CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Chapter 1732

Chapter 1732 Another Doctor

“Thank you, Darling, and sorry for the trouble.” Natalie looked at Shane, smiling shyly.

She knew that he must have really wanted to take action against Stanley, as what Stanley did was indeed too much.

But he was even more willing to tolerate and take a step back for her.

This indeed made him feel somewhat wronged.

Shane looked at her and softly replied, “It's nothing. You all are my Achilles' heel. For you, I can do anything.”

It included tolerating someone he hated.

Natalie hugged the man's arm and suddenly said, “How about I make it up to you tonight?”

Shane's eyes lit up in an instant, as he lowered his head to look at her. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his voice was somewhat hoarse as he asked, “Do you know what you're saying?”

It went without saying what she meant by making it up to him at night.

Natalie looked at the man who seemed to be suppressing something and said with a slight smile on her lips, “Of course I know. So are you happy?”

In the past, she had never taken the initiative to do it with him.

It was always he who initiated it, and then she just went along with him.

It was her first time suggesting doing it with him, so it wasn't surprising that he was excited.

Shane's lips curled into a smile. “What do you think? Since you said you'd compensate me, don't go back on your word tonight.” Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

It had been quite some time since he last slept with her, several days in fact.

He was a normal man, and she was the love of his life; it was only natural that he would have wanted to do it with her.

Therefore, he was happy when she willingly made the offer.

“I won't go back on my word.” Natalie shook her head. “I mean what I say, really!”

Afraid that he wouldn't believe her, she even raised three fingers to make an oath.

Shane gently pressed her hand back and said, “I believe in you.”

Natalie smiled and leaned into his embrace. “I knew my darling would believe in me.”

“All right.” Shane gently rubbed her soft hair. “Sit here first. I'm going to go upstairs and change my clothes. I went into a warehouse with someone during the day to check on some equipment, and I got a

lot of dust on me. I'll take a shower and then come back down.”

“Go ahead.” Natalie waved her hand, signaling him to do it.

Shane stood up, walked around the sofa, and headed towards the stairs to go upstairs.

Just as Shane reached the second floor, he heard a flurry of footsteps.

He looked up and saw Stanley, who was dressed in a white outfit and wearing silver-framed glasses, walking towards him.

Shane stopped in his tracks, not continuing up the stairs. He stood there, just looking at Stanley.

Stanley also saw Shane, stopping in his tracks for a moment. Clearly, he hadn't expected to run into Shane so coincidentally in this place.

But soon, Stanley regained his composure and continued forward until he reached Shane, stopping about two steps away from him.

“Mr. Thompson, long time no see.” Stanley smiled at Shane and reached out his hand.

This smile made him look like the gentleman he was when he first came back to his country.

However, Shane remained expressionless, glancing down at his hand without any intention of shaking it.

“It has indeed been quite a while since we last met.” Shane narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice cool

and indifferent.

Stanley noticed that Shane didn't want to shake hands with him, so he didn't insist. He calmly put his hand down as if nothing had happened and put it back in his pocket. “It seems that you're not very welcoming of my arrival, which is a bit strange to me. After all, I came to help, and wasn't it you, Mr. Thompson, who agreed to it?”

“I agreed, but that doesn't mean I have to like you,” Shane said coldly.

Stanley chuckled again. “Mr. Thompson, aren't you afraid of offending people by speaking like this?”

“So what? If I offend you, are you just going to leave?” Shane narrowed his eyes. “If you want to leave, then please do so. I won't try to stop you. I can always find another doctor.”

“Oh? You mean Jackson?” Stanley raised his eyebrows. “At this time, he's probably in some remote mountainous area, isn't he? Isn't he working as an itinerant doctor?”