Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

With a pale face, Cecelia picked up her luggage, going away from the site.

In the blazing sun, she staggered along the road. A few taxis passed by and slowed down, asking her if she wanted help, but she didn't respond.

She couldn't feel the heat, dryness, and exhaustion of the body.

He was gone.

Why? Did he run away because he learned that she had flown here looking for him?

Did he hate her so much?

Didn't dad say he had contacted him and told him her birth on the phone? Now, he knew that he wasn't related to her, didn't he?

Before, he avoided her because she was his sister.

But now, when he knew they were not blood-related, why did he run away?

The only possibility was... he didn't like her at all.

Whether she was his sister or not, he never considered having a romantic relationship with her.

"Hey, babe, want a ride?"

A car slowly followed her, and out of the window came the voice of a yellow-haired man.

"No." Cecelia, in a bad mood, replied coldly.

"It's a long and lonely road, and the sun might burn your pretty skin. Get in, and I won't charge you a thing." The yellow-haired man continued.

It was not easy to meet a beautiful woman in such a place.

"Go!" Cecelia said impatiently.

The man took a deep breath and, enraged, sped up and pulled the car in front of Cecelia. He got out and walked up to her.

"I was kind enough to give you a lift, but you told me to go? Are you Americans so rude?" He said boisterously as he stretched out his hand as if to take advantage of her.

"Take your hand away from her." A cold voice came from behind before the hand touched Cecelia.

The yellow-haired man turned on the alarm.

Cecelia froze at the voice and slowly looked back in disbelief.

Kevin!

Under the scorching sun, he was dressed in black trousers and a white shirt, quiet and expressionless, approaching her in a cool manner. His sleeves were rolled up, showing his firm arms.

He had got a suntan after being burnt by the sun for a long while, and the ceaseless work had made him leaner and stronger. He looked like a panther on African plains.

He was even more charming in this image than as a social elite.

Kevin strode over, grabbing the man on his hairy wrists and easily pulling him aside.

The man reacted by raising his fist in anger and punching Kevin.

But his fist was caught in midair!

Kevin held the man's fist with a tenacious grip in one hand and punched him hard in the face with the other!

The man realized to his horror that he couldn't pull out his hand. He got a blow from the thin and graceful man and was thrown to the ground.

The pain made him see stars.

Scrambling to his feet, the man was about to run away when Kevin seized him by his collar, yanking him back and kicking him in the knee.

The man knelt on Cecelia uncontrollably.

"Apologize to her," Kevin snapped.

Reluctantly, the man bowed his head to Cecelia and said in a panic, "I'm sorry, Miss. I shouldn't have been rude to you."

"Go away!" Cecelia said without looking at him. She stared at Kevin. Her mind was rescinded from others.

The yellow-haired man got up at once and rushed to his car.

The car sped away, raising a cloud of dust.

Cecelia looked at Kevin with emotion. She couldn't believe he was there.

After having experienced too many disappointments, she dared not have hope.

"I have to spend time worrying about you," Kevin said as he walked to the transfixed girl.

Last time, she went to the earthquake-stricken town in the southwest. Well, at least it was a domestic town.

This time she came all the way to Africa.

After only a few hours, her face was crimson with sunburn.

The simple sentence from him made Cecelia feel a sense of grievance.

"Didn't you leave this morning? Why come back again?" She murmured, clenching her fists.

"What do you think?" Kevin lifted his eyes and looked at her meaningfully.

"Did you... forget something?" She ventured.

Kevin narrowed his eyes and nodded. "Well, you may say so."

Cecelia bit her lip, on the verge of tears.

How could he have come back for her? He just forgot something and accidentally met her.

Frustrated and angry, she was about to pick up her luggage and go when he suddenly took her luggage from her and held her hand.

"What are you doing?" Cecelia started and stumbled after him.

"Didn't I come back for something? I've got it. We can go now."

Cecelia's eyes widened.

What did he mean? Did he come back to take her?

"Kevin!" She stopped and shook off his hand. "Tell me what happened! You left the site this morning to avoid me, didn't you? Why now..."

"I did leave the site this morning, ready to go home," he said, glancing back, "but not to avoid you."

After a pause, he said with a big smile, "I'm going home to look for you."

He had no idea that she would come today.

A few days ago, he had learned her story through a call from Robert.

It turned out that Cecelia was not related to him.

It was shocking that Madison accidentally had Cecelia after a one-night stand, but he had to say, the biggest stone in his heart was put down.

Then he knew that the girl had known about the secret, but she never told him.

She must be suffering.

After the phone call with Robert, he booked the plane ticket, ready to return home to look for her.

It just so happened that the day he left South Africa was the day she came to find him.

If he had not just received a phone call from Robert when he arrived at the airport, he would have missed her again.

Cecelia stared at him as though pondering his words, wondering whether it was a dream or not.

"Wake up," Kevin squeezed her face.

Cecelia rubbed her face.

It was not a dream.

He left this morning not to avoid her, but to look for her!

When he knew she was here, he returned to find her!

For an instant, all the happiness came back, filling her chest. But the next moment, her small face fell.

"Don't you despise me?" She whispered in low spirits.

Kevin looked at her quizzically.

"You are the rightful master of the Smith family, but I... I'm only an illegitimate child." A touch of bitterness touched her lips,

He lifted a strand of her hair, wrapping it around his finger, and then gently pulled her closer to him.

"Do you know why I came here after I left the southwest town?" He didn't answer her directly.

Cecelia tilted her head. She was really surprised to hear from her father that he was in a mine site in South Africa.

He looked around with a soft chuckle.

"I came here because I hope the hard environment and hard work can help me forget you."

From then on, she was not his sister but his girl.

Everything he had was hers.

She looked shocked, and her lips slightly trembled.

This was the most touching confession in the world for her.

She threw herself into his arms.

The sky was baked red by the afternoon sun.