Unrestrained Love with CEO Daddy

Today was the miss of Green Family, Jessica Green's 22nd birthday.

Xenia Jones missed Jessica Green's life-saving favor and came to the Green Family early to congratulate her.

However, Madam of the Green Family, Jane Black, was worried that if the guests knew Xenia Jones's identity, it would let her lose face in the upper class.

Thus, she asked Xenia Jones to help in the kitchen and did not allow her to step into the lobby.

Let alone they had an important guest today.

Jessica Green's boyfriend.

The Master of the Sterling's Group who was mysterious to everyone--

James Sterling.

Xenia Jones stood by the pool, looking at the cups piled up like a hill, and looked down at her hands.

Her hands were beautiful.

The ten fingers were slender, and the skin was fair and delicate, just like the finest suet-jade.

She asked Aunt Hill who came in with the fruit plate, "Are there any plastic gloves?"

Aunt Hill glanced at her, and found a pair of gloves from the drawer on the side, threw them on the cooking table, and walked out of the kitchen with the fruit plate.

In a direction that Xenia Jones couldn't see, she pouted, "The country girl even cherishes herself so much!"

The lively birthday banquet lasted until one o'clock in the morning.

Xenia Jones was a bit dizzy and wanted to go home, but Jane Black insisted on her staying.

The light in the guest room seemed to have broken.

She couldn't turn on it in any way.

Her dizziness was getting worse, and the body became hot and uncomfortable.

She didn't know what had happened to her!

She took off her clothes, groped to the bathroom, and wanted to take a shower.

Suddenly, her waist was tightened and somebody hugged her from the back.

"Ah......"

"Who?"

She screamed and couldn't help struggling.

The man was very strong and hot, and his lips were close to her soft auricles, breathing hotly and heavily.

He murmured hoarsely.

"Jessica..."

It was painful.

......

Early in the morning.

Xenia Jones was awakened by a sharp, harsh voice.

"Xenia Jones, you even have done such a shameless thing!"

"Are you worthy of Jessica's favor to you?"

Jane Black rushed to hit Xenia Jones but was stopped by Jessica Green.

"Aunt Black...forget it!" Jessica Green cried with red eyes and glanced at Xenia Jones with a resentful glance, she was choked with sobs.

"I think Xenia ... Xenia wasn't intentional! Last night everyone drank the wine, so they...so..."

Jessica Green wept.

Xenia Jones held her head and the headache almost tore her head apart.

She only vaguely remembered that a man suddenly rushed out from the room that Jane Black arranged for her last night.

As for what had happened later, she had no memory.

But now the pain on her body, and the white and purple bruises on the white jade skin, all declared the madness of last night.

Xenia Jones was startled and clutched the quilt.

"Who...who?"

"You are so shameless to ask!"

Jane Black scolded Xenia Jones angrily. After softly comforting Jessica Green to go out first, she shut the door heavily.

"Mom......"

Xenia Jones said weakly, and her big beautiful eyes were full of water mist.

"What happened!"

Jane Black said nothing but handed two pills to Xenia Jones.

"What are these?"

"Master Sterling is Jessica's mam! You can't be pregnant."

" Master Sterling? James Sterling!"

Xenia Jones was shocked.

How could it be him?

"He is Miss Green's boyfriend! How could he do this to me..."

"Because you are shameless!"

"I didn't! I was not voluntary!"

She was forced by that man.

"It was you who went to the wrong room!"

"What? The wrong room!" Xenia Jones was horrified.

Jane Black took a deep breath, trying to soften her voice as much as possible.

"Xenia, Jessica did a favor to you. She loves Master Sterling very much. You have to know to be grateful! You can't ruin Jessica's happiness for her whole life!"

"Fortunately, Master Sterling thought you were Jessica last night."

"You are my biological mother. Your daughter's virgin was taken away last night..."

"I'm Madam Green now!" Jane Black suddenly exclaimed and put the tablets impatiently in the hands of Xenia Jones.

"Hurry up and take the medicine! Don't show up in front of Master Sterling and Jessica again! And don't come to me again!"

Xenia Jones looked at the little pink pills in her palm, and a self-mocking smirk appeared on her lips.

She put the pills in her mouth and swallowed bitterly.

Putting on clothes silently, she left the Green Family in despair.

It's still cold in February.

There were thin snowflakes floating in the sky, curled up by the cold wind, and sneaked directly into the neck.

Xenia Jones stopped beside the trash can outside Madam Green's door.

Looking into the trash can, there was a piece of white sheets that had been thrown away. There was a harsh red on it, which hurt her heart again.

Aunt Hill threw out a painting, and just saw Xenia Jones. She rolled her eyes, snorted, and turned back to the Green Family.

That picture...

It was the birthday present she brought to Jessica Green yesterday.

