The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1481

"I'm heading back to the villa," Mr. Azriel responded nonchalantly.

Every now and then, the headlights from passing cars would illuminate his face through the car window. He was sitting in the backseat, his long brows, and deep-set eyes visible, lips slightly parted, expressionless. He was like an exquisite gem, radiating an air of aloof nobility.

He wasn't sharp or cold, but he gave off a sense of distance.

The car finally stopped in front of a classical-style villa. The headlights lit up the mansion hidden in the darkness. The assistant stepped out of the car and respectfully opened the car door for Mr. Azriel, who got out and looked at the villa calmly.

Looking at the pitch-black villa, the assistant felt a slight fear. "Maybe, the cleaners didn't pay the electricity bill..."

"Alright, you can take care of it later. Move all of my stuff over here tomorrow."

"Sure!"

After the assistant agreed, Mr. Azriel had already walked towards the villa. The assistant watched as Mr. Azriel opened the door and went in, then got back in the car and left.

On the way, the assistant paid the electricity bill for the villa.

Azriel took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. After a quick look around at the entrance, he found the stairs to the second floor and headed up.

About ten minutes later, the lights in the villa came on after the assistant paid the electricity bill. The entire villa lit up instantly.

The bright light woke up a sleeping Phoebe, who opened her eyes in a daze. Seeing the bright light, she paused for a moment, then got up and went upstairs.

After coming out of the bathroom, Azriel was about to get into bed, only to find that Phoebe had taken his spot.

He frowned, standing by the bed, looking down at the peacefully sleeping Phoebe. Her face was innocent and flawless; she looked very calm when she was asleep. She was very pretty when she slept. But her eyes were swollen. Clearly, she had been crying.

She showed up at his villa out of the blue and took his spot in the bed; Azriel didn't know what she had to cry about.

Azriel looked at Phoebe's sleeping face for a while, then bent down to take a closer look. He lifted his finger and gently tapped Phoebe's chin, moving her head slightly to get a better look. Then he drew back his hand, stood up straight, and continued watching Phoebe sleep.

The delicate feel of Phoebe's skin left Azriel deep in thought for a long time.

After a while, he turned around, went to the other side of the bed, pulled back the covers, and got in. Lights off, it was time to sleep.

Azriel and Phoebe each took up one side of the bed, as if there was an invisible line in the middle, neither disturbing the other.

The next day, Phoebe woke up with her eyes so swollen that it was difficult to open them. She rubbed her eyes, looked at the ceiling, and remembered that she had come to her grandparents' villa alone the night before, which calmed her down.

She attempted to roll over but was shocked into speechlessness. She looked at Azriel's sleeping face on the other side of the bed, her eyes slowly widening in fear. She slowly lifted the covers and saw that she was still dressed, which slightly relaxed her.

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