"We have to go to the hospital now!" John insisted on taking his wife to the hospital.
Nina grew anxious and said, "Go on! Send there! Tomorrow, the headlines will be filled with nothing but our scandal. 'Mr. Shi rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night with his wife. Was he so violent that he hurt his wife?'"
"What?" John glanced at her with a puzzled look.
With her arms wrapped around his neck, Nina looked at his face from the side, and her eyes seed to dare him that if he was not afraid of being teased by the dia, then he could take her to the hospital.
The two of them locked eyes for a mont until John decided to turn around and head back to the bedroom. He picked up the tumbled nightgown on the floor and carefully dressed her from her toes to her shoulders. His movents were cautious as he was afraid of touching her finger.
After clothing Nina, John stood up and snatched the first aid kit.
Nina sat on the sofa near the window as she managed to pull out the needle and wrapped the wound with so tissue paper.
"I did it!" Nina was enthusiastic as she raised her finger, and the white tissue was stained with her fresh crimson blood.
Apparently, she was doing just fine.
John was filled with heartache when
it for Chester." Nina rolled her eyes. "You flatter yourself too much."
John smiled and said, "Well, I feel admired."
"Co on, it's ti to go to bed." Nina tapped his shoulder and stood up from his encapsulating arms.
John was swift to stop her as he grabbed her arm and asked, "Shouldn't we continue our mont?"
"I'm injured, rember?" Nina raised her finger deliberately in front of his face for him to see clearly. She lifted the quilt and tucked herself in before closing her eyes to sleep.
John grinned at her and went to the bathroom again.
He had an electrifying reaction in between his legs the mont she pounced on top of him.
The two of them cuddled through the night and fell asleep.
When Nina opened her eyes the next morning, she found that she was buried against John's brawny chest.
She stretched her hand and thumped the bridge of John's nose with her pointy elbow.
"Ouch! Honey, you're so sweet that you wake up in the special way possible." John was pounded to his consciousness as he woke up to the morning sunshine. His voice was hoarse as he squinted his blurry eyes to clarity.
His slender fingers slithered across Nina's palm as they interlocked with her fingers.
He said, "Honey, morning exercise?"
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