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Chapter 704: Flirting With Boss
Natalya pushed my wheelchair into one of the ground-floor rooms with determined strides, Helen trailing behind us like a nervous shadow. The room was spacious, the late afternoon light filtering through the heavy curtains, casting a warm glow.
Natalya helped me onto the bed, her touch surprisingly gentle despite the storm brewing in her eyes. As she stepped back, she suddenly seemed to realize she was still in her bathrobe, the fabric clinging slightly to her curves. A rare flush crept up her neck as she looked down at herself.
“I’m going to change my clothes,” she muttered, her voice uncharacteristically hesitant. She turned to Helen, her tone shifting to something dangerous, like the edge of a blade. “Call me if he needs anything. Anything at all.”
Helen nodded frantically, her fingers tightening around her medical bag. “Y-yes, ma’am.”
When Natalya left, Helen remained standing awkwardly by the bed, shifting from foot to foot. I sighed, my voice gentle. “Nurse Helen, you can sit down. You don’t have to keep standing there all the time. You must be exhausted.”
Helen shook her head quickly. “No, no, I’m fine, sir. Really.”
I tried to reassure her. “Don’t take Boss’s words to heart. She’s not a bad person. She just… cares deeply about her people. More than she lets on.”
Helen’s face twitched, and I caught the flicker of something in her expression. Using my telepathy, I heard her thoughts:
[Not a bad person? She’s a gangster! Always thinking of killing people! And you’re saying she’s not a bad person? This man is either dumb or pretending to be… That woman is clearly in love with him… Doesn’t he see that? She’s so possessive of him… OMG! But… he’s right about one thing… she does care. More than she should… And he’s so handsome…]
Helen quickly masked her thoughts with a forced smile. “Of course, sir. You’re very kind.”
She cleared her throat, her professional demeanor slipping back into place. “Do you feel any pain or discomfort in your wound, sir? If you do, I can give you some painkillers.”
I shook my head. “No, I feel fine, really.”
Just then, Natalya returned, now dressed in her signature jeans, a high-neck top that hugged her curves, and a leather jacket that made her look every bit the formidable leader she was. “What are you two talking about?” she asked, her eyes flicking between Helen and me with suspicion.
I answered honestly. “Nurse Helen was just asking if I needed painkillers.”
Natalya nodded, then turned her sharp gaze on Helen. “What are you asking him for? Didn’t you read his report? His wound was severe. He must be in pain. Give him some painkillers. And sleeping pills. He needs to rest properly at night.”
Helen shifted uncomfortably. “Miss Natalya, first, let the patient have something to eat. Then he can have those medicines. It’s not good to take them on an empty stomach.”
Natalya nodded curtly and walked out.
When she returned, Polina was with her, carrying a tray with a bowl of steaming soup and a dish filled with lightly seasoned vegetables. Natalya instructed Polina to put the tray on the bed, then helped me sit up, adjusting the pillows behind me with careful hands.
“Let me feed you,” she said, her voice softer but still carrying that underlying command.
I shook my head. “Boss, my arms are fine. And honestly, it isn’t hurting. I can eat myself.”
I looked into her eyes, seeing the dark circles beneath them, the way her usually sharp gaze seemed tired and vulnerable. “Boss, you probably haven’t eaten anything since yesterday, right? Just eat something yourself first.”
Natalya waved a hand dismissively. “You eat first. I’ll eat later.”
I insisted. “No, how can I eat before my boss? It’s not right.”
“I’m not hungry,” Natalya said, but her stomach chose that moment to betray her with a loud, embarrassing growl.
Helen let out a muffled chuckle, quickly covering her mouth as Natalya’s face flushed crimson. I used my telepathy to catch Natalya’s frantic thoughts:
[OMG!! What is happening to me? I’m so embarrassed… Why am I behaving like this? Why am I so worried about what Viper will think of me? I’m his boss! I’m supposed to be in control!]
I coughed lightly to cover the moment, turning to Helen. “Nurse Helen, can you ask someone to bring a plate for the boss? She needs to eat, too.”
Natalya interjected quickly, her voice sharp. “Ask them to put the same thing in my plate as his. I want to see how his food is.”
Helen nodded and left the room. Polina returned shortly with another plate and handed it to Natalya before silently exiting.
I looked at Natalya’s plate, then back at her. “Boss, you’re not sick. Why are you eating this bland food? You should eat something you actually enjoy.”
Natalya scoffed. “Hmph. I’ll eat whatever I want. Don’t tell your boss what to do.”
She took a sip of the soup, then nodded approvingly. “It’s not bad. You should try it too.”
I took a sip as well, and we ate in a comfortable silence, me sitting on the bed and Natalya on the chair beside me. As we ate, I noticed a drop of soup lingering above Natalya’s lips. Without thinking, I reached out and gently wiped it away with my finger.
Natalya’s eyes widened in shock.
I pulled my hand back quickly, pretending to panic. “Boss, I’m sorry. It’s just that there was some soup… above your lips. I didn’t mean to— It won’t happen again.”
Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the tremor beneath it. “Shut up…” she snapped, her face still flushed. “You’re injured… Otherwise I would’ve beaten you up… How dare you touch your boss…”
Natalya’s face turned a deep red, but her thoughts were completely different from her words:
[What is this feeling? Why does my skin burn where he touched me? Why do I want him to do it again? I must be crazy… Yeah, I must be losing my mind…]
[But why does my heart pound when he’s near? Why do I feel this… this need to be close to him?]
[But then why do I get jealous when he even looks at another woman? Why does it feel like my chest is being ripped open?]
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