Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 114 Good Afternoon, Gwenda

"Well... I mean, I don't like the room that the housekeeper assigned to me. So... I wanted to switch with

you."

"Oh?"

Olivier smirked. "Didn't you just switch with Gwenda earlier? Now you want to switch with me?"

Wendy was struck speechless. "You heard everything?"

"Brat, don't mess around. If you anger Gwenda, I will not protect you."

Olivier glared at her.

Wendy pouted. "I was just trying to help you out... Since you're being so ungrateful, forget it then."

As she spoke, she stormed off.

Olivier chuckled upon seeing her leave. He did not stop her, but went upstairs instead.

Hearing the noise, Wendy turned to look. "Didn't you say that you weren't going to take a nap?"

"Well, I can't let you down now, can I?"

With that, Olivier's figure disappeared around the corner.

Seeing this, Wendy looked disgusted. "Oh, keep pretending, will you?"

He was clearly eager to be in the same room as Gwenda, but still pretended to be indifferent.

Jeez! Still waters do run deep!

...

Back upstairs, Gwenda had no idea about Wendy's plan.

So, before taking her nap, she went to wash her face. Upon exiting the bathroom, she saw Olivier in

the room.

"You..."

"Why are you here?"

Olivier asked before Gwenda could.

Stunned, Gwenda replied, "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Olivier sat down on the sofa lazily as he said lightly, "Wendy said that her room wasn't good and

wanted to switch with me. So here I am."

Downstairs, Wendy sneezed.

Who was talking about her behind her back?!

"She said that to you?"

Gwenda froze and frowned.

Olivier feigned ignorance and said, "What's wrong? Is that what she told you too?"

Gwenda bit her lip and instantly realised that the girl might be trying to play matchmaker for them. After

a moment's thought, Gwenda had no desire to expose Wendy. So, she said, "Maybe it was a

misunderstanding. Since you're here now, I'll just sleep in another room."

As she spoke, she was about to leave.

Olivier simply sat there but spoke up quickly. "The door's been locked."

Gwenda's hand paused when it brushed against the doorknob. "What?"

"After she sent me here, I heard her locking the door."

Olivier began to spout nonsense with a straight face. "I'm guessing that she deliberately locked us in

here together."

"Then what should we do now?"

"I suppose that brat will only let us out after we've had our nap,"

Olivier said helplessly as he gazed at her.

Gwenda's brows furrowed even more. "No way!"

"What? You don't want to stay in the same room with me?"

Olivier cocked an eyebrow at her.

Gwenda was at a loss. "This isn't good..."

They were not the only ones in this house.

Being locked up together like that... if word got out, it would be disastrous!

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Just go ahead and sleep if you want to."

As Olivier spoke, he picked up the magazine nearby and began to flip through it casually.

Gwenda looked at him suspiciously and remained motionless.

Seeing this, Olivier looked up and smiled with amusement. "Are you going to stand there till she

unlocks the door?"

Gwenda was at a loss for words.

After hesitating for a while, she could only concede in the end.

Standing there was not going to do her any good. So, going for a lie-down would be better.

She figured that he would not dare to do anything to her in broad daylight either.

With that thought in mind, Gwenda went over to the bed. Seeing that Olivier was still focused on the

magazine in his hands, she finally toed off her shoes and slipped under the covers.

To be honest, it was not the first time that they had shared the same space together, but Gwenda was

still nervous.

Inexplicably so.

Gwenda fought to stay awake due to this feeling, but eventually drifted off to sleep.

At this moment, Olivier heard the calm rhythm of breathing from the bed and looked up after putting the

magazine down on the sofa.

Seeing that she was deeply asleep, he smiled and went over to the bed.

Gwenda was wrapped snugly in the blanket, only her head could be seen.

Seeing this, Olivier reached out and tugged on the covers a little before sitting on the bed.

Gwenda seemed to have sensed the bed dipping down near her and whined.

Olivier immediately reached over to block the light from directly hitting Gwenda's face. He said softly,

"Just sleep."

Gwenda shifted but did not wake, falling back into deep slumber.

A moment later, Olivier withdrew his hand and lay on the bed.

Seeing that she was in deep sleep, Olivier wrapped his arm around Gwenda's waist and got as close to

her as possible. His lips brushed over her cheek as he said, "Good afternoon, Gwenda..."

Gwenda subconsciously snuggled into his arms and pressed her face into his chest.

Olivier smiled and fell asleep with her in his arms.

He slept very well.

A few hours later, Gwenda woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Olivier's handsome visage appeared in front of her.

She inhaled sharply and covered her mouth in surprise.

Why did he get on the bed?

Did he not say that he would not do anything to her?

Frowning, Gwenda wanted to question him. But she was afraid that he would wake and do something

to her. In the end, she could only peel back the covers quietly. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

She slowly moved the arm that was hugging her away and got out of bed.

...

Gwenda let out a quiet breath of relief as her feet touched the floor. Eventually, she picked up her

shoes and crept to the door.

The door should be unlocked at this time, right?

Gwenda tried the doorknob. The door opened, and she quickly slipped out of the room.

...

Then, the door closed with a low thud.

Back on the bed, Olivier opened his bright eyes and a smug smile slowly appeared on his

face.