My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 153: I Can't Fall Asleep Without You

‘'What?’' Wendy was stupefied.

Like an arrow launched from a bow, Ryan's words instantly pierced the softest, most delicate part ofher heart.

She blushed.

She covered her face with her unsteady hands and sat there in a daze, unable to react for a long time.

Reese slapped her on the shoulder.

"What...What are you doing?" Wendy asked.

"Are you flipped?"

"No..."

"Tell me the truth! You know you can be brutally honest with me."

Reese hugged her as she did when they were still little.

"Silly Wendy! You should know that Mr.Ryan is the CEO of the Oliver Group.He is a very busy man! Butbecause Ray and I are the people you care most about, he is willing to sacrifice his precious time andenergy to take care of us.It's really rare to come across someone like that."

"Reese, you are my sister, not his.Why do you always take his side?"

"I'm not on his side.I'm on your side!"

Reese prodded Wendy's forehead and said, "If he doesn't treat you well, will I praise him to the hilt?"

Of course, in Reese's heart, Wendy's mind, nay her life, mattered.

Reese and Wendy had grown up together and were extremely close.

She could read Wendy like a book.She knew that Wendy had serious feelings for Ryan.

Although she was in denial, her eyes and body language told a different story.

Perhaps Wendy wasn't aware that every time she was with Ryan, she was in a relaxed andcomfortable state.

This was something she had never experienced with any other man.

"Reese, do you really think we are a good match?"

"Yes, you are a perfect match!"

Upon hearing that, Wendy wobbled.

"Reese..."

"I know why you are hesitant to make a commitment to him, but if you deny him, then you will be doinghim a great disservice.Don't you agree? It's better to leave the choice to him than to be entangled withyour unnecessary worries.I believe that he is not a superficial being.To say the least, if he leaves youbecause of your messy past, then that's his choice.But it's better to give him the benefit of the doubt."

Reese's powerful words drove Wendy into a serious dilemma.

"Well, I think I've said enough.Think it over.I won't influence your judgment."

Wendy was silent.

‘'You said everything you wanted to say.Moreover, your words have already had a deep impact on me"Confused, Wendy went to freshen up.

It was already eleven o'clock at night.

Lying on the bed, she couldn't fall asleep because of what Reese had said to her.

"Alas!"

She tossed and turned and felt nervous for no reason.

Then she became more edgy and fidgety again.

Her restlessness unnerved her! She even tried to count sheep so as to fall asleep but she couldn'tslump into dream land.

The more she thought about those sheep, the more sober she became.

Now she didn't want to sleep at all.

"Ahl"

She covered her head in frustration, then lifted the quilt and sat up.

It's annoying!' she complained inwardly.

She got off the bed and barefoot went and poured herself a glass of water and gulped it all down.

Thereafter she wiped her mouth and put the glass on the bedside table.

"Sleep!" she commanded herself.

Then she jumped into the bed and covered herself with the quilt.

She tried every trick in the book to clear her mind but met with dismal failure.

Every effort, made her more listless.

All she could think about was Ryan.

‘'Damn it! It's so annoying"

"Ahhh!"

She lay limp on the bed, kicked off the quilt and whined, "You are so insidious and cunning.Youpromised not to meet me for seven days so that I could think clearly without any distraction, but you stilltried to influence my decision by helping my sister.It's unfair."

She couldn't fall asleep at all.

With disheveled hair, she got out of bed and walked to the French window.

"Swish!"

She opened the curtain.

Autumn nights were always ice cold.

As the pale moonlight flooded the room, it had the appearance of a haunted house from a horrormovie.novelbin

Wendy shuddered.

Subconsciously, she looked at the villa opposite her.

To her surprise, she found that the lights on the second floor of the villa were still on.

The sight of light instantly calmed her and her fear of the unknown disappeared.

From afar, appeared the silhouette of a man standing in front of the French window.

He was tall and resembled Ryan.

‘'Damn! It was Ryan's bedroom!'’ Wendy finally realized who the figure was.

"Swish!"

She drew back the curtain instinctively.

After closing the curtain, she felt it was too deliberate, so she gently opened a small gap in the curtain.

She leaned against the glass and peeked at the other side secretly.

Across her, she realized that the person standing in front of the French window was indeed Ryan.

He was smoking a cigarette and looking in her direction.

Although he was a good distance away, she sensed that he was staring at her.

"What a freak! Why don't you go to bed? It's so late.It's So scary to see someone stands by the windowstaring out like some ghost..."

As soon as she finished groaning, her phone on the bedside table beeped.

Who could possibly be sending a message at this unearthly hour? Wendy sauntered over and took alook at the phone.

It was a message from Ryan.She hesitated for a while then clicked it.

"You haven't slept yet?"

"No, I'm sleeping!"

"The light in your room is still on," said Ryan.

"I just like to sleep with the light on," lied Wendy stubbornly.

"It turns out that you can still chat when you are asleep," said Ryan.

Wendy was gagged.

Embarrassed, she felt like an utter fool.She texted him, "Why are you still awake?"

"I can't fall asleep."

"Insomnia again?"

Leo had researched over a period of time, what the best solution for Ryan's insomnia was.

That was one of the reasons why Wendy insisted that they not meet for seven days.

However, this method could only be used for a short duration.

Leo discovered that Ryan could keep calm only as long as Wendy was around him.

After the experiment, strangely enough, Leo found that Ryan could also fall asleep with Wendy'sclothes in his arms.

However, it must be the clothes she had worn, the kind that hadn't been washed.

The clothes that carried the scent of her.

Wendy was shocked when she heard this.

After assessing the situation, Wendy was at a loss for words.

In her mind, Ryan had always been a serious and arrogant man.

But when she visualized such a man hugging her clothes and sleeping like some freak at night, shewas disturbed.

‘'Damn! What's the difference between him and a pervert? They were both trying to satisfy theirabnormal psychological needs in the same ways! But at the end of the day, it was a way to help Ryanfall asleep! Therefore, after they agreed not to see each other for seven days, she took the trouble ofcollecting a large basket of her unwashed clothes and dispatched it to him.

In this way, there was no pressure on her to sleep with him and she could take her decision regardinghis declaration with ease.

Logically speaking, Ryan should not be suffering from insomnia.

‘'Ding! “ She received another message from Ryan, "Yes.Insomnia."

"Why?"

‘'Did the smell on my clothes dissipate? How about I save the clothes I had changed today and ask theservants of No.1 villa to fetch them later?'’ Wendy thought.

Her phone beeped again.

When she looked down, she saw a few staggering words sent by Ryan.

"I can't fall asleep without you."