Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

In order to keep her figure, Scarlett had devised a brand new diet aimed at reducing her belly fat. She had constructed it after doing hours of research on the Internet and consulting with multiple nutritionists. As a result, Scarlett ate her meals separately from everyone else in the household. While they feasted on barbecued meats, lavish cheeses from the south of France, and freshly baked loaves of bread, she ate only the low carb stuff. She made it a point to consume lots of vegetables, especially leafy greens, whole grains like brown rice, quinoa, millet, and beans, and lean meats like organic chicken and fish.

Scarlett’s favorite snack to eat was her homemade makizushi– or rolled sushi. She made hers with brown rice, avocado, carrot, and cucumber as the main ingredients. On rare occasions, she might add a dollop of cream cheese, but she knew that the cream cheese wouldn’t do her any favors in the long run. Francis wasn’t too happy about her sparse, almost Paleolithic diet or fresh fruits and vegetables, but he decided he wouldn’t pick a fight with Scarlett over it.

One afternoon as Scarlett was munching on her sushi roll, her phone suddenly rang. Skyler placed the phone in the crook of her neck so Scarlett could talk on the phone without using her hands. “Hello?” she spoke.

“Is that Miss Morris speaking? It’s me, Damon.” A male voice came from the other side.

When she heard that, Scarlett immediately sat up and took the phone, and said, “Yes, it’s me. Hello, Mr. Kent. How can I help you?”

***

Damon and Scarlett spoke on the phone for a few minutes. Scarlett’s eyebrows furrowed, listening to Damon’s words at the other end of the line. About five minutes into the conversation, Scarlett suddenly jumped up from her chair.

“Is she alright? You’d better calm her down. I’m on my way right now!” Scarlett said, worried. “You should’ve led with that, Damon! Why did you take a whole five minutes to tell me this?”

Meanwhile, Chuck was at the table eating some stir-fried beef and broccoli with yakisoba. He stared at Scarlett and asked, “Where do you think you’re going eight months pregnant, missy? Doesn’t sound like the greatest idea to me….”

Scarlett hung up the phone and pulled Chuck to stand up. She said anxiously, “Eve jumped from the 25th floor of a building, Chuck. Thanks for the sarcastic commentary, but I really don’t need that from you right now. Just drive me to Damon’s house right this moment. You know where his house is located, don’t you?”

Chuck was alarmed. He felt somewhat guilty for making crude jokes as always, especially now that the situation Scarlett was faced with was serious. It was no less than a matter of life and death right then. “What? That’s fucking crazy! Are you sure Damon is telling you the truth? You’re 100% certain that he’s not lying to you?”

“If it were not true, do you think Damon would call me? Damon’s not fucked up like you; he wouldn’t just make up such a serious thing and lie to me so egregiously. You’d better hurry up! We need to get going already, Chuck. Stop dilly-dallying, and let’s get the fuck out of here.” she said.

Skyler, who had overheard some of the conversations, walked out of his room and tried to comfort Scarlett. “Scarlett, think logically. It was such a fatal situation, I doubt Damon would have had the time and presence of mind even to call you, don’t you think? Eve must be stable now. Just remember that you’re carrying two babies now, so try not to get too stressed out about it. Stress has an adverse impact on fetuses… please just be careful.”

“Yeah, he is right. You just stay here, and I’ll go have a look, okay?” Chuck said as he stopped her.

Scarlett calmed herself down and took a deep breath, and said, “Don’t worry about me, I won’t do anything stupid. Just take me there! I gotta make sure she is safe; otherwise, I won’t be able to go to bed at night… I need to know that she’s okay. I need you to take me there.”

As a result, Chuck went to drive his car, and Skyler took Scarlett to walk toward the outside. On the way to Damon’s house, Scarlett made a call to Francis and told him everything that had gone on in the past twenty minutes.

“Take care of yourself. I will be there after the meeting is over.” Francis said.

“Well, I will,” she replied. It was only after her call with Francis ended that Scarlett began to wonder why Eve had chosen to jump out the window of a building. What emotional state had she been in? What circumstances had driven her to make such a desperate choice? Why hadn’t Scarlett been there to support her in her darkest hour?

“Well, this is where he lives!” Chuck said as he stopped in front of a magnificent villa.

After the car drove straight through the gate, Scarlett got out of the car and walked inside with Skyler’s support.

Damon looked terrible– there was just no other way to put it. He didn’t look heartbroken but very frustrated instead. He looked exactly like Francis had when he had been sitting outside Scarlett’s hospital ward: helpless, nervous, and anxious. Scarlett knew it was rare to see that look when it came to prominent and wealthy men like them; once they had that expression on their faces, it meant that they had been hurt very badly indeed.

“Where is Eve?” she asked.

“She is upstairs. She refused to eat, so I asked the doctor to administer nutrition intravenously. Can you do me a favor and try talking to her? She refuses to eat, and she refuses to communicate with me. She’s being incredibly stubborn even though she is very frail right now….”

Scarlett wanted to reproach him, but she didn’t have the heart to say anything when she saw him like that. Instead, she just walked upstairs and left Chuck and Skyler looking at each other.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.