Mr. CEO's Young Mistress novel Chapter 61

Sharon suddenly thought, "He's not going to hit me, is he?"

"Do you admit to your wrongdoings?" The man demanded icily. 

Sharon frowned and hung her head solemnly. 

Leonard looked ready to blow a fuse as he glared at her. "Answer me!"

Sharon jumped. Feeling sorry for herself, she mumbled, "I was only going to sleep over at a friend's house for one night. You're overreacting."

Leonard's face immediately darkened when he heard her response. 

"Great, Sharon, just great!" 

"Why, thank you!" Sharon choked out. 

Leonard's hands clenched into fists as he glared at Sharon, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "How dare you—" 

"What's the big deal? It was only going to be a sleepover at my friend's. It wasn't like I was getting into fights or drinking in bars! If you're that unhappy, I'll move out tomorrow and live with Grandpa, alright?" Sharon snapped unhappily, glaring at Leonard with reddened eyes. 

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Leonard was taken aback by her violent reaction.

After two seconds, he sneered. "I see that you've become bolder—"

"You can say whatever you want!"

Sharon retorted loudly, cutting him off again. 

With a clenched jaw, she slowly got up from the floor, holding on to her butt as she waddled funnily to the door.

Leonard couldn't believe that the young lady putting up a fuss in front of him was Sharon. 

His eyes widened in anger as he glowered at Sharon. "Did I give you permission to leave?"

"Well, it isn't any of your business, is it? My legs are my own, so I'll go wherever I want to! You don't get to tell me what to do!" Sharon seethed.

Tonight, Sharon was like a bear with a sore head, clapping back aggressively to everything Leonard said. 

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Leonard had steam coming out of his ears. He trudged forward and lifted Sharon, who had been about to open the door. Throwing her over his shoulder, he gave her two sharp slaps on the buttocks.  

Sharon froze up, dumbstruck.

After a few seconds, she burst into tears. 

Her ear-splitting cries were hysterical as if Leonard intended to kill her. 

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Sharon's attitude greatly angered Leonard. 

His face was stony as he hauled Sharon onto the bed. 

The bed was exceptionally soft and had a sprung bed base, so the impact did not hurt Sharon. 

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However, Sharon still saw stars. 

But the sudden action successfully cut off her cries. 

She laid on the bed, wide-eyed with confusion. 

"Were you wrong?" Leonard demanded.

She not only felt that she did nothing wrong, but she also felt that she was the one who had been wronged the most. 

Seeing that she wouldn't admit her mistakes, Leonard lowered his head again.

Sharon's legs flailed from the pain. 

Leonard released her once more and fixed his cold eyes on her, who was breathing heavily. "Were you wrong?" he repeated. 

"I-I-I want to f-find grandpa a-a-and tell him h-how you're torturing m-me. Oh! It hurts! I-I was wrong! I was wrong, all right?" Sharon wailed between sobs.

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Leonard curled his lip and removed his teeth. His face was cold and unforgiving as he stared at Sharon. "Will you do it again?"

"N-N-No. I won't..." Sharon hid her face in her hands, tears escaping her eyes. 

"Are you going to be cheeky and talk back?"

"No," Sharon replied.

"So, do I get to tell you what to do?" Leonard narrowed his eyes. 

Tears streamed down her face as she nodded her head.  

"Do I?" he asked again. 

"Yes, yes, yes!" Sharon repeated, almost driven crazy at this point. 

She may have agreed on the outside, but inside, she was actually cursing him for being an overbearing tyrant!

Sharon fluttered her tear-filled eyelashes, sniffled, and looked at Leonard. 

"Does it hurt?" Leonard furrowed his brows and asked softly when he noticed Sharon's lips trembling. 

Sharon blinked, tears sliding down from the edge of her eyes. 

"Duh! Why don't I give you a bite as well?" Sharon wanted to snap at him but lacked the courage. 

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Leonard pressed his lips together. He got off her and walked out of the bedroom. 

Sharon stilled for a moment before Leonard's voice floated in. 

"Kelley, bring me the first aid kit," Leonard ordered. 

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Kelley quickly went to retrieve the first aid kit. She wanted to see how Sharon was doing, but Leonard merely told her to give him the box.

Kelley did not dare to go against him, so she surrendered the kit to him. 

Leonard took the kit, turned around, and walked into his room. Kelley tried to follow him, but before she could, he shut the door in her face. 

Kelley stopped in her tracks and stood anxiously outside the door for a few minutes. 

With no other options, she eventually went downstairs. 

In the room.

Leonard carried the first-aid kit over to Sharon.

He placed it on the bedside table and took out some disinfectant and cotton swabs. He quietly sat on the edge of the bed. 

Sharon watched him dip the cotton swab into the bottle of disinfectant. With a scowl, she whispered hoarsely, "I don't want to do it."

"He must have broken the skin. I bet it'll sting if he puts the disinfectant on me!" Sharon exclaimed silently. 

Leonard pursed his lips and coaxed her gently. "I'll be quick. You won't hurt so much after the medication."

Sharon shook her head.

Leonard hadn't been asking for permission at all. Ignoring her protest, he dabbed the soaked cotton swab on her lips. 

She hissed and kept pulling her head back. 

Leonard paused his actions and watched her without saying a word. 

Tears welled up in Sharon's eyes. In a plaintive voice, she asked, "Can't you apply the ointment directly without any disinfectant?" 

"What do you think?"

"Ouch!"

Leonard had already pressed the cotton swab to her lips before he finished answering her. 

Sharon immediately shut her eyes from the pain, shaking violently.  

Leonard's tightened his jaw and hastened his movements. Then, he took out the salve and applied it.

Instantly, Sharon felt relief from the pain. 

Leonard placed the items back into the first aid kit neatly and turned to Sharon. 

Sharon lowered her gaze and pretended not to notice his eyes on her. 

"Do you hate me?" he suddenly asked.

Sharon trembled, her eyes tearing up again.

Sharon didn't raise her head, nor did she speak.

Suddenly, a long finger lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.

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Leonard frowned deeply and stared at Sharon. "What's done is done." 

Tears welled up in Sharon's eyes. She moaned agonizingly in a raspy voice, "Master Leonard, why are you doing this?"

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"What do you think?" Leonard asked instead, bringing himself to her soft lips. 

Sharon's eyes widened from the sudden kiss. 

Leonard did not go any further. He slowly retracted his body and cupped her cheek. The tips of Sharon's ears were red. His deep eyes stared at her face, and he murmured in a gravelly voice. "Do you understand now?"

Sharon brought her fingers to her lips numbly. Her eyes were full of confusion as she looked at Leonard.

Leonard stroked her ears gently and whispered hoarsely. "All this time, I've been waiting."

Sharon stiffened, panic appearing in her eyes. 

Leonard frowned and gently massaged the deep furrow between her brows. "Sharon, you're mine, and you can only be mine. Do you understand?"

Sharon's breath laboured. "I've always thought of you as family. I have never—" 

"Then start now. It's actually not that difficult to treat me as a man."

He buried his hand in her hair, cupped his hand behind her nape and pulled her close, pressing her face against his chest.

The steady thumps of his heartbeat travelled to her ears like a drum. 

Sharon could hear his heart beating faster and louder. 

At the same time, her heart seemed to speed up to match his. 

Suddenly, the large hand on her nape went to cup her face, lifting her face from his chest.