Mr. CEO's Young Mistress novel Chapter 45

Sharon held her breath and looked at him uncertainly. 

Leonard's lips pursed slightly. Sharon could smell the alcohol from his breath as he looked at her with a determined gaze. He reached out a callused finger and rubbed the furrow in between her brows until they were no longer creased. 

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Although she was no longer frowning on the outside, she still felt a pinch in her heart. "Take a seat. I'll make some tea to sober you up," she said.

Leonard clutched her slender waist tightly. "I'm not drunk," he protested.

Sharon sighed to herself. 

Most of the time, he would only say that when he was already drunk.

But because he had a stronger willpower than most people, along with the aid of his poker face, people usually can't tell. 

"Yes, yes. Well, I want to have some tea, all right?" Sharon looked at him helplessly. 

Leonard stared at her beautiful face and suddenly broke out into a small grin. "Sure, I'll prepare it for you."

Sharon froze at the sight of his smile, and she quickly averted her gaze. "You just came back, so get some rest. I'll do it."

"But I'm not tired." Leonard objected. He grabbed her hand and swiftly pulled her towards the kitchen. 

Sharon rolled her eyes, exasperated. 

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In the kitchen, Sharon watched as Leonard prepared the tea steadily, impressed. 

If she did not know him well enough, she might actually believe that he was not drunk. 

Once the tea was ready, Leonard passed a cup to Sharon, his gaze unbelievably tender. 

Sharon took the cup of tea and leaned against the countertop. She hung her head and watched the steam rising from the hot liquid. She sounded somewhat in disbelief as she said, "Grandpa came by just now."

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"What for?" Leonard looked at her.

"He wanted to know how the preparations for the birthday banquet were coming along. He also asked if we needed any help," Sharon whispered.

Leonard took a sip of his tea. The aroma of the tea permeated his mouth and comforted his dry throat. His voice was husky when he replied, "Everything is going smoothly. All they need to do is attend on time."

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After a pause, Leonard looked at Sharon and said, "The designer will bring your gown tomorrow. There's still time to fix it, so try it on."  

Sharon nodded. "Okay."

"Why didn't you call me?"

The question surprised Sharon. She looked up at Leonard in confusion. "W-What?"

Leonard repeated himself, staring at Sharon unhappily. His eyes were full of dissatisfaction and displeasure.

Sharon sucked in a breath and avoided his gaze.

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In the past, if he hadn't come back by ten o'clock, Sharon was sure to call him up and ask when he'll be back. Even if she was afraid of disturbing him, she would still send him a text.  

However, she did not do that today. 

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Leonard placed the cup on the countertop with a clink and leaned over. 

He plastered himself onto Sharon and looked down at her. "I asked you a question. Why didn't you call me?"

Sharon's hands, holding her teacup, started trembling. 

Sharon lowered her head, careful not to touch his chest. 

"I-I forgot." Sharon whispered in a quiet voice. 

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Leonard said nothing else, but Sharon could feel the surrounding temperature dropping rapidly. 

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Sharon quaked in her shoes, too afraid to say another word. 

After what felt like half a century, he barked out in a deep voice, "Raise your head!" 

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Sharon shrunk back violently, her body shaking. 

Suddenly, her hands were empty as he grabbed her cup and set it on the countertop with a loud clink. 

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Sharon's heart was pounding, but still she kept her head hung low. 

Abruptly, two fingers placed under her chin to lift her head up. 

Sharon's eyes widened, and her eyes darted everywhere but his face. 

Leonard let out a mirthless chuckle. 

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The sound travelled all the way to her feet, and she felt the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. 

When Leonard swiftly covered her lips with his, Sharon flailed her arms around in a panic, accidentally knocking over the cup on the countertop. 

The teacup fell to the floor with a sharp clatter. 

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"Master Leonard—" Sharon exclaimed in a muffled voice.

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Instantly, his lips pressed down harder.