His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1262 She Woke Up

"Fine. Now that you've shown your sincerity, Rachel, I'll sign the contract. I hope you won't let me

down."

Alan handed the contract to Rachel after he signed it. She put it inside her handbag gingerly. Finally,

she felt relieved.

Busy with her own thoughts, Rachel was caught surprised when Alan pulled her to his chest and

whispered in her ear, "Ms. Bai, how about we go somewhere to have some fun?" he offered, flirting.

She didn't think twice. She held onto his arm and allowed him to lead her out of the booth.

The suite had a luxurious double bed along with a stylish modern decor, a high ceiling and a large

window. A large-screen HDTV was set in the living room. There was also a chic bathroom and a

kitchenette with fridge, microwave oven and dishwasher. The scent of lavender filled the room. A tower

floor lamp provided a gentle glow and some accent lighting in the room.

As soon as he opened the door, Alan put his fat hand into Rachel's bra. When he touched her plump,

soft breast, he yield to the desire.

If there hadn't been many people in the hallway, he would have already made love to this hot girl right

then and there.

As they entered the room, Alan gave the door a kick and it closed with a thump. He lifted Rachel to his

chest and threw her on the soft, large double bed.

Caught off guard, Rachel hit the bed hard and felt dizzy. As she was about to get up, Alan pounced on

her.

The man was fat and with his body on top of her, she was unable to move an inch and had difficulty

breathing normally.

"My little pretty!" Alan let out a nasty grin as he lowered his head to kiss her smooth neck.

Upon seeing this, Rachel shivered with fear. It was not her first time to be in a hotel with a man.

Sometimes, she was good at such a situation. But at this moment, she felt a strong disgusting feeling

rise in her heart.

Rachel used all of her might to push the Alan slightly away from her. "Wait!" she gasped.

"What? Are you planning to back out now after I signed the contract?" Alan asked menacingly,

narrowing his eyes at the woman under him and looking displeased.

'I was about to have some fun, but she stopped me. Damn it!' he cursed inwardly, basking in anger. He

was not about to let her go.

Taking notice of the sullen look on his face, Rachel drew an enticing smile and said coquettishly, "Don't

get me wrong, Mr. Zhao. I..." She then looked down at her clothes and continued, "I haven't taken a

bath yet. I'm all sweaty. I feel uncomfortable. So I want to..."

"Take a shower, right?" Alan finished her sentence. With a gasp, Alan gave her breast a hard pinch and

agreed, "Fine. Be quick."

As the weight of the man left her body, Rachel endured great pain to pull herself up from the bed. Alan

sat on the bed and watched her. When she walked past him, the latter pinched her waist again.

'This damn dirty old man! I'll make him pay for this someday, ' she cursed silently.

Rachel turned to ogle Alan and said sweetly, "Wait for me, honey. I'll make it really quick." She winked

and saw his eyes glistening with excitement.

She dashed into the bathroom as she held her breath and locked the door. Leaning against the glass

door, she took a long breath and patted her chest to control the sickness which took over her.

Looking at herself through the mirror, she noticed that her face was pale. She opened the tap and

washed her face with cold water.

'Is that panic-stricken woman in the mirror my reflection?

For the sake of my company and a better life in the near future, sleeping with this man is not a big deal.

Now that I can't get my beloved man back, it doesn't matter who I make love to anymore.

At least I can get a handsome profit from the contract that he signed.

In other words, Alan is my benefactor. This way, I shouldn't feel any disgust, ' Rachel convinced herself.

When she felt better, she started taking a hot bath.

As the tepid water fell on her body, she felt much warmer. Her pale skin turned pink, making her look

more adorable and sexier. She felt that she was glowing again.

As soon as she was done, she opened the door and peeked outside. She immediately met Alan's keen

and greedy eyes.

"Would you like to get in and grab a shower too?" Rachel inquired with a slight smile. She saw that his

eyes bulged as he stared at her.

His eyes glued on her as if she was his prey. She only wore a bath towel and most of her smooth skin

was exposed to air. If she was not mistaken, the thousand things he had running on his head were all

nasty thoughts.

'You are really one hot woman, Rachel. I just can't resist your temptation, ' he thought.

Alan swallowed his saliva, and then sprinted to the bathroom and locked the door.

Watching him step inside, Rachel suntered to the bed and caught a glimpse of Alan's cellphone. A few

seconds after, Rachel heard the sound of the shower.

As a thought occurred to her, she picked up his phone and started to navigate through its menu.

She opened the messages and was taken aback by her new discoveries.

'It turns out Alan has saved some confidential information on his phone, including the record about him

giving commission to the business manager of the Goldstar Company privately. Now this one is juicy.

He is also involved in smuggling. If the smuggled goods got discovered by customs, he would go to jail,

' she analyzed.

Rachel was overjoyed at the accidental discoveries she found. 'I can't believe that I found Alan's

secrets. What a lucky day! I should save a copy of these. I might need them one day.'

At the thought of this, she caught a glimpse of the bathroom door. She could still hear the shower and

Alan whistling a happy tune from inside the bathroom. She whipped out her phone and took lots of

pictures of the messages on Alan's phone.

Once done, she then put his phone back to where it had been, and dried her dripping hair.

The moment Alan got out, he strode towards Rachel and touched her soft slender waist. His cold hand

from the shower met her warm soft skin.

"You skin...is so smooth," he commented. "How did you take care of your skin? Do you have any good

advice on skin care management?" Alan praised seductively, leaning forward her earlobe. She felt his

warm breath inside her ears.

Alan's gentle behavior made her heart skip a beat. Perhaps she hadn't touched men for a long time,

and that was why she was turned on by such a simple act.

"Hmm..." A moan came out of her red lips as the man's hand kept moving on her body. His touch

suddenly felt like current flowing on her warm skin.

Alan knew it was the best time to take her. He could tell she wanted it as much as he did. Her breathing

was now uneven as his hand continued to caress her. Wasting no time, he carried her to the bed and This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

pressed up against her. He started kissing her slowly, teasing her. It only took a few moments before he

had her wildly responding to his actions. Soon their moans and heavy breaths filled the entire room.

In one of the best VIP wards

Melissa was still in a coma. Charles had been seated at her bedside since she was transferred to the

ward.

When Sheryl opened the door, she caught sight of Charles with a distressed face. Leaning against the

chair, he looked dispirited and frustrated with his eyes slightly closed. She could tell he had not gotten

enough rest.

Standing at the door, she walked quietly to avoid waking him up.

She felt heartbroken seeing her husband in such low spirits.

'Since he returned from abroad, he hasn't taken any breaks. His mother fell off the staircase and hasn't

woken up yet. No doubt he is physically and mentally exhausted, ' she thought.

With a lunch box in her hand, Sheryl tiptoed to the bed. She took the soup, dishes and rice out of it and

quietly laid them on the table. Charles opened his heavy eyes. Noticing Sheryl immediately, he turned

to her.

"What time is it?" he asked, rubbing his temple.

"Half past eleven," Sheryl replied. "Come here and eat some. You haven't eaten anything the entire

day. You'll be worn out if you don't eat anything."

Without saying a word, he cast his unconscious mother a glance, got up and walked up to Sheryl. He

indeed felt tired and hungry.

The couple ate together silently. Sheryl didn't utter a word because her heart felt heavy after what had

happened. Charles, on the other hand, didn't want to talk about it.

They were almost done with their meals when a weak voice reached their ears.

"Charles..." Melissa called weakly.

'She finally woke up, ' Sheryl thought in disbelief.