Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done (Winter and Chris) novel Chapter 83

When Winter opened her eyes, someone was sitting by her bed.

He looked like he had just crawled out of a construction site, dusty and disheveled. It startled her. “You… why are you back?” Her throat was raw and dry. Swallowing felt like dragging a blade down her

throat.

William frowned at the sound of her hoarse voice. He stood, poured a glass of warm water, and walked back to her bedside, about to help her drink.

Winter’s first thought was that lying down like this made drinking awkward. The hospital room probably didn’t have straws either.

Before he could say anything, she spoke first. “I’ll open my mouth. Just tilt the cup and pour slowly. Not too much or I’ll choke.”

William froze, instantly picturing what she described. He clicked his tongue. “You’re ridiculous.”

He sat on the edge of the bed, slid an arm behind her back, and pulled her up against his chest. He brought the rim of the cup to her cracked lips. “Are you allergic to romance?”

“We’re both just…” Winter thought better of it and stopped, continuing to drink instead.

After finishing the water, she looked at him again. “I can’t exactly feel romantic looking at you like this. Weren’t you filming? When did you switch careers to coal mining?”

William almost rolled his eyes. “I just wrapped a demolition scene. Then I heard you were kidnapped. I didn’t even wash my face. I came straight back. And this is the thanks I get?” 1

She knew he had been filming. The coal–mining comment was her attempt to lighten the mood.

Truth was, getting kidnapped had been her own carelessness. Seeing his sour expression made her feel

guilty.

“It wasn’t that big of a deal,” she said lightly.

Not a big deal?

If Chris had arrived even a little later, she would have been blown apart.

There was a knock at the door. Zion stepped in. “Sir, Skyla’s here. She says she wants to see Ms. Scott.”

Winter frowned.

If Skyla came, it was probably because of Chris.

She was about to respond when William covered her mouth with his hand and turned to Zion. “Let her wait.”

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He eased Winter back down against the pillow. “Not everyone deserves to see you. I’d like to see how someone who doesn’t even have a rightful place here still has the nerve to walk through that door.” Winter lay back and watched him drag a chair toward the door with one hand. If someone didn’t know better, they would think he was going to start a fight.

He opened the door and saw Skyla sitting in her wheelchair. A smirk flickered across his lips.

He shut the door behind him, pulled over a chair, and dropped into it across from her like he owned the place. He crossed one leg over the other, every inch the Zeller heir.

“See? I’m sitting,” he said. “Now you don’t have to strain your neck looking up at me.”

He made it sound thoughtful.

Skyla had known him her whole life. If William Zeller was ever truly being considerate, sarcasm wouldn’t

exist.

He had always been biased. All his loyalty had leaned toward Winter from the very beginning. He had known Winter first. Skyla had only grown close to him because of Winter.

“Is Winter awake?” she asked calmly.

“What does that have to do with you?” William folded his arms. Even seated, his height dwarfed her. He looked down at her. “In another era, you’d be the woman hidden away on the side. Not even acknowledged. So what right do you have to be here?”

“I just heard she was hurt and wanted to check on her. I didn’t mean anything else.”

Skyla’s voice remained perfectly calm. There wasn’t a flicker of irritation at William’s sarcasm.

He had seen this before. Her composure wasn’t ordinary.

Winter closed her eyes.

She was exhausted. Her body weak. It didn’t take long before she fell asleep. William sat there a while longer before finally getting up to wash his face.

When she woke again, daylight filled the room. William was gone. She stepped out and learned he had gone to buy breakfast.

“Ms. Scott, where are you going?” Zion followed closely behind her.

He wasn’t about to lose her again. William would skin him alive.

“Just for a walk,” she said casually.

She flexed her sore arm. Her gaze drifted toward another room down the hall.

Only two rooms on this floor were occupied. She didn’t need to guess who was in the other one.

Skyla had come in the middle of the night. William had said Chris was hurt saving her.

Before she realized it, Winter found herself walking toward that room.

As she reached the door, a nurse stepped out. The nurse paused, gave her a slight nod, and left.

The door wasn’t fully closed.

Through the gap, she saw Skyla sitting by the bed, using a cloth to gently wipe Chris’s hand. Suddenly, Chris’s hand moved. He reached out and caught Skyla’s hand in his.

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