Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 6: Just Marry Me

"You heard me. I mean what I said."

Olivier's fervent eyes pinned her in place, his deep voice sounding extremely sultry.

Gwenda never expected him to be so straightforward. She was entirely stunned.

Her heart pounded wildly, cheeks burning crimson.

...

"Mr. Petit, you..."

"Or you know what? Just marry me!"

Olivier interrupted her, his lips quirking slightly. Despite that, the resolute expression on his face

showed that he was not joking.

Gwenda was frozen on the spot.

Did she start out wrong in this life?

The famous Young Master Olivier proposing to her?

Olivier reached out and caressed her head, his eyes filled with affection and indulgence. "You don't

have to give me an answer now. Think about it. Moreover, I can tell you that marrying me isn't a bad

thing. Besides, there are many women out there who want what I'm offering you."

"Are you bragging about yourself?" Gwenda blankly said the first thing that came to mind.

...

Olivier chuckled as he gazed at her with his head tilted to the side. His hand gently brushed over her

hair and cheek as he charmingly murmured, "I'm recommending myself."

The places he touched were strangely warm.

Gwenda thought that her heart was about to leap out of her throat. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Why?" She asked in confusion, "We just met, and you don't know me at all. Isn't it too hasty?"

...

Olivier said with surety, "I trust my own judgment."

Gwenda was struck speechless.

Though Olivier was the perfect choice for a partner, he was just... too direct.

She had no idea how to react or respond to him.

What should she do?

Knowing that she was in a dilemma, Olivier did not intend to press her further. He withdrew his hand

and said gently, "As I said, you have time. So, think about it carefully. But during this period, you can't

push me away, understand?"

"Um... okay."

With that being the case, Gwenda knew that there was nothing else she could say.

After all, this was freaking Olivier Petit.

She could not afford to offend him.

"I will arrange for someone to help you with the discharge procedures in the afternoon, then send you

home."

Olivier said attentively and picked up her phone. "Your password."

Gwenda did not know what he wanted to do but unlocked the phone anyway and watched him tap on

the screen a few times.

A while later, a ringtone sounded from his pocket.

"I got your number. If you need anything in the future, just call me. But you can do that too if there's

nothing!" Olivier smiled.

...

"...Okay."

"Then I'm off."

Olivier took one final look at her before turning to leave.

Gazing at his retreating figure, Gwenda slowly touched her still-burning face.

"My God, he's too good at flirting!" She thought numbly.

How could she possibly refuse him when he was like that?

......

When Otto saw the boss exiting the ward, he followed him dumbly, staring blankly at him.

"Something wrong?"

Noticing Otto's gaze, Olivier cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Boss, are you okay?"

"Do I look as if I'm not okay?"

"Yeah!"

Otto nodded seriously. "In all these years, there were many women who fancied you, but you were

never interested in anyone. What's wrong with today? Do you really like her?"

"Can't I?"

Olivier shot him a look.

Otto was more surprised than ever. "Is it really because she saved you, then it was love at first sight?

Oh, my God! That's absolutely a soap opera plotline! I'm going to tell your mum..."

As he was saying that, he whipped out his phone.

Looking at his reactionary special assistant, Olivier shook his head wordlessly and quickened his pace.

...

Out of sight, out of mind.