Now it looked like garbage and was thrown in the mud of the snowstorm.

A drop of tears finally slipped from the corner of her eye, the cold wind blew and brought her stinging pain.

Xenia Jones walked aimlessly down the street.

The hurried crowd around stopped suddenly and looked up at the huge display outside the mall.

There were exclamations around.

"Wow, Master Sterling proposed to Jessica Green! It was so romantic..."

"Jessica Green should be so happy!"

"The 'Heart of the Sea' is so scary, it was the invaluable treasure that only a few exist in the world!"

Xenia Jones wiped off the tears on her face and looked up at the large screen opposite.

In the whirling snow, the screen clearly said:

"The Master James Sterling of the Sterling's Group proposed to Jessica Green, the daughter of a real estate magnate."

There were no James Sterling or Jessica Green's figures on the screen, but only a microblog screenshot of Jessica Green's birthday feast.

Roses, cakes, wine, and a sapphire necklace.

That sapphire necklace was the world-renowned "Heart of the Sea".

There was also a sentence on the picture.

"Thank you for traveling a long distance to come back from abroad to celebrate my birthday. Only love you."

And it was inscribed by one character: "Jessica".

Between the lines, it was so sweet that would make others full of envy.

Even Dorothy Bird, the best friend of Xenia Jones, called and asked Xenia Jones who had attended Jessica Green's birthday banquet last night about whether she had witnessed the proposal.

"Xenia? Why don't you speak?"

From the other side of the phone, Dorothy Bird's clear voice laughed infectiously.

"Hahaha... didn't you be fascinated by the handsome Master Sterling?"

"I didn't see it clearly," Xenia Jones said briefly.

"What? Didn't see it clearly? He's so handsome but you didn't see clearly! Are you blind..."

"Dorothy, I have to go to see my grandma in the hospital."

Xenia Jones did not wait for Dorothy Bird to finish speaking but hung up the phone, and walked to the hospital not far away.

Last night, she only glanced at the man from afar.

He's really handsome and tall.

There was a cold momentum surrounding him that rejected others afar, and he looked unscrupulous.

The indifferent eyes were lazy and distracted as if looking impatiently at anyone, which was arrogant and frightening.

At that time, a guest wanted to say hello to him and build a relationship. He totally ignored but lazily sat on the sofa and played his mobile phone. No one dared to approach him within three meters.

Later, Xenia Jones did not know whether James Sterling had proposed to Jessica Green or not.

She had been helping in the kitchen all the time and did not go to the front lobby.

At this time, a black Maybach slowly parked in the hospital parking lot in the whirling snow.

The window slid down, revealing the handsome profile of the man.

He had long thick eyelashes, which surrounded a pair of cold pupils. Through the windy snow, he looked at the large screen opposite.

"Propose?"

He twitched his thin lips and raised a cold and evil arc.

"Why don't I know?"

John Smith, who drove in the front, asked carefully, "Master, do you need me to handle this?"

"No need."

James Sterling lit a cigarette and took a puff, his voice was unconcerned and casual, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with himself.

"Having dated for three years, propose is not a big deal."

Jessica Green was not bad. She was beautiful and gentle, good to him, and very obedient.

And since he had slept with her, he needed to be responsible.

James Sterling lazily rested his hand on the window of the car, holding a cigarette, he puffed out of the window.

In the white smoke, a petite figure jumped into his eyes.

The girl was in a white overcoat and a light-colored scarf, her dark, long hair fluttered gently in the snow, exposing her excessively fair profile.

She looked pretty.

Especially the skin was white enough.

It looked like white milk, with a light fluorescence.

James Sterling bit his cigarette butt and couldn't help but look at her for more than one glance. His black brows slightly congregated.

She looked a little familiar as if he had seen her somewhere.

He was about to look more carefully but the girl had already entered the hospital.

James Sterling threw away the cigarette butt and swept away the snowflakes that did not exist on the cuff. "What about the two things that I've asked you to investigate?"

"I've checked all the guests who attended the birthday party last night. But nobody was suspicious." John Smith said.

James Sterling frowned.

Then who put drugs into his drinks?

What's the purpose?

"And that picture..." John Smith's voice lowered a little, "I didn't find out who gave it! I checked the gift list, but no one sent Miss Green the paint."

James Sterling stroked the silver ring on his middle finger. "But the painting did appear in the birthday gift area."

John Smith wondered, "Master, is there anything wrong with that painting?"

There was a little impatience in James Sterling's tone, and his brows were heavily knitted.

"You go to the dean of the hospital first."

"Yes." Then John Smith asked again, "What about the painting?"

"Keep investigating!"

Xenia Jones walked into the hospital. She first went to the cashier's desk and asked her grandma's hospitalization expenses.

"Thirty-five thousand! So much!"

