My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)
Chapter 718

Hearing Amos' voice, Eudora instinctively wanted to cover the scar on her face, but it was too late. He grabbed her arm and examined her forehead with burning eyes for a long time.

"The wound is quite deep. I'll bring you to get a tetanus shot!"

Eudora hurriedly shook her head, "It's not that serious. I just accidentally knocked it on the ground."

"Was it the client from this morning?" Amos's face darkened.

Eudora was worried that he would go to do something rash, so she hurriedly explained, "No, I accidentally hit the door frame while walking in! I'm fine, really. Don't worry about it!"

Amos didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and went to get the first aid kit.

Eudora was shocked, "I didn't even know we had a first aid kit here. How did you know?"

"This is your office, are you asking me?"

Eudora was tongue-tied.

"If I didn't ask you, who else could I ask?" Eudora wondered if this office truly belonged to her.

As she thought about it, a sense of coldness could be felt on her forehead. Amos disinfected the wound, but it was a little painful.

Instinctively, she winced. Amos's fingers stilled mid-air, and he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt!" Eudora shook her head. Recently, she had already greatly worried Amos. She didn't want him to always be concerned about her.

"Is she trying to act tough in front of me again?" Amos thought to himself.

Amos exerted a bit of strength in his fingers, and Eudora immediately hissed, "Be gentle." "Didn't you say it didn't hurt?"

Eudora was at a loss for words.

She knew that Amos would only yield to soft, gentle actions. He would not be happy if she acted tough in front of him.

In the end, she tugged at the corner of his shirt and pleaded with him cutely, "It hurts so much."

Amos's hand loosened slightly and said unhappily, "Are you still daring to act tough in front of me next time?" But his hand movements had loosened, contradicting with his words. After he wiped the wound and applied the ointment, he put a plaster on her wound.

"It's done. Let's go out for dinner together."

Eudora touched the plaster awkwardly, "But it's so ugly!"

She was the general manager of a company. It would be a joke to her employees if she walked out with the plaster on her forehead.

"Applying medicine is enough. We don't actually need this plaster, right?"

"No!" Amos's face was grim, "There's a lot of dust outside. We need to be careful in case the wound gets infected!"

"Then, I'm not going to eat!"

Eudora deliberately acted shamelessly, "I'm so ugly now, how could I go out to eat? People will laugh at me!" Amos snorted, "I'm with you. Who dares to laugh at you?"

"It's because you're with me, that's why they will laugh at me. You're so handsome, but I've become so ugly!"

The more Eudora spoke, the more she deliberately pestered him. In fact, she also knew that she was being unreasonable. However, she wanted to vent her frustrations thus she persisted that way.

In particular, there was such a person around her who was willing to listen to her unreasonable pestering. Eudora knew very well that she was much blessed than most people.

She felt better after pestering him that way and was about to give in to him. However, she saw Amos take out a plaster from the box and pass it to her. "Then, I'll match with you!"

As he spoke, he unwrapped the plaster and handed it to Eudora, "Why don't you help me putting it on?"

Eudora was stunned.

"Really? You don't actually need to..."

"Just stick it on!" Amos said.

Eudora also grew a little curious. What would everyone think of President Granger, who was uptight on a daily basis, being dressed like this?

Thinking about it, she stuck it on Amos's head and observed him carefully.

However, Amos still looked the same. Even if there was a plaster attached to him, he still looked good...

Eudora was slightly depressed. While she was being carried away by her thoughts, Amos took her hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat some plain food." A bland diet was most suitable for people with wounds.

They went all the way downstairs. As expected, Eudora heard a series of gasps. At first, she thought that everyone would be disillusioned by Amos' image. After listening to the people around them carefully, it turned out to be something else...

"Wow, President Granger's so handsome! Even though he has a plaster stuck on his head, he's still so handsome!"

"It's a type of sickly beauty, how attractive!"

"Keep your voice down. Madam is still by Mr. Granger's side!"

Eudora was dumbstruck.

Surprisingly, it seemed that everyone's aesthetic standards were the same. She also thought that Amos was handsome.

Just as she thought about it, Clint walked in from outside. When he saw the plaster on Amos's head, he hurriedly walked up to them and asked anxiously,

"Sir, are you hurt? Do you feel uncomfortable? Shall I take you and Madam to the hospital immediately?"

"No, there's no need for it!" Eudora hurriedly waved her hand, "We are fine!"

"But..." Clint looked at the plaster on Amos's forehead, "There will be an international video conference in the afternoon..."

If it was displayed in the video conference, it would still affect the company's reputation!

"He's fine, he's not injured," explained Eudora.

Clint didn't understand her, "Then what about the plaster..."

Eudora reached out and tore the plaster off Amos's forehead as a proof, "Look, he's okay!"

Clint was puzzled.

"Then, what are both of you..."

Amos finally opened his mouth and said, "I did it to match Eudora. If you have nothing else to do, go back to work."

Clint was flabbergasted.

"Do they still want me to live? Why are they able to show affection in public simply through a plaster?" Clint thought to himself.

"I'm also in a relationship too. But why do I still feel lonely and bitter?"

After lunch, Amos returned to his office and called Clint, "Conduct an investigation on the company that had a deal with Tyly Company before and replace out what happened."

Clint replied in an affirmative. He was numb to the fact that Amos would intervene in Eudora's affairs.

Only if Amos did not intervene one day, then would he feel that it was strange!

Soon, the results came back, "It was said that the other party wasn't satisfied with Madam's design. They claimed that her design was a detriment to their company, so the deal might not have gone through. They are now looking for a designer again! However, ordinary designers would not be much of a help to them as their request was problematic!"

Amos grunted and said, "Didn't rumor say that the government has been preparing to build a green city? Such a big project, don't you want to investigate it?"

Clint was shocked, "Do you mean that you want me to replace a way to investigate them?"

"Is there a problem?" Amos said indifferently.

"Of course, there was a problem. If it was in the past, wouldn't he have purchased them directly or given them a big lesson? Why was he taking a mild approach this time?" Clint thought.

"I just think that you've become more humane, sir!" Clint said.

"Ha..." Amos chuckled, "Eudora likes that project. If possible, it'd be better for Tyly Company to practice their skills with it! Let's discuss later if they decide not to cooperate."

Clint was dumbfounded.

As expected, he thought too naively. Amos was still the wife-spoiling maniac. He had never changed.

He probably would not be changing anytime in the future as well!