Free Web NovelChapter 57: Chapter 57: Georgia, Be Good and Listen to Me
Before Georgia Thorne could speak, the man’s lips were already on hers.
Sealing her words, stealing her breath, silencing her very thoughts...
Georgia Thorne’s eyes flew open. She stared at the man before her, his handsome brows knitted in displeasure.
A gust of hot breath washed over her face. "Georgia, if you just listen to me, I’ll spoil you."
’Spoil me?’
Georgia Thorne blinked, and at Elliot Sheridan’s words, fresh tears welled up and fell.
How long had it been since she’d heard that word, "spoil"?
’How pathetic,’ Georgia Thorne thought. She always ended up crying in front of Elliot Sheridan, time and time again.
The man wiped away her tears, his voice low and husky. "Do you enjoy crying so much?"
Georgia Thorne’s nose was red from crying, and she looked at the man with aggrieved eyes.
For once, she didn’t say, ’We’re over.’ For some reason, the current atmosphere felt nice.
She didn’t want to ruin it.
This was the third time someone had offered to spoil her.
Dragged to his private apartment, Georgia Thorne had at least expected the man to touch her. But surprisingly, he didn’t seem to have any intention of taking her.
He just pinned her beneath him, and nothing more.
Georgia Thorne looked awkwardly at Elliot Sheridan. Most of his weight was pressing down on her.
She squirmed, and heard the man’s warning tone. "Georgia, when you move like that... it does things to me. Are you trying to start something?"
"..."
"Elliot, you’re crushing me. I’m not comfortable!"
Georgia Thorne glanced at Elliot Sheridan. He looked exhausted, weariness etched between his brows.
He must have been truly exhausted. After holding her for just a moment, Elliot Sheridan fell asleep.
The man wasn’t just flawlessly handsome; even the way he slept was perfect.
He slept silently, not making a single sound.
Georgia Thorne had cried the whole way here and was tired too. Lying quietly in Elliot Sheridan’s arms, his sleepiness seemed to be contagious. She yawned and drifted off in his embrace.
What Georgia Thorne didn’t know was that Elliot Sheridan had been working for two straight nights without sleep.
No matter how strong Elliot Sheridan was, he was still human.
Holding Georgia Thorne felt good. It put him at ease.
The curtains in the master bedroom were drawn. When she woke up, she had no idea what time it was, much less how long they had been asleep.
Wrapped in the blankets, she still didn’t feel fully awake.
When Georgia Thorne groggily woke up, Elliot Sheridan was gone. She could only hear the sound of running water from the bathroom.
She’d only meant to rest her eyes for a moment. She never expected to sleep more soundly than Elliot Sheridan.
She hadn’t even noticed when he’d gotten out of bed.
She turned on a lamp and glanced at the time. It wasn’t even five yet.
After her nap, her head seemed to ache even more than before. They must have slept for about five hours.
She woke up to an empty stomach. She hadn’t eaten lunch before Elliot Sheridan had pushed her onto the bed to sleep.
A moment later, the water in the bathroom shut off, and Elliot Sheridan emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist.
His hair was damp and choppy, clinging to his scalp.
No matter the circumstances, the man exuded masculine charm.
Elliot Sheridan gestured to her. "Come here. Help me dry my hair."
Georgia Thorne went over, kneeling on the bed and taking a towel to his hair.
The damp strands were short and coarse, pricking her palm as she worked.
’If a man lets you touch his head, it means you hold a unique place in his heart.’ She couldn’t remember where she’d heard it, but the saying came to mind.
The thought had barely surfaced before she forcefully pushed it away.
’Something like that happening between her and Elliot Sheridan? The chances were practically zero.’
This was the first time she had ever dried Elliot Sheridan’s hair.
Georgia Thorne’s movements were clumsy. Afraid to use too much force and hurt him, she simply tousled his short, thick hair until it was a complete mess, like a madman’s.
After she finished, Elliot Sheridan started to change. Georgia Thorne left the room, her face flushed.
She picked up her purse from where it had fallen by the door, forcefully yanked from her shoulder and thrown to the ground by Elliot Sheridan earlier.
There was nothing important inside, just her phone.
She took it out and saw the screen was fine, not cracked.
She turned on the phone and found countless missed calls, all from Selena Sheridan.
Everything she had forgotten suddenly came rushing back.
She stared at the phone for a long time, unsure if she should call her back.
’They should be finishing dinner right about now,’ she thought. ’Justin Sullivan is probably by her side.’
Just as she was hesitating, Selena Sheridan called again. ƒreewebɳovel.com
She answered after two rings.
"Phew! You finally answered! You worried me to death!"
Hearing the relieved tone on the other end, Georgia Thorne felt a pang of guilt.
"Sorry, my phone was on silent. I haven’t been checking it," Georgia Thorne lied.
"Hmph, if you didn’t pick up, I was going to call the police!" Selena Sheridan’s teasing voice came through the phone, followed by a dramatic wail. "Georgia, are you done with work yet?" freёwebnovel.com
"It’s my first day back! No matter what, you have to come to my welcome-home party. I’ll be mad if you don’t!"
Georgia Thorne bit her lip. She didn’t want to go. She didn’t want to see Justin Sullivan.
She began hesitantly, "...Selena, I’m still a little caught up with something..."
"She’s not free for the rest of the night. If there’s nothing else, hang up!"
Before Georgia Thorne could finish, the phone was snatched from her hand by Elliot Sheridan.
The man stood tall and imposing before the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the phone and speaking to Selena Sheridan.
"Hey, that’s my phone!" Georgia Thorne cried out instinctively.
And the person on the other end of the line was Selena Sheridan—his niece!
On pure instinct, she lunged for Elliot Sheridan, but he glanced down at her, and a single cold look froze her in place.
Her large, watery eyes filled with grievance as she whispered, "That’s my phone."
’This is insane! Absolutely insane!’
’It’s so late. If Selena finds out I’m still with Elliot, she’ll definitely get suspicious about our relationship.’
Georgia Thorne was frantic, but on the other end of the line, it took Selena Sheridan a long moment to process what she’d heard.
Her voice rose in surprise. "Uncle Elliot? Why do you have Georgia’s phone? You two are together!"
Even though Selena Sheridan wasn’t in front of her, Georgia Thorne could just imagine her shocked expression.
"What’s so surprising? I’m discussing a contract with her," Elliot Sheridan replied, deadpan.
"Work? Uncle Elliot, have you two been working together all afternoon?"
Selena Sheridan swallowed hard, finding it difficult to believe.
"If that’s all, don’t call again."
Elliot Sheridan was about to hang up when Selena Sheridan’s anxious voice came through. "Uncle Elliot, wait! Just one more question!"
"Ask."
"Uncle Elliot, what kind of work are you and Georgia discussing?" Selena Sheridan asked, her curiosity piqued.
Elliot Sheridan, still holding the phone, looked down at Georgia Thorne clinging to him. His voice softened. "A three hundred million dollar project."
Selena was speechless. ’Wow, Georgia is amazing! She can handle a three hundred million project!’
"..."
Georgia Thorne blushed under the man’s teasing gaze. ’His ability to lie with a straight face is truly first-rate!’ she thought.
Selena Sheridan wanted to ask more about this major project, but the call had already been disconnected.
Justin Sullivan, standing beside her, had overheard her entire conversation with Elliot Sheridan.
Hearing that Georgia Thorne had been with another man for the entire afternoon left a sour taste in his mouth.
That sour feeling grew wildly in his heart. He knew exactly what this emotion was.
