Addicted After Marriage: Marrying My Abstinent Boss-Chapter 56: Misplaced Affection

She arrived on the first floor.

There were police cars and an ambulance parked at the entrance.

Ethan Sinclair was already waiting by the ambulance.

The medical staff were stopping Evan Coleman’s bleeding.

But because the pen had pierced through his palm, it could only be removed with surgery at the hospital.

There weren’t many people in the first-floor lobby, just two receptionists taking photos with their phones.

"Do you have any wet wipes?" Sophia Lowell calmly knocked on the front desk.

The two gossiping onlookers hastily pulled a pack out from the drawer.

Sophia tossed a "thank you" and took the wet wipes away.

Sophia ran over, "Zane."

"!!" Someone actually called the boss by his full name in the company.

The gossip was getting juicier...

In December, the air outside was dry and cold.

Yet Zane Sterling stood at the entrance, unfazed.

Seeing Sophia run down holding his coat, the look in his glasses instantly became clear.

"Are you hurt?" She pulled his arm and looked him over.

Zane slightly opened his hand, turned it around to show her he was fine.

She breathed a sigh of relief, took out a wet wipe, and wiped the blood from his chest.

"Aren’t you afraid of others finding out?" He chuckled, watching her small hand wipe over his abs, his Adam’s apple bobbing unconsciously.

"Then clean it yourself." She furrowed her brows, looking up at him.

"Whatever you say." He smiled.

Sophia really wanted to slap him twice.

There wasn’t much blood on him, so it was quickly cleaned off, but there was still a slight bloody smell.

"Put your clothes on."

"I don’t need to, they’re dirty." Zane looked at the white shirt.

"Not listening?"

"No..."

"Putting it on or not?"

"... Putting it on."

Zane obediently followed.

Ethan on the side was stunned, then chuckled to himself.

The first time seeing the boss so humble.

Who would have thought a tough guy could be tamed like this, seems like trained pretty well.

Sophia pulled out the shirt, helped him put it on, unhesitatingly buttoned it up for him, and finally put on the coat.

This man actually refused to wear clothes just to avoid dirtying his shirt.

Everything was exposed for people to see!

In this winter weather, he should really be left to freeze a bit.

"I need to go to the police station." Zane said.

"I’ll go with you."

"Okay."

She took the wet wipes, returned to the front desk, returned the unused wipes, and instructed them not to post the photos online.

The two didn’t dare to make a sound, only complied.

After all, he was their boss, it’s fine to gossip but not to spread it wildly.

Ethan followed the ambulance to the hospital, while Zane got into the police car.

Sophia headed to the basement to drive herself there.

——

At the police station, Zane admitted to injuring Evan Coleman.

Now it depended on Evan’s statement; if he pursued it, Zane would be held accountable.

If not, it would be easier to resolve.

Sophia sat outside, anxious.

This man surely knew about Evan’s actions toward her.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be this angry.

She clenched her hands together, feeling guilty.

Six o’clock.

Evan showed up at the police station.

The bandage on his hand was wrapped round and round, looking like a big pork hoof.

According to Ethan, fortunately, Zane was precise, inserting between the bones, otherwise, his hand might have been useless.

Less than ten minutes later, Zane was released.

Sophia was bewildered; Evan actually didn’t hold Zane accountable, just claiming it was a misunderstanding and ended the matter hastily.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, her hands were still trembling, unable to start the car.

"I’ll drive." Zane in the passenger seat glanced at her, seeing she was really scared this time.

He got up, moved to the driver’s seat, and led her to the passenger seat.

Wearing a black coat, Zane sat in the pink driver’s seat without any sense of incongruity.

Looked a bit girly.

"Such a small courage, and yet you followed me here?"

"If you ended up in there, I’d really be a widow." She murmured.

Zane burst out laughing.

"You really don’t know your husband at all." He teased.

"But you can’t just cripple his hand because he pulled me." Sophia was a little angry.

Tim Sawyer had already told Zane about Evan early on, but Zane hadn’t responded.

For a while, Sophia felt disheartened, thinking he was a cold-blooded animal.

"That’s one thing, but I wouldn’t be stupid enough to take revenge in that way."

"Then why? Why didn’t Evan press charges?"

"He embezzled over two million in public funds, crippling his hand is to teach him a lesson." He pulled out a reason.

"..."

She was stunned for two seconds.

Apparently, Sophia misunderstood, thinking it was done to vent for her.

Unexpectedly, it was because of the public funds.

Also, if he wanted to take revenge, he would have acted the night he knew about the incident; why wait until now.

Besides, two million is no small amount.

She turned her head, looked out the window, leaving only her back to him.

Feeling very sad inside.

Zane glanced at her, feeling she had changed.

As if he saw her starting to care about him.

Ripples surfaced in his heart.

The car drove back to the villa.

Bianca White had already delivered the clothes for the CEO’s office.

Looking at her, Sophia felt she was like a tool person, appearing when needed and disappearing without a trace when not.

"Ma’am, your and Mr. Sterling’s clothes have been put in the room."

"Okay, thank you." With that, she lay on the couch, trying to calm herself down.

The scene just now was indeed thrilling, at that moment she was nervous, she was scared.

Afraid something would happen to him.

There were also indescribable feelings inside.

She felt as if she cared a bit about his thoughts.

Especially regarding Evan’s matter...

She stretched out her slender hand, examining it earnestly.

When she wiped him down earlier, she didn’t even remember what she did.

Such a great body right in front of her, yet she didn’t notice a thing, just focused on wiping.

Tight eight-pack abs, sexy V-line, well-defined waist and abdomen...

Thinking back now, her whole face turned red.

"Sinful..." She covered her head with a pillow.

Zane, who had just walked in, lifted his lips to look at her, then headed upstairs to shower.

After a while, she slowly got up.

Thinking about having to attend a banquet with him tonight, she quickly went upstairs to get ready.

Opening the door, she was instantly faced with a scene that made her blush.

"!!" She quickly turned to leave, only to bump into the door. "Ah!"

Her forehead hit the door, and the door closed back.

"Ouch—" Her fair fingers rubbed her brow, not daring to move behind the door.

He was changing clothes!

Not even wearing underwear...

But—really...

What an amazing body.

Eight or six pack abs? Couldn’t see clearly.

Anyway, there were many packs.

The chest muscles were even more robust and impressive.

Even the biceps on his arms seemed so ~attractive~

Who would’ve thought that under those clothes, he had such an amazing body.

Zane looked over, chuckling lightly.

He put on his pants, walking towards her.

"Wifey, what are you shy about?!" His voice got closer and closer.

Even his breathing could faintly be heard, hot breath spraying all over her face.

"I’m sorry! I’m sorry! How about you change first, and I’ll come in later."