Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 109: The Owner “You think I care?” Smith spat out, his eyes almost glowing. “And lemme warn

you this last time. If you and your useless husband love yourself, never meddle with me ever again!”

He warned sternly.

“Are you like this because grandfather isn’t around?” Avery accused.

Smith regarded them for a moment before he walked out of the house in anger.

Avery took in a deep breath and looked up at Grey, a bit touched by his action. “Are you alright?” She

sounded worried. Grey nodded once. “I’m fine,” he lied and moved towards the room.

Three maids rushed inside. Avery regarded them for a moment before she went for the first aid box.

She didn’t know how much damage the chocolate had done to Grey but she knew that he was just

lying about being fine. It was her fault anyways. And if Grey hadn’t hugged her, she wondered where

the chocolate would have spilled on.

When she walked inside the room, Grey was staring in the mirror and the shirt was still on him. “Are

you truly ok?” Avery hesitated by the door and asked, concerned.

Grey nodded once. “I’m fine. Are you hurt anywhere?” He turned to look at her. Avery watched him for

a moment. “Why won’t I be fine? You took the bullet for me.” Grey laughed at this, the image became

stuck in her head. Actually, she had never seen Grey laugh and it was recently that she realized how

handsome he looked. “Don’t worry, I can take a bullet for you.” Avery sighed. “Stop being sarcastic,”

she muttered and moved closer with the first aid box. “Let’s see if the chocolate hasn’t caused any

damage.” “I’m fine, Avery. You needn’t worry about this?” He said stubbornly. Avery ignored him and

instead placed the box on the floor beside her. She stretched to grab the shirt. “I will pull this off,” she

informed but Grey caught hold of her hand. “I will do this,” he said firmly and Avery reluctantly let go of

the shirt. He sighed

and slipped the shirt off his body. The first thing that Avery saw was the tattoo. “When did you get this?”

She asked out of curiosity. She reached for it, touching the side of the viper with delicacy. She wasn’t at

all scared of the image. Actually, she loved men with tattoos but Lucy found it weird.

Even at that, Smith had few tattoos on his body. He was always very stubborn and undisciplined. It was

still a miracle that Lucy now relates well with him.

“It has been on me forever,” he replied. Avery smiled. “That’s why it has grown small,” she traced the

image until it got to a slightly reddish mark.

The Louis Vuitton wear was thick and little of the chocolate actually spilled on Grey. The impact caused

the area to turn very red but it didn’t swell and wasn’t

deep.

Avery released a relieved sigh. “It’s not deep, that’s good.” “I told you I was fine,” Grey insisted in a

thick voice. Avery ignored his remark. “Will you come to the bathroom so that I can rinse it with water?”

Grey groaned. “I’m just tired and hungry. I will like to get it done with quickly.” Avery looked up. “You are

hungry? Why didn’t you say that?” When Grey didn’t reply, she got up and rushed out of the room.

Grey entered the shower before she got back. In fact, he had slipped on pajama trousers, leaving his

chest unclad as he was sure that Avery would still disturb. “I’ve told the maids to make something quick

for you.” she informed him. Grey turned to look at her, shocked. “You told the maids to make my food?”

Well, Avery had never bothered herself about something that concerned Grey and he was shocked at

the new behavior.

“I will apply the lotion on the wound since you’ve bath before I got back,” she bent and applied the

lotion on it. “May I ask you a question?” Grey nodded once. “Anything.”

“How did you know what had happened at Protos Pubblicita? I wanted to ask you the other time but it

wasn’t the right time.”

Grey kept quiet as he thought of what to say. He was unconscious of what he had said earlier.

“Well, I arrived a few minutes ago and I heard your conversation. Besides, we’ve discussed it earlier. I

just kind of placed the puzzle together,” he explained.

Avery nodded briefly. She went silent for a moment.“Thank you,” she murmured. It was so low that

Grey thought he heard it wrong.

Well, Avery was very stubborn and all these were new to her.

“Thank you for pulling me out of the way. The coffee might have burnt my chest more than this,” she

indicated softly.” She eventually acknowledged.

Grey nodded once. “It’s ok.”

Avery stood and regarded the shirt for a while before she picked it up and walked out with it. When she

returned, she was without the shirt.

“I’m sorry for ruining your shirt. I will get a new one for you,” she announced. Grey stood up. “You don’t

need to do that, I’m fine,” and he walked out of the room.

Avery regarded him for a moment with a smile on her lips. She didn’t expect Grey to do what he did for

her despite what she had done to him.

She sighed and followed after him.

There was a plate of pancakes and wine on the table when Grey stepped out.

His phone rang suddenly and it was Caramel.

“Hi Caramel,” he called as he sat on the dining chair.

At the mention of the name, Avery pulled to a stop in her track. She felt a stab of annoyance at the fact

that Caramel was calling Grey that late in the night. She might not love Grey but he was still her

husband and Caramel was supposed to know that. It was at that moment she decided to speak with

Caramel the next day and let her know her right position.

No matter what, Grey was still her husband. Ring or no ring, he was still the one.