I Became A Trillionaire After Marrying A Lady Boss

CHAPTER TEN

Reynold had been all over the house looking for first aid kits but found none. There was no one around apart from both of them. In fact, he was shocked that she dismissed her female bodyguard and came in here alone with a man she just barely knew.

"I've looked all over but there are no first aid kits. I think taking you to the hospital will be the best course of action."

Kayla was halfway awake, she shrugged sluggishly as he spoke. Reynold patiently stood and waited for her to wake up fully.

However, the moment she did...

"Please get out." She sternly said, holding her head tiredly.

A frown creased together Reynold's brows.

"What do you mean? You just fell and injured yourself. And you are telling me to get out. You need to go to the hospital. You can't even stand on your own."

"Please, Reynold. Don't let me get angry, the contract stated that you would not step into my room so get out."

Her voice this time was more stable and fearsome.

Reynold clenched his fist, he looked at her for a few seconds and walked away.

But instead of walking away, he walked into her bathroom—

"Hey, what are you doing?" She asked frankly but Reynold did not respond.

He bent down and began to look around the ground, checking for what must have caused her to trip and fall. After a while, he found it—her gel was right there in a corner, It seemed it had fallen and she tripped on it and also fell.

Reynold picked up the gel and returned it to where it should be. He looked around, further investigating if there was anything that could cause potential harm to her, finding none he moved to her bedroom and began to look around.

Bending when he needed to, looking here and there.

"Hey, what are you doing right now?!" Frowning, she asked.

"There was no part in the contract that said I can't be security conscious to protect you." He said to her and walked out of her room.

He made his way back to his room and lay on the bed after a cold shower. He closed his eyes to sleep but instead, thoughts invaded his mind... thoughts of her wouldn't let him rest.

His mind trailed back to her glowing skin, the part of her hips he managed to see, the upper parts of her thigh that was just beneath the short towels, are provocative cleavage. Moreso, her face was pretty.

She didn't have the usual cold look she wore all day, for that moment she was like an angel who had tripped and fallen from heaven into his life.

She was very beautiful, far more beautiful than his ex. When he saw his ex and they started dating, he thought she was the most pretty thing in the entire world. But turns out she was more of a slut. The bitch!

It was sad but Reynold did not regret a thing. Thanks to his ex fucking up, he was here with a lady far better and more beautiful. It was a blessing in disguise.

But something was annoying.

Reynold shot up to a sitting position.

"What does she think I am? A pervert? I helped her, isn't it only right that she says thank you?! And what does she think she is?!”

Reynold felt like going to her room and letting her know that he too isn't anyhow kind of guy. But he couldn't stand up. He would be dumb to make the same mistake twice and tarnish their relationship further.

He had no idea what she had been through growing up in a rich family or why she needed to get married so quickly. He knew nothing about her but she helped him. She paid the money for his mother's hospital bills. And that alone was enough reason for Reynold to want to stick out his neck for her anytime.

He covered himself with the large tiger-print duvet and tried to sleep. It was hard but eventually, he sank into a warm slumber.

It was a sweet and well-deserved sleep thanks to the king-sized bed. He could roll around all he wanted and not worry about hitting someone else or falling off the bed.

Bliss.

*

Hours later, Reynold sluggishly stood up and looked around. The first rays of the sun had managed to break in without breaking the window and were tugging at his sight.

He slowly carried his feet and managed to close the curtain. And was about to fall back on his bed when all the events of yesterday slowly unfolded in his mind again.

He shot his eyes open as he remembered that Kayla was injured yesterday and sent him out of her room.

'I should prepare breakfast.' He thought and quickly rushed out after washing his face.

It took a while to find the kitchen, after he did, he checked all the cabinets but found no single food to cook. Only medicated water was in the freezer. No left over, nothing at all.

"Does she not eat?" He muttered.

'I guess I have no choice but to go and ask her.' He steeled himself up for anything that may happen and went to her room.

He knocked a few times before the door opened.

She was already dressed and seemed like she was heading to work, she wore a scarlet red suit and the jackets were opened, letting her silky underwear out in a full display of her cleavage.

Her waist and shape were impeccably accentuated by her red pants and her hair was packed upwards making her beautiful face shine even brighter, with the seductive mole that sat below the corner of her lips like a dot.

"Uhm..eh...I wanted to ask..."

Distracted for a moment, he paused to take a breath and continued -

"How is your leg?"

"It's fine, thank you."

"Is there anything you would like to eat?"

"No thank you. You don't have to worry about me, it's right there in the contract." She said and closed the door.

"Damn she's mean... but pretty."

He shook his head and walked out, today was going to be a long day.

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Unknown to him, a certain person was right behind him with his car, ready to follow him the moment he started moving.