Chapter 64

Vivian Bennett's heart jolted violently.

Her mind went completely blank.

What was happening?

Was the big boss making a move on her?

"Mr. Sullivan, please show some respect!"

She cried out while frantically backing away.

"Come here!"

Liam Sullivan's gaze was intense as he stared at her, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Vivian swallowed nervously.

Seeing his expression grow even more stern, she turned to run.

Her steps were hurried and unsteady, as if a wild beast chased her.

Near the door, her foot slipped, and she almost fell.

She barely managed to steady herself.

Her trembling hand reached for the doorknob.

Just as she was about to turn it, a large hand covered hers from behind.

Bang!

The door slammed shut forcefully.

Liam gripped her shoulders and turned her around with undeniable strength.

His tall frame completely overshadowed her.

Vivian gathered her courage and looked up, meeting his deep gaze.

Her breath caught.

"Mr. Sullivan, please let me go... I'm really not that kind of person."

With his status, he could have any woman he wanted. Why bother with her?

Liam studied her flushed cheeks, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.

"I told you to go to the bed to apply medicine. What did you think I meant?"

His low voice held a hint of amusement.

Vivian froze. "Apply medicine?"

Her mind went blank again.

So earlier... when he told her to go to the bed... it was just to treat her injury?

She had completely misunderstood.

Vivian's eyes widened.

In that moment, she felt utterly embarrassed.

And also a little annoyed.

If it was just medicine, why did he have to say 'go to the bed'?

Besides, how could she let the big boss personally attend to her?

"It's really not necessary..."

She hurriedly refused. "I can handle it myself later."

Liam glanced at her and directly grasped her wrist.

"Come here!"

He remembered she still hadn't applied the medicine since last night.

If this continued, her back would be in serious trouble.

"Really, it's not needed..." Vivian continued to struggle.

Liam ignored her protests and pulled her toward the bed.

"Mr. Sullivan, stop pulling me!" she cried out in panic.

The bathrobe was already ill-fitting.

Being dragged like this, she could easily step on the hem.

Of course, her fear came true.

Her foot caught, and she stumbled forward.

"Ah!"

She screamed, instinctively grabbing Liam's shirtfront.

At that exact moment, the man suddenly turned around.

She crashed solidly into his chest.