Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 531 He Blamed Himself

Chapter 531 He Blamed Himself

With a look of solemnity, Kevin said seriously, "If I had insisted on bringing you home, none of this would have happened."

Ally didn't expect him to say that. She was touched deeply.

She shook her head and said, "It's not your fault."

"You are my wife. I should have protected you."

Ally was flushed again, not knowing what to say.

With a smile appearing on his face, Kevin stroked Ally's hair affectionately.

The car rounded a mountain road and finally stopped in front of a villa. Kevin's assistant Pat got out first and opened the door for them. When Ally was ready to get off, Kevin suddenly scooped her up in his arms and went straight to the villa.

Ally was surprised and tried to escape from her arms. However, she heard Kevin's firm voice. "Don't move."

She pouted, looked at him with a deep frown on his face, and held her tongue.

Fine. Could she interpret his kindness as a gentleman helping a woman with an injured knee?

Still, she felt warm as she leaned on Kevin's broad shoulder.

Kevin's villa was magnificent, several times bigger than Ally's house.

Kevin carried Ally up to the second floor. He kicked the door of the bedroom open and put her to bed.

The room was designed with simple black and white style, in line with Kevin's masculine taste. Not every piece of furniture was expensive, but the interior decor was well designed, showing the superb artistic taste of the owner.

After putting her to bed, Kevin took off Ally's shoes.

Ally's body was rigid, then she stopped him, "I can do it myself."

However, Kevin pushed her hand away, looked at her, and said, "I've never taken off shoes for a woman before. Could you do me the honor?"

Ally paused and blushed, hardly knowing what to do.

She was wearing a pair of white sneakers today. With his long, slender fingers, Kevin untied her shoelaces before taking off her shoes and her pink socks.

Only then did Ally notice that she had a sprained ankle with a bruise and it hurt.

However, she wondered how he knew before she did.

Before she could figure it out, Kevin frowned and said, "hold on, I'll be back in a minute."

Then he left the room.

He stopped at the door and said, "Take off your pants. We should do something about your wound on your knees."

Ally sat there in dumb silence.

Three minutes later, Kevin came back with a medical kit in his hand.

He found Ally still sitting there and did not do as he said.

He wrinkled his brow and squatted down in front of her, "Someone's not being a good girl."

Ally couldn't describe her feeling now. Was it appropriate for a man to ask a woman to take off her pants in bed?

Kevin narrowed his eyes slightly as if to detect her shyness.

"I've seen it all. Don't be shy."

She felt a warm blush rise to her cheeks and pushed him away, "You jerk!"

"Well." Ignoring her embarrassment, he held her hand and kissed her on the lips.

Ally was totally stunned.

Such a jerk!

"Oh come on, we have to do something about your wound before it gets worse. Let me see it."

Kevin talked to her like he was talking to a child. And he was about to pull off her pants.

Ally recoiled in horror. "No, take me to the hospital," she said as she stretched out her hands to resist his help.

"Doctors in the hospital are not as gentle as me."

"I can do it myself!"

Her refusal finally wore down his patience. He got up and looked down at her.

Ally clutched her pants and stared at him.

After a while, Kevin left with a faint smile passing over his face.

Ally didn't know what to do.

She watched him storm out of the room, slamming the door as he left...

Ally was bewildered. Did he get mad?

Why was he so cranky?

She just didn't want him to touch her. Big deal!

Ally was upset thinking of what had happened. Her nose twitched and she couldn't help but cry.

However, the door opened and Kevin came in again.

He strode up to her with a straight face and picked her up in his strong arms.

Ally was totally stunned, "What are you doing?"

Kevin spoke in a brusque tone, "Go to the hospital."

Although he had a bad temper, he was very kind to her.

What should she do?

It was late when they got to the hospital. After the doctor on duty treated her wound and gave her some instructions on diet, they went back.

With a bandage on her leg, Kevin carried her upstairs after they got back to the villa.

It suddenly occurred to her that they were going to spend the night under the same roof.

She knew it would be unreasonable if she insisted on leaving. But she was not ready to spend the night with him.

It seemed that Kevin saw through her mind. He reached out and rubbed her head, "Don't worry. I'll sleep in the living room tonight."

Ally felt even more embarrassed now. Then she said in a whisper, "Not at all!"

Kevin gave a little giggle and put her to bed and brought a hot towel to wipe her face. With his help, Ally felt almost ashamed. She expressed several attempts to do it herself, but she was stopped. She felt the need to lighten the awkward atmosphere.

"The driver..."

"Don't worry. Consider it done."

"How?" A frown creased her forehead. "Don't we have to call the police?

Kevin looked up at Ally, paused for a moment, and said, "I will. You don't have to worry about this, OK?"

Then he tucked her in and went out with the towel.

Kevin's gentle expression disappeared when he closed the door. He called his assistant on his cell phone. "Ford, how is it?"

"Boss, it's done."

"Fine." Kevin thought about it and said, "Tell Max to send someone to the police station to go through the motions."