Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 357

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 357

Arielle did not say anything else and merely nodded.

"Okay."

When Vinson entered the room, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Sasha bit her lip and asked, "Have you found Toni and Andy's corpses?":

Vinson nodded. "After hearing about the incident, I sent my men to look for you. Their corpses are with the traffic police now. After I send you to the hospital, I'll retrieve them." Sasha's tears streamed down her face again.

Vinson said, "Don't bother yourselves with too much. Spend your effort on recovering instead. We'll host a funeral for them later on."

"Okay!" Sasha nodded firmly and promised, "I'll recover as quickly as possible!"

At that moment, it was the first time Sasha genuinely regretted sneaking out to look for Blake when Larissa was not around.

If she had not left, she could have recovered faster and met Toni and Andy for the last time before they died.

After a while, Vinson's men arrived.

Arielle instructed those in the manor whom she had bribed to free up the exit route through the back gate.

From there, she sent Sasha out.

As Vinson had not come with anyone else, he carried Sasha out himself.

Arielle followed behind silently.

She did not know what to say, nor did she want to say anything.

Vinson placed Sasha into the car carefully. Sighing, he turned around and said to Arielle, "You should go back so no one will be suspicious. Aren't there Cindy's spies in the manor as well?" Arielle nodded and told Sasha, "Rest well, okay? I'll try my best to look for Blake."

"Thank you, Ms. Moore." Enduring the pain at her waist, Sasha squeezed out a smile.

When Arielle saw her forced smile, she felt even more bothered. I must be crazy to feel this upset. The hospital is much cleaner and more hygienic than Larissa's room. Since she's going there, why am I feeling unhappy? I should be delighted!

Arielle scolded herself for feeling upset for no reason. Forcing a smile, she waved goodbye to Sasha and closed the car door.

She turned around and said to Vinson, "I'm going back. Drive safely, okay? Her wound's deep, so don't make her move about." "Don't worry, I know."

Arielle nodded and returned to the manor with Larissa.

Vinson kept watching Arielle's back until she disappeared around the corner. Only then did he avert his gaze and get into the car.

The car drove forward slowly in silence.

"I've always wondered..." Sasha, who was sitting on the backseat and clutching her wound, broke the silence. "About the kind of woman you'd replace to accompany you for the rest of your life.” When Vinson heard that, he remained expressionless, though his grip on the steering wheel tightened.

Feigning a look of nonchalance, he asked, "What kind of woman do you think I'd replace?"

Sasha smiled and asked, "Haven't you found her already?"

"Who are you referring to?" Vinson gulped, but his expression remained the same.

"Ms. Moore, am I right???

A hint of an emotion crept into Vinson's face.

He cleared his throat. "Why would you say that? We're only friends."

Friends who are married.

Sasha burst out laughing when she heard that. However, having accidentally pulled on her wound, she immediately paled. Luckily, the pain subsided quickly.

Breathing slowly, she said, "Friends? Mr. Vinson, you've never acted like that even toward the four of us and Mr. Morgan."

"This is a special circumstance," replied Vinson calmly. "I brought Arielle so much trouble, so it's only reasonable that I should protect her."

"Really?" Sasha shook her head in disbelief. "Just like a sneeze, love is something that can never be concealed. There's no use in lying to me-I can still sense it."

Vinson subconsciously touched his nose.

When he realized that he was doing that, he was stunned.

Gulping, he insisted, "I don't know. I need to confirm it."

Sasha asked in confusion, "Do you even have to confirm if you like somebody?"?

"Of course!"

As he had never liked anyone, he did not know how it

felt like.

Hence, he needed to confirm it.

Sasha asked curiously, "How do you plan on confirming

it?"

"I don't know," replied Vinson exasperatedly. "I haven't thought of it yet. Do you have any suggestions?"

Sasha thought about it for a while before saying, "I have an idea. When I was at the borders of Manchernius, I liked someone. To confirm if I actually liked him, I chose to avoid him for a week. I told myself that if I could endure the wait, I merely had a good impression of him. If I couldn't, it meant that I really liked him."

Her words piqued Vinson's interest.

"What happened? Were you able to endure it?"

Sasha averted her gaze and smiled bitterly. "You know how chaotic the Manchernius borders are. On the second day of my decision, I heard that he died from a bomb dropped from the fighter jets. Even his corpse couldn't be found."

Vinson shot a brief glance at Sasha. "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing," said Sasha dismissively. "If you didn't arrive in time and saved us four from the rebels, we would've died there. I'm grateful for every subsequent day that I'm alive. I was too rash just now. I promise that I will only give up on my life with your permission,

regardless... regardless of whether Blake is still alive or not."

"I'm glad that you think that way," said Vinson as he stepped on the accelerator. "After your wound is healed, I'll leave Arielle in your protection." Sasha was stunned for a while before nodding. "Yes, Sir."

The four of them never refused Vinson's orders.

Furthermore, she had a feeling that Arielle would become her future master as well. It was her honor to protect Arielle.

Luckily, Arielle escaped unscathed from this incident. Otherwise, Sasha would never be able to absolve herself from the guilt. Sitting on the driver's seat, Vinson gripped the steering wheel as a grim look crossed his eyes.

Can I endure it for a week? Do I wish that I can endure it or not?

Vinson racked his brains over it, but could not arrive at an answer. Perhaps, the answer will come soon. Meanwhile, at the Southall residence, Arielle returned to her room and sat for a while to calm herself down. She needed time to deal with her complex emotions.

The curtains in the room were open slightly. In the dark room, a ray of light shone through the gap, landing on Arielle's cheek.