Chapter 12 She Stayed Overnight in Mr. Russell's Room

Zoey primarily wanted to tell Russell that she was Dr. Z and wanted to discuss his current physical condition with him, administer detoxification injections, and also check the ingredients of the medications he was taking.

Before Russell had a chance to reply to her, his phone started vibrating.

After he picked up the call, he said, "Dr. Z has arrived in Woodmerrow, but the exact location has not been revealed yet. This time, we absolutely cannot let him leave Woodmerrow. My mother's brain tumor requires a combination of modern and traditional medicine for treatment. He has refused previous requests, but this time, even if we have to break his legs, we must bring him here."

Zoey: "..."

In the past, she knew about Russell looking for Dr. Z, but at that time she only thought that Russell was looking for her to treat his leg, because of Nelson's influence, she never intended to treat him, and she didn't expect it was for Marlene.

However, who could have taken care of Russell's leg condition so well, considering how severe it was?

Zoey looked at the man's stern brows and eyes, instantly unable to admit that she was Dr. Z.

Hanging up the phone, Russell looked at her and asked, "What did you just say?"

Zoey blinked her eyes and said, "Can I sleep here tonight?"

Russell didn't expect Zoey to make such a request, and he furrowed his brow.

Zoey noticed that the man was hesitating, and she worried that he would refuse. She quickly said, "Just this one night?"

Russell looked at her hopeful expression and, in the end, softened his heart. "Okay."

Zoey happily tiptoed and said, "Then I'll go back and take a shower before coming over." After saying that, she ran out of the bedroom.

Returning to the next door, Zoey then discovered that there was an additional vanity table in the bedroom, on which various high-end branded sets of cosmetics were displayed.

There were still beautifully designed pajamas, sleep pants, and nightgowns on the bed.

She curved her lips and entered the bathroom, holding a silk nightgown.

When she came out again, she had already blow-dried her hair, changed into a nightgown, and applied a pleasant-smelling body lotion.

When she arrived at Russell's bedroom, there was nobody inside.

At that moment, her phone vibrated.

Russell: "You go to sleep first, I will have a video conference in the study."

[Okay.]

After Zoey replied, she began searching for the medications Russell used to take on a regular basis.

She found two small white bottles in the medicine cabinet, opened them, and poured out the contents.

She sniffed and there was a faint bitter taste.

Specific components need to be identified and analyzed using instruments.

Because there were many pills in the small bottle, she poured out one pill and kept it, then she put the small bottle back into its place.

She put the pills back in her bedroom, then put on a knitted cardigan and went downstairs holding a small black object.

After arranging everything, she returned to Russell's bedroom.

Zoey waited until the late night, but Russell had not returned.

Unconsciously, her eyelids started to fight, and her eyes closed.

About an hour later, the door handle was pressed down, and the door was pushed open. Russell, sitting in a wheelchair, came back and gently closed the door.

There was a wall lamp by the bedside, and Russell approached the bed, looking at the raised bump under the blanket.

The girl's dark hair was spread out on the snow-white pillow, and her small face, the size of a palm, had delicate features.

The raven-like long eyelashes presented a fan-shaped silhouette, and the diamond-shaped lips slightly pouted due to the squeeze, serene and adorable.

Russell's gaze naturally lowered, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times.

Zoey was wearing a pearl white camisole nightgown, exposing large areas of snow-white skin. Her delicate collarbone and deep cleavage were impossible to ignore.

Russell turned his eyes away, feeling a sudden heat rush through his body.

He took a deep breath and felt that the little thing on the bed was torturing him by staying overnight.

Zoey groggily opened her eyes and found a man by her bedside. She propped herself up with her arm and said, "You're back, come to bed quickly."

Russell made a hoarse sound and looked at Zoey. Her shoulder strap slipped down, revealing the scenery in front of her.

"Your shoulder strap..."

Zoey looked down for a moment, instantly becoming more alert. She quickly asked, "Um, do you need me to help you up?"

Russell said quietly, "I'll do it myself."

He sat on the bed, propping himself up with both hands, and then lifted his legs onto the bed one by one.

Zoey stifled a laugh, his legs were clearly fine but he had to pretend.

She watched as the man lay down properly, and then she lay down next to him, covering him with a blanket.

"Husband, goodnight."

"Goodnight," Russell said as he raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp.

The room plunged into darkness, senses heightened, the sound of their breathing became particularly clear.

The atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous, occasionally accompanied by the sound of a man swallowing, thick and seductive.

Zoey's heart was pounding as she tentatively reached out to grab the man's arm.

Russell, however, withdrew and said, "I 'm not really used to this."

"Then I will sleep over there," Zoey said with a hint of grievance in her voice.

"No need, just stay there like this."

Zoey was originally about to turn around, but instantly turned back. She carefully kept a distance of one person from the man and said, "I'm a very still sleeper, I won't move around."

Russell nodded and said, "Go to sleep."

"Okay," Zoey's lips curled up, the cold and clean scent from the man making her feel at ease.

In no time, she fell asleep.

Russell glanced at her, although not clearly, but the sweet scent emanating from the girl intoxicated him.

He turned around and gently stroked her hair.

Suddenly, there was a weight on his waist.

He reached out to touch it, feeling the slippery texture, which slid directly into his heart.

It was Zoey's leg.

Is this what she said, "I slept very still"?

What's even more outrageous is that Zoey then rubbed against the man's chest.

Russell's breath suddenly tightened, and his whole body became tense.

The sweet scent of the girl kept wafting into his nostrils as her soft body nuzzled against him. Finally, she found a comfortable position and settled down.

Russell closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Zoey's slight teasing made him unable to resist.

All night long, Russell was reciting in his mind: "God, grant me strength to turn away from temptation." 

The next morning, Zoey woke up but couldn't find Russell.

She took a glance at her phone and it was already 9 o'clock in the morning.

There was a black card and a note placed on the bedside table.

It said above: Only daily necessities have been prepared for you. If you want to buy clothes of any style, you can choose them yourself and have the butler deliver them to you.

Zoey's lips curled up, she was indeed going out today.

She sent a message to Russell: "Good morning, husband."

There was no limit on the card, you could swipe it as much as you wanted.

Thank you, husband, love you!

At that moment, Russell, who had received the message, was sitting in the conference room.

Everyone was amazed to see that the cold-faced god was actually smiling.

Sure enough, the next second, the man regained his cold expression, as if the scene just now was their illusion.

After Zoey finished tidying up, she had breakfast at the dining room and left with the butler driving.

Joanna watched the taillights of the car as it drove away, and quickly hid in a place to send a message.

Last night, Mrs. Maddox stayed overnight in Mr. Russell's room.

Zoey, sitting in the back seat of the car, looked at the phone screen and happened to see a sneaky scene of Joanna. She couldn't help but squint her eyes.