The Spoiled Girl

"May I go in and see him?" Louis asked Taylor. Hearing that Scott had fallen asleep, Louis was finally relieved, but he was still worried about Scott.

"Sure." Taylor stepped aside to let Louis through and watched as he approached his brother's bed and sat beside it.

She realized that the way Louis treated Scott was completely different from his usual dandy ways. She now saw him in a new light.

Scott slept soundly on the bed, holding his stuffed bear to his chest. Louis tucked him in before he turned off the light and left.

Outside, Taylor tiredly blinked at her watch. "It's getting late. I should head home. I'll check on Scott tomorrow," she told Louis.

"All right. Let me drive you home," Louis offered. He was not about to let Taylor go home alone at this hour.

"Are you kidding? You're the CEO of the Ke Group. You can't be my driver," Taylor teased.

It was her way of refusing Louis politely.

Louis smiled. He knew what kind of person Taylor was. It was not easy changing her mind once it was made up. "At least let my assistant drive you. It's late."

Taylor smiled and nodded. She could not exactly refuse Louis' every offer. That would be rude.

Louis headed upstairs after Taylor left. He watched her car leave from his window. He pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve his fatigue.

'She will always keep me at arm's length. It will be difficult for me to win her heart, ' he thought.

It was Saturday the next day, and Taylor came early in the morning.

Louis was having breakfast with Scott when she arrived.

The butler came in to announce her arrival. "Mr. Ke, Dr. Tang is here."

"Send her in, please, and prepare some tableware for her," Louis ordered as he set down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Yes, sir." The butler asked one of the servants to bring another set of bowl and chopsticks and

could do at the moment. She would only hurt herself if she tried to stop Scott during his manic episode. The name Taylor mentioned must have triggered something unpleasant in Scott. Taylor was counting her breaths when she realized that it was Louis who pulled her out of the way. "Are you all right?" he asked.

She nodded slightly. Before she could say anything else, Louis was on his way to soothe Scott. He caught Scott instantly in his arms and held him tightly.

"Hey, Scott. It's okay. I'm here. You're home. You're safe. No one's going to hurt you," Louis said, caressing Scott's back. Hearing Louis' voice, Scott slowly stopped struggling and quieted down.

Taylor watched in awe. It seemed that Louis was the only one that could calm Scott in the midst of a break, which was almost medically impossible.

The bond between them must be stronger than she had imagined. As a professional psychologist, Taylor realized that Scott badly needed to recover and soon.

The smoke had not cleared when Scott suddenly fainted in Louis' arms.

Taylor rushed to them and examined Scott. Then, she sighed with relief and said, "It's okay. He just fell asleep. He got too exhausted. Let's take him to the bed and let him rest."