Chapter 3 Surprised

"Ah!" The sudden feeling of weightlessness overwhelmed her. Gabrielle subconsciously clutched onto the man's shoulder, blushing as she felt his muscles rippling under his shirt.

Hearing her yelp, Alston bent his head to look at her. His eyes were filled with complex emotions that she found herself growing more and more confused.

One more thing she couldn't figure out was why she blushed once she looked into his eyes.

Too timid to say a word, she allowed him to carry her onto the wheelchair. Seeing the scene, the butler immediately retreated, leaving the two of them for themselves.

After placing Gabrielle on the wheelchair, he naturally walked to the back and pushed her forward.

It was as if this was all part of her dream. Behind her was the CEO of the Mu Group, the famous Alston. They had only met during the interview, yet from these actions, it was as if they had known each other for years. Why was he doing this?

When they reached the dining room, he dragged the original chair out of the way and pushed her near the side of the table. He gave her a bowl and a pair of chopsticks.

Her fingers tapped against the glass table, feeling anxious under his gaze.

Fortunately, Alston returned to his seat. Once he sat down, the familiar scent of perfume no longer lingered around her, and she found herself immediately coming to her senses.

Taking a deep breath, she smiled at him. "Mr. Alston, I will have to..."

He frowned slightly, as he gazed at the food that were placed in front of him. It seemed that he didn't want to talk to anyone during the meal.

Noticing his subtle movement, she immediately closed her mouth and turned her attention back to the bowl in front of her.

However, what went unnoticed was the look of sadness that flashed in his expression. The grip on his chopsticks tightened even more. Why did she always want to leave him?

Soon enough, they were already finished eating their dinner. Just as Gabrielle had thought she could leave, the butler rushed towards them regretfully. "Mr. Alston, Miss Gabrielle," he murmured, bowing his head. "The car has already been driven away, and it's late... I don't think we could hail a taxi now...

I'm sorry, Miss Gabrielle. I'm afraid you're not able to leave tonight."

The Mu family's villa was located in the suburbs of G City. She couldn't go back without a car, and given the scarcity of cabs around the area, she might not be able to hail one even if she tried.

Her eyes widened. "Is there really no other way?"

The butler rubbed the back of his neck.

Of course, the villa had thousands of cars. However, he knew for a fact that his master didn't want her to leave just yet. That was why he lied.

He simply bowed his head in reply.

Gabrielle, however, didn't doubt him for a second. She gazed at Alston as her eyelashes fluttered. She was at a loss of what to do.

Alston glanced at her indifferently. "Do you have anything you have to deal with today?"

After thinking about it for a while, she shook her head. Her long black hair swayed, making her look even more beautiful under the dim light.

"Then stay," he insisted. "I could drive you back tomorrow."

The moment the words left his lips, a strange idea rose in her heart. It was as if the whole line of events had sounded all too coincidental. Was it?

She hesitated.

However, he didn't seem fazed. "Are you afraid that I would do something to you?"

"No, of course not..."

He was the CEO of the Mu Group. How could he be interested in an ordinary college student like her?

Seeing that he seemed unconvinced with her answer, she quickly added, "I'll stay. Thank you for taking me in for the night."

As the words slipped her lips, she thought that she saw him smile, but she quickly shook her head. It was probably just a trick of the light.

However, even then, an unfamiliar feeling surged through her chest. Was this really all a coincidence?

Seeing her nod, the butler breathed a sigh of relief. He clasped his hands together. "I'll prepare a room for Miss Gabrielle right away!" He didn't wait for their approval as he scurried out of the dining area.

In a few moments, she slowly stood up, wincing as she did so. "I'm also already full, Mr. Alston. I think I'll go upstairs and get some rest now," she excused herself.

"Hmm..." Placing his chopsticks on top of the table, he grabbed the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Hearing his vague answer, she pursed her lips. Was he agreeing with her?

Before she could ask a follow-up question, he immediately stood up, walked to her, and picked her up in one swift movement.

Her eyes widened in astonishment as her arms swung against his chest. "I can walk by myself," she protested, wiggling under his grasp.

He raised an eyebrow playfully. Under the light, he looked far from the indifferent boss she thought he was. "Walk by yourself? You sure about that?"

As if triggered by his words, her ankle sent her a shot of pain, making her wince. Honestly, she wasn't the slightest bit sure at all, but she didn't want to bother the man by asking him to carry her around.

Alston decided to ignore her protests as he carried her across the living room and went up the spiral staircase. It seemed like forever as she was carried up, feeling the warmth of his fingertips grazing down her back. Finally, they stopped in front of the door to a room on the second floor.

"Open the door," he said. Seeing as he was holding her in his arms, he couldn't touch the doorknob.

She followed. Even then, she still felt strange by their movements. Although they were just acquaintances, he seemed to act so casual around her – as if they had known each other for years.

When she twisted the doorknob, the door creaked open.

Alston walked into the room with Gabrielle in his arms. Seeing as there wasn't any light in the room, they could only be assisted by a dim light from the other end of the corridor. Striding forward, he placed her onto the large bed in the center of the room.

"Good night," he said lightly.

"Um..." She shifted around the bed as she squinted up at the tall shadow looming over her. It was hard to see in the dark.

As if he was reading her mind, he reached out to turn on the bedside lamp. Immediately, a warm yellow light filled the large room. "I've prepared pajamas for you on the bed. The doctor told me that your injury would heal as long as you don't drench your bandages, so don't take a shower, okay?"

She didn't expect that such an aloof man would give her so many warnings as if he was her mother. Unable to speak, she nodded.

Seeing this, Alston retreated to the doorway. Before he closed the door behind him, he said softly, "Good night."

Then, his figure disappeared into the corridor.

Finally coming to her senses, she whispered to the closed door. "Good night, Mr. Alston."

Her words echoed across the room that she couldn't help but blush.

Without another word, she propped up on her bed and gazed at the surroundings, wanting to get a look around the room that she was staying in for the night.

It was obvious that this wasn't an ordinary guest room. The walls were covered with bright blue paintings, with small stars that shimmered under the warm light. The calming view could send any person back to sleep.

At the south of the room was a balcony. The windows were open, and the cool wind blew in, swinging the curtains from time to time. From here, she could see the bright nightlife of G City from afar.

What a great view!

And after observing how personalized the furniture was, she couldn't help but assume that the room was meant for a very important person in his life. A part of her thought of why he would let her in, in such a personal area.