Mr. CEO's Young Mistress novel Chapter 39

Leonard pressed his lips against Sharon for a while, his eyes darkening.

He brushed her cheek and ear with his knuckles and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to bed."

Sharon immediately got up and left the dining area.

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Sharon entered her room, closed the door, and immediately leaned her back against the door and tilted her head back.

She placed a hand over her pounding heart. 

She could still taste the lingering bitterness of the nicotine. It was bewitching, and it tempted her, just like he did to her.  

Sharon shut her eyes close and tried to stop herself from thinking any further. 

......

It was a Saturday, so Sharon did not need to wake up early.

On most weekends, Kelley would just let Sharon sleep in and replenish her energy, just as she'd been told to do so. 

...

Sharon had configured her phone to turn on automatically at ten in the morning. 

Soon after her phone started up, Melanie called. 

Sharon ignored the first two calls and pretended to not hear them by covering her head with her blanket. 

She had planned to sleep until noon, so nothing could wake her up before that. 

While Sharon tried to stand her ground, Melanie was much more persistent. 

Unable to pretend any longer, she yanked the blanket down and sat up. She ran a frustrated hand through her hair and glared at the phone on top of the bedside table. 

Sharon controlled the urge to swear by taking in a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She reached out to grab her phone, glanced at the screen, and picked up. She said through clenched teeth, "It'd better be something serious, or else..."

...

"What? It's already over ten. Don't tell me you're still in bed? Geez, I sure envy you!" Melanie's voice chirped loudly. Shaon could hear the sounds of a noisy crowd behind her. 

Sharon collapsed onto her bed, her jaw tight. She glared at the ceiling, her eyes full of resentment. "You envy me for being woken up by someone spamming me with calls after finally getting a day to sleep in?" 

Melanie grinned. "It would be a pity to waste so much time on sleeping."

"I beg to differ." Sharon retorted.

"Oh, stop whining. I'm waiting for you at Eastciti Street. Hurry," Melanie said.

Sharon frowned. "What for?"

"Must I need a reason to ask you out?" Melanie snorted. 

"Aren't you working part-time today?" Sharon tousled her hair and sat up with a huff of annoyance. 

With just a call, Sharon had lost all of her drowsiness, so she might as well just get up and go out. 

...

...

Sharon got out of bed and lowered her phone to put it on speaker. 

"I have a night shift today, so I can have fun with you right now," Melanie replied. 

"Don't drag me into your fun." Sharon retorted as she headed into the bathroom. 

"Nuh-uh, no can do. You're my best friend. Anyway, the more the merrier." Melanie grinned cheekily.

Sharon rolled her eyes.

She placed her phone on the countertop beside the sink, retrieved a cup and electric toothbrush from the shelf, and began brushing her teeth. 

"Sharon, guess who I saw when I was shopping?"

Since she was gargling, Sharon merely responded with a gurgle.

But Melanie knew Sharon well enough to guess what she had said. "It was Simon. He was walking with a chick and holding her bags. What a gentleman."

Sharon replied with more gurgling. 

"No, she's not from our school. But from the looks of things, I'd say that they're quite close to each other," Melanie said. 

Sharon spit out the remaining water in her mouth and said, "Maybe it's his girlfriend."

Melanie clicked her tongue. "I don't know, but she sure is good-looking. Of course, not as much as you."

"Why, thank you." Sharon grinned. 

"Humph." Melanie snorted with a smile. "Well, my eyes are never wrong. On a side note, didn't you feel anything different when I told you he was hanging out with another girl?"

"Why should I? They should be the ones who have feelings, right?" Sharon squeezed out some facial cleanser onto her hands and started washing her face. 

"Aw, we're friends, so you needn't hold back. Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Melanie cooed.

Sharon ignored her. She turned on the tap and washed off the cleanser. Grabbing a towel to pat her face dry, she headed out of the bathroom and to her closet with her phone in hand. 

"Are you crying?"

Hearing silence from Sharon's end of the phone, Melanie's voice was expectant and eager.

Sharon said nothing, exasperated.

She couldn't decide whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to have a bestie who acted cold to others but was bubbly when with her.