Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Olivier leisurely pulled his hand back without any sense of awkwardness after he spoke.

Gwenda did not expect anyone to witness the scene prior. Embarrassed, she bit her lip. "Sorry about that."

Olivier hummed in response as he nodded.

"I'm not... usually like this." Gwenda blushed, not knowing why she was trying to explain herself.

But subconsciously, a part of her did not want Olivier to remember her as cruel and mean.

Hearing that, Olivier chuckled. His voice sounded strangely attractive, which made Gwenda blush even more.

Lowering her head, she chastised herself for being such an idiot.

"What on earth was there to explain?" She thought to herself in exasperation.

Olivier's smile grew upon seeing the deepening shade of red on her face.

He pulled over a chair and sat in it, saying, "I didn't get the chance to tell you my name back in the fire. I am Olivier Petit, 28, CEO of Petit Corporation." "Yeah, I know."

There was not a person in Harmon City who did not know who he was.

Rubbing one side of her face in embarrassment, Gwenda asked, "Why are you here, Mr. Petit?"

"To thank you, and to check on your condition."

Olivier's deep, gentle voice caused Gwenda's heart to flutter once more.

Internally cursing herself for being a fool, Gwenda noticed the injury on his arm. She immediately asked with concern, "I'm fine, but what about you? What did the doctor say about your arm?"

Seeing Gwenda's concern, Olivier raised an eyebrow with a smile, casually replying, "Not much, it's just a second-degree burn with a bit of pus. How well it heals depends on whether or not it gets infected. If it does..."

"What happens if it does?" Gwenda asked anxiously.

"Well, I'd have to amputate!"

Outside the door, Otto was shocked.

"When did the doctor say that? Weren't they just ordinary burns? When was amputation required?" he thought in confusion.

Since she did not know the truth, Gwenda fell for Olivier's deception. Her face displayed guilt and concern.

"That bad? God, I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't end up like that..."

With that thought, she anxiously got out of bed and reached for him. "Hey, you'd better get back to bed and stop walking around. If you get infected, it'll be troublesome." She did not want him to be amputated as she could not afford it.

...

Not to mention that it had something to do with her.

"Are you very worried about me?"

Olivier did not move from the chair, his voice carrying a hint of joy.

Gwenda, however, noticed nothing and nodded solemnly. "Of course, this happened to you because of me. How could I not worry..."

Looking up, she said in a serious tone, "Mr. Petit, you saved my life. Do you require any compensation?"

Although she could not give him anything, she still had to express her gratitude in some way. After all, if it had not been for Olivier, she would have been disfigured by now.

"Compensation?"

Olivier raised an eyebrow. He did not expect Gwenda to jump right into his trap.

"Yes! As long as it's within my capabilities."

She nodded with such solemnity, her eyes earnest, which caused a little smile to drift up to his face.

"If you honestly feel bad about it, I don't mind you marrying me."

"What the f*ck?!" Otto was baffled once again as this thought struck his mind.

"A cool guy like Boss knows how to flirt? Are you still the same Boss I know? Sure he hasn't been impersonated by someone?" His thoughts were in disarray.

Gwenda was equally just as blank. She thought she had heard the wrong thing. "What did you say?"¶¶¶¶¶¶