook his head. “It’s not your fault. My men are looking for Blake too. He’s a smart boy, so I’m
sure that he’ll be fine.”
Sasha nodded, though tears kept gushing out of her eyes. She kept mumbling under her breath, “It’s all
my fault.”
“Sasha.” Vinson repeated solemnly, “I said that it’s not your fault!”
“No…” Sasha shook her head vigorously. “It’s all my fault. I should’ve dragged Blake out… He’s still so
young! Only my death can absolve me from my sins.”
“Shut up!” commanded Vinson grimly. “Your life’s mine. Without my permission, you are not allowed to
say something like that.”
Sasha instinctively fell silent.
Sighing, Vinson said in a gentler tone, “You heard me? Other than me, no one else can take your life
away—not even yourself.”
Sasha nodded and wiped her tears away forcefully.
As Arielle witnessed this scene, an inexplicable feeling rose within her.
For some reason, she felt a little upset.
Hence, she called Larissa over and left the room quietly, leaving some space for Vinson and Sasha.
After Arielle left the room, she raised her head and gazed at the sky. For once, she felt lost.
What’s up with me?
She did not know how much time had passed—it could be ages or merely ten minutes—before Vinson
slowly opened the door behind her.
She turned around subconsciously and heard him say, “Why are you waiting at the entrance? I thought
that you’d left.”
Arielle shook her head. “I have nothing to do now. How’s Sasha? Has she calmed down?”
Vinson mumbled an acknowledgment and said, “I’ll bring her to Carter’s hospital so she won’t trouble you
here.”
When Arielle heard the word ‘trouble’, she paused for a while.
Since when did Vinson start acting so formally toward me?
However, she proceeded to mock herself. We’ve barely known each other for two months. In reality,
we’re just close acquaintances.
To be honest, I don‘t even really know Vinson. All I know is that he loves ravioli.
Arielle cast her gaze downward, feeling frustrated.
After two seconds of silence, she suddenly raised her head and smiled. “Okay, go ahead. The hospital
is more convenient than my place, anyway. She should seek treatment quickly and get discharged
sooner. Her wound mustn‘t be infected anymore.”
When Arielle was speaking, Sasha called out to Vinson.
Oblivious to the complicated look that flashed past Arielle’s eyes,
Vinson turned around and shouted a response to Sasha. Only then did he look at Arielle and excuse
himself, “Let me go in and take a look.”
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