The female cashier was very fat, ponytailed, and glanced at Xenia Jones.

"These are just upfront costs! The later recovery costs will be more!"

The female cashier knocked on the glass window, "When will the patient's arrears be paid?"

Xenia Jones held her empty wallet and kept silent for two seconds.

"After two days, they will all be paid."

After that, she turned around and went to the elevator.

There was a low sarcasm from the female cashier behind her, "Don't come here for treatment if you have no money!"

Xenia Jones stood still and looked back.

Her eyes were calm, without the slightest ripples, but let the female cashier's heart feel chilly.

"I wish you a healthy family who will never get sick!" Xenia Jones said slowly.

The female cashier was very angry, but did not dare to say anything more, and shaking the bills in her hand to continue working.

Tina Well lay weakly on the bed, but when Xenia Jones came in, she immediately became energetic.

She held Xenia Jones, asking if she wore long johns, and also put Xenia Jones's cold hands into her arms and warmed herself.

Xenia Jones fluttered into her grandmother's arms.

The grievances that she had been forbearing burst out in an instant.

But she didn't cry.

She tried to keep a bright smile and said, "Grandma, you must get better."

Tina Well took out a yellowish passbook from under the pillow. "This is my life-long saving to be the dowry for you. I am old but I still need the operation. Alas ... I don't know if it will be enough for the surgery."

Xenia Jones opened the passbook.

Since the year she was born, grandma had saved money in the passbook every year.

It ranged from a thousand or a few hundred, up to five or six thousand.

In the past 19 years, she had saved 70,000 or 80,000.

Xenia Jones knew that this came from grandma's frugality, the money saved by collecting medicinal herbs in the mountains.

"Wow! So much! It should be enough, and even a little bit more." Xenia Jones said happily.

"It's really enough?" Tina Well was a little unbelieving.

Aunt Hand pushed the door and walked in with the washed clothes, didn't tell the truth but helped Xenia Jones change the topic.

"Grandma Kent in the ward next door is mad again."

"Now, she keeps a group of little nurses again and said her grandson is engaged. The fiancée is beautiful. The family background is fine!"

This Grandma Kent was a celebrity on this floor of brain surgery.

She often pulled people and told them that she had a handsome and excellent grandson, and how capable, young and promising he was, as the perfect male lead in the novel.

When someone asked her his name and what did he do for a living, she couldn't tell.

"No matter how good he is, it is useless. She has been hospitalized for almost half a year and we have never seen a relative of her."

Xenia Jones stayed with her grandmother until eleven o'clock in the evening, and when her grandmother fell asleep, she got up and left.

Usually, at this time, the doctor on duty and the family members of the patients would still come and go in the corridor.

But it was a little strange today.

There was no one in the long corridor!

Even no nurses were on duty.

The extremely bright corridor was quiet and empty, making people feel scared.

Xenia Jones suddenly thought of Aunt Hand's frequent talking about supernatural matters happened in the hospital, and she said that grandmother lived at the end of the corridor, which was most likely to encounter some unclean things.

Xenia Jones's back felt cold, and she subconsciously speeded up her pace.

Just when she was waiting for the elevator.

In the hallway, the stomping of leather shoes on the marble floor sounded.

It sounded one after another, sounded calm, strong, and methodical.

Finally, the footsteps stopped beside her, a little behind.

Xenia Jones didn't know whether it was an illusion, but she felt there was a vulgar gaze staring at her.

Her heart tensed and she looked with the sidelight of her eyes...

The first thing came to her sight was a pair of dark and shiny leather shoes, followed by black trousers, wrapping two long straight legs...

The trousers were actually hand-stitched!

The stitches were particularly noticeable.

In today's society, there were even people who were hand-stitched clothes!

Xenia Jones suddenly thought that a group of people in the hospital did dress like this.

Just...

The group living in the morgue.

And their clothes were also black.

There was a chill coming from the soles of her feet and went straight to the top of her head.

Fortunately, the elevator door opened.

She stepped into the elevator first and pressed the door closing button quickly subconsciously.

Just before the elevator door was about to close, a pale hand reached out through the gap in the door and pulled it open.

"Ah......"

Xenia Jones screamed in exclamation, then slammed back, hitting her back against the elevator wall.

Her horrified gaze fixed on the face of the master of that pale hand.

The features were outstanding, with sharp edges and corners.

Wearing a precious pure black silk shirt, under the illumination of the incandescent light, the handsome face looked cold white like jade and was dazzling.

The man stared at Xenia Jones with directly, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, which were cold and evil. A cynical scorn showed on the corners of his lips.

"Green's little maid?"

His voice was cold and mellow, with a tint of laziness.

"You?"

Xenia Jones carefully looked at him for two seconds.

She felt chocked.

It's James Sterling!

Why did she meet him here?