Chapter 561 Your friend told us to continue
"I'll get you treated," Phillipe said, carrying her to another presidential suite.
The floor manager saw them and was shocked to see Phillipe being so attentive to this girl.
He thought, 'Are the rumors true? Is Phillipe secretly dating? Is this girl the one? She looks like she's still in high school. Phillipe really doesn't care.'
Without overthinking, the manager rushed over, pulling out a room card to open another suite for them.
"Get the first aid kit," Phillipe ordered calmly.
"Yes, Mr. Bourbon." The manager noticed Abella's calf was injured. On closer look, it was just a few small cuts, probably from some stones.
He sighed, 'These girls are so delicate now. A little injury and they need to be carried by Phillipe, acting all spoiled.'
As Phillipe entered the room, he felt the manager's gaze and asked coldly, "Don't you have anything else to do?"
"I was just checking if Ms. Medici's injury was serious and if I needed to get more medicine. I'll get it right away." The manager, scared, quickly left.
Phillipe placed Abella on the sofa and saw her calf was scratched, with a few cuts on her arm too.
Abella often got injured; he thought he needed to carry more convenient medicine with them.
"Don't worry, it's just a minor wound," Abella said, "It's no big deal."
"You always say that," Phillipe replied, looking at her wounds, remembering how she had jumped into the lake to save someone without hesitation. He had swum after her, but she was faster and better.
He had chased after her, fearing she would disappear from his sight.
"Next time, try not to get hurt?" Phillipe asked, wanting a definite answer from her. If she was a bit more careful, it would mean fewer wounds.
Abella smiled, "Feeling sorry for me?"
"Yes, every time I see you hurt, I wish these wounds were on me," Phillipe said, half-kneeling, holding her injured foot. "Look, such delicate skin, these cuts will take days to heal."
"This kind of pain is nothing to me. If you feel sorry, I'll be more careful next time."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Phillipe, touched and happy, leaned in and gently kissed her.
"Mr. Bourbon, the first aid kit is here!" The manager appeared like a gust of wind, seeing them kiss, regretting his timing.
Phillipe glanced at him, annoyed. "You're quite fast."
"I was just worried about Ms. Medici's injury," the manager said, quickly putting down the first aid kit. "I'll leave now. Call me if you need anything."
Seeing the manager leave in a hurry, Abella laughed. "You scared him away again."
"Such impeccable timing," Phillipe said, opening the first aid kit, placing Abella's injured foot on his lap, and carefully disinfecting and treating the wound.
Abella watched him apply the medicine and teased, "You're getting better at this."
"Because you keep getting hurt," Phillipe replied, carefully applying the medicine. "Does it hurt?"
Abella shook her head.
"This place only has basic meds. If it stings, let me know, and I'll get something better."
"No need," Abella smiled. "We're leaving soon anyway."
"Why not have dinner with your friends before we go?" Phillipe suggested, finishing up her bandages.
Abella thought of her friends in the hot spring. "Alright, let's eat first."
There probably wouldn't be much to eat back at school.
After bandaging her, Phillipe hugged her tightly.
"Haven't seen you much lately," he said, looking into her eyes. "You're always so busy."
Simple moments like these were becoming rare.
"Aren't we together now?" Abella smiled. "Get up, the floor is cold."
Phillipe, still kneeling, held her close, not wanting to let go.
Abella gently patted his back. "The hairpin you gave me is very useful. I'll always carry it."
"Better carry me too," Phillipe said, leaning in to kiss her again.
"Abella!"
"Abella!" Josie, supporting the injured Bella, found them and froze at the intimate scene.
Quickly recovering, she said, "Too many rooms, Bella, we went to the wrong one. Manager, which room were we in for the hot spring?"
The manager outside thought, 'Didn't you just ask me for directions to find Ms. Medici?'
Josie frantically signaled to the manager, then heard Abella's voice from inside. "Let's all go down and get something to eat."
Phillipe looked at Abella, wondering why it was so hard to be alone with her.
"No need, we're not hungry," Bella said, not wanting to intrude. 'So Abella came to see Phillipe when she said she had something to do!'
Thinking of Phillipe kneeling and kissing Abella, Bella felt her heart race. She didn't expect them to be so deeply in love.
Phillipe wasn't just a domineering CEO; he was also gentle and considerate in private, his affection was overwhelming.
In contrast, Abella was like a queen, enjoying Phillipe's attention.
"You guys continue, we'll head back. We haven't finished our hot spring," Bella said, pulling Josie away quickly.
"Your friend told us to continue," Phillipe said, kissing Abella again, deepening the kiss.
Meanwhile, Josie and Bella returned to the suite, hearts still pounding.
For them, who hadn't been in a relationship, the scene was intense and sweet.
"Abella is amazing, capturing such an outstanding man. You could see Phillipe was completely into her," Bella said sincerely.
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