CEO's Contract Obsession-Chapter 236: [Bonus - ] Then Be Gentle

Amy found the entire process of documenting her injuries at the hospital and providing her statement to the police to be incredibly tedious, to the point where she believed it was more draining than her previous encounter with her kidnappers.

Little did she expect that the medical-legal procedure would occupy her entire afternoon until evening. By the time all the tests and interviews were completed, she was famished and desperately in need of food.

Upon returning home, she saw everyone who was eagerly awaiting her return, but Henry stood firm in his decision to not allow anyone to come to their room, prioritizing her undisturbed rest and recovery.

They were both grateful to discover that their room was already arranged with food and a warm bath awaiting them.

She had not realized how hungry she was until she saw the food that was perfectly displayed in their room, so she grabbed the first thing she could reach and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Slow down, Amy," Henry softly uttered as he carefully spooned some soup, blowing it to cool before offering it to her, "Allow me to help you, let me feed you," he kindly offered.

Amy was overwhelmed by exhaustion and lacked the energy to refuse Henry’s offer, so she open her mouth and consume the soup. She surrendered herself to his care, her gaze fixated on her husband’s fatigued yet still captivating face.

"Are you ok?" Henry was taken aback by Amy’s unexpected question.

"Why are you asking about me when it’s you who got hurt?" Henry responded, gently wiping her mouth with a damp cloth.

"You were worried about me. I apologize for causing you to worry once again," Amy said.

"Nonsense! Anything that happens to you naturally worries me, that’s a given. You are not just my wife, but my entire life. I should be the one asking if you’re alright," Henry expressed sincerely, holding her hands tightly.

"I’m fine now. But earlier, I was terrified. I overheard their conversation, and the thought of not being able to come back to you filled me with fear. I don’t want to leave you alone, you know," she admitted, her gaze fixed upon their intertwined hands.

Henry tenderly placed his hand on her chin, gently lifting it up. "We will always find our way back to each other. Our souls are eternally intertwined and connected. Remember that," he reassured her with his heartfelt words.

Amy smiled, but as Henry leaned in for a kiss, she instinctively moved her head back, evading his attempt to reach her lips.

Henry’s expression turned into a frown as he questioned, "You don’t want me to kiss you because your lips still hurt?" He briefly forgot about the cracks on Amy’s lips before continuing, "I will make sure those bastards will pay for what they’ve done."

Amy’s giggling left Henry even more puzzled. "It’s not that I don’t want your kiss, but... can I take a bath first?" she requested, adding a touch of naughtiness to her words.

"O-oh, ok, let me help you then," Henry offered, extending his hand to Amy. However, Amy had a different plan in mind, surprising him with her unexpected decision.

Amy raised both of her hands and playfully uttered, "Carry me to the bathroom." She then puckered her lips, attempting to look cute and mischievous at the same time.

Henry’s face lit up with a grin as he eagerly scooped up his wife and carried her into their en suite. He took the liberty of undressing her as she stood beside the tub filled with warm water infused with the soothing scent of lavender oil.

"Join me," Amy invited and without hesitation, Henry eagerly accepted, promptly joining her in the tub.

Henry ran his hand along Amy’s arm, examining the bruises with a dark expression, his teeth clenched tightly. Rather than subsiding, his anger only intensified after beating Alex. The sight of the purple and red marks on Amy’s skin fueled his anger and desire to make the individuals involved in her kidnapping suffer the consequences they deserved and even more.

Amy was keenly aware of Henry’s actions. Since the moment he laid eyes on her bruises, he had never directly asked her about them, but instead, he would gently run his fingers or hands over the tender marks as if he was trying to soothe them, trying to erase her pain.

Amy noticed that whenever Henry caught sight of her bruises and wounds, his expression would darken with grim intensity. Yet, he remained silent about it, which unsettled her. It seemed as though he was brewing something vile in his mind whenever he would see her injuries, leaving her feeling uneasy and uncertain of his thoughts and intentions.

After resting in the tub for a bit, Amy slowly stood up, "Let’s go to bed," she murmured, and Henry silently nodded, obediently trailing behind her as she gently guided him out of the bathroom, hand in hand.

Amy headed towards the bed and Henry wondered what is she up to when both of them are still naked.

"Aren’t we going to the closet to dress up?" Henry asks curiously.

Amy spared him a glance and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"We just ate. But if you are still hungry, let me ask Demi. What do you want to eat?" Henry asked.

"You..." Amy uttered with a smirk before turning around and sitting on the edge of the bed.

Henry’s eyebrow flinched in surprise... "M-Me? Are you asking me what I want to eat?"

Amy rolled her eyes, "You know what I mean. Don’t play innocent with me, Mr. Welsh, come here." Amy then grabbed him by the waist.

But Henry briskly stopped her, "W-Wait! You are still injured a-and y-you... Oh God..." he stuttered as Amy teasingly ran her fingers from his hips down to his right groin.

Amy then moved her index finger dragging it from his groin to the center making his heart race. She then pressed her finger to his manhood and moved her finger down to its head.

She raised her eyebrow and smiled as she watched it become alive, slowly standing up right in front of her face. She looked up to meet Henry’s intense gaze.

"Still not hungry?" She asked before biting her lower lip.

"No, Amy we can’t! You are not well yet," Henry proclaimed.

"Then be gentle," Amy winked at Henry before slowly opening her mouth.