Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 78: You Are My Captive Pet

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: You Are My Captive Pet
Eleanor Valerius deliberately acted coy with him, trying to appease him.
"You left me here, what if I feel unwell? Was my previous performance unsatisfactory? Give me another chance."
Suddenly, Sebastian Ford slowly turned to look at her, a dangerous smile appearing in his eyes.
There was a hint of anger burning within the danger.
"I gave you a chance, but you kept testing my limits over and over again."
It seemed Sebastian was trying to maintain his distance from her.
"I was wrong~"
Eleanor’s smile was charming and enchanting.
She slowly walked closer, circling around him, her gaze completely focused on him.
Eleanor knew Sebastian was angry, but her advance was not rushed.
"Master Ford wants me to stay by your side because I disregarded your warnings and made mistakes. That was my fault. You are right to punish me, but... I’m truly sincere, hoping for your forgiveness..."
As she spoke, she gently hooked her finger around Sebastian’s little finger.
Unexpectedly, Sebastian seized her wrist, gripping it slightly tighter.
"You don’t seem sincere at all."
"Hmm, I was thinking of how to show Master Ford my sincerity in admitting my mistake."
Eleanor stood on tiptoe, moving closer to his lips, giving a light peck.
She watched his reaction, smiling as she kissed him again.
Though Sebastian intended to make things difficult as a form of punishment, he didn’t expect her to behave like a furry little animal, provoking him without triggering his anger.
"Are you wasting my time?"
He squinted, urging her unsatisfactorily to admit her mistake.
Eleanor looked up at him, knowing he was doing it on purpose.
"What does Master Ford want me to do to admit my mistake?"
She asked in a soft and compliant tone, though the answer was obvious.
But she couldn’t stand the way Sebastian looked at her.
He really could control himself, without losing control, lacking any intention to forgive her.
Eleanor actively snuggled into his embrace, resolute in admitting her mistake and appeasing him, until his anger subsided.
...
The next day.
Eleanor lay on the bed, completely unable to get up, sleeping until the afternoon, still feeling weak and feeble.
When hunger became unbearable, she got up to freshen up, realizing her bath was taken care of, even the bandage on her forehead had been changed.
She suddenly realized Sebastian intended to keep her trapped there.
She felt terrified, yet remained obedient.
Not resisting or attempting to escape, nor did she test his leniency.
She knew that although the revenge on the Donovan Family went smoothly, they held power and influence, and the matter was not over.
Now, with Sebastian’s intervention, she stayed out of it under his protection.
As she went downstairs, Eleanor didn’t expect to see Sebastian sitting in the living room.
His gaze swept over, betraying no emotion.
He wasn’t appeased yet.
Eleanor unflinchingly smiled, her tone coquettish, "I didn’t know Master Ford was home, had I known, I would have asked you to come carry me."
"Heh, you could come downstairs on your own, seems you weren’t too tired last night."
Sebastian’s half-smiling eyes watched her sycophantic expression, knowing she had realized.
The more prepared she was, the more frustrated and out of control he felt.
"Was last night hard? It was worth it."
With a teasing grin, Eleanor endured her unsaid sufferings.
Her body felt like it was falling apart, truly uncomfortable.
"But I’m hungry now, can Master Ford personally cook for me?"
Sebastian watched her as she cozied beside him, reached out, and squeezed her cheeks for a bit.
"What would you like to eat?"
"Whatever you make, I like it."
No matter when, Eleanor never forgot to flatter him.
Then, Sebastian stood up and walked to the kitchen.
Today, he was wearing casual white clothes, indicating he wasn’t planning to go to the office.
The aroma from the kitchen drifted out, Eleanor lay eagerly on the couch, waiting for him to feed her.
At this moment, Sebastian’s phone rang, and he answered it with the speaker on.
"...Master Ford, the Second Master just came to the hospital, saying he needs to ask Miss Valerius something."
On the other end of the call was a cautious doctor.
Hearing this, Eleanor froze.
She guessed it must be Evan Donovan’s incident followed by Mr. Donovan asking Byron Ford to investigate and handle it.
The incident at the nightclub where she got injured couldn’t be concealed.
Sebastian said nothing and continued cooking.
"I could only delay, saying Miss Valerius’s injuries are severe, needing various examinations, temporarily unable to see him. But even if I schedule every examination at the hospital, Miss Valerius can’t be out of contact at the hospital for more than two days.
Family came to visit Miss Valerius, and I don’t even have a patient here. When can you bring Miss Valerius back?"
The doctor asked cautiously.
"I won’t."
Sebastian coldly refused with a direct tone.
Doctor: "..."
Master Ford, perhaps you should just fire me, I don’t want this job anymore.
The call ended.
Sebastian placed a steaming bowl of noodles in front of Eleanor.
He looked down at her, caressing her head, as if teasing a small pet.
"You’re my captive pet, stay obediently by my side from now on, do you like it?"
Does he intend to imprison her for life?
Eleanor’s back stiffened slightly, yet she still rubbed against his hand with a smile.
"I like it, as long as Master Ford is with me."
As she ate her noodles, she felt a tightness in her chest, a growing sense of anxiety and fear.
Knowing Sebastian was personally monitoring her, she couldn’t reveal any flaws, having to willingly stay in the gilded cage the whole time.
...
Two days passed in captivity.
Sebastian began ignoring calls from the hospital, and instructed Mason Monroe to deliver company documents to the study to handle.
However, he seemed somewhat distracted.
His gaze caught Eleanor’s silhouette walking in the garden from the window.
Had she finally decided to try and escape?
But Eleanor didn’t leave; she fell out of his sight.
Unable to resist, Sebastian went to find her, discovering her sitting by the outdoor pool, playing with the water with her feet.
"Does Master Ford get anxious when he can’t see me for a while?"
Eleanor sat under the bright sunlight, her eyes curving, truly like a sly fox.
Sebastian was angry that she dared to provoke and test him now.
He strode over, grasping her cheeks, the kiss was one of punishment.
"Eleanor Valerius, are you truly unrepentant and unafraid?"
Yet Eleanor boldly wrapped her arms around his neck, intentionally teasing, "What is there to be afraid of? Even if you want to punish me here, I’m not scared~ As long as you like it."
She must force Sebastian to let her be free!
"Of course I like it, so just perform well for me!"
Sebastian was completely provoked by her.
The critical situation beside the pool was avoided by all the servants in the villa.
...
Eleanor heard someone calling her name and slowly opened her eyes.
"Mom?"
Regina Jennings was sitting in front of her; she was back in the hospital room?
Then, she saw Mr. Ford and Byron Ford also seated there!
Frightened, she instinctively tried to get up, but her waist hurt.
The discomfort in her body reminded her that not long ago she truly angered Sebastian by the pool.
Was she free now?
But why wasn’t Sebastian here?