Love Coming From The Least Expected
Chapter 342

If someone were to interview me right now and ask me how I feel, I would most certainly curse the crap out of the doctors. They were the reason I made all those extreme decisions and planned for my death while secretly distancing myself from Christopher. We were lucky that Christopher was persistent and came after me. If he hadn’t, we might’ve lost each other forever.

In fact, if he was even a little less firm… he might’ve already married someone else and had a child by the time I learned that I was actually fine.

Christopher locked my hand in place and stopped me from moving about too much. He gestured the bag of saline attached to me and cooed, “Be good. They haven’t removed the needle yet.”

I pouted a little. Darn it. This man wouldn’t touch me, even though it’s so romantic. Shouldn’t we be celebrating? My eyes glowed differently when I grinned mischievously. I held Christopher’s face and asked, “Do you know what I really want to do now?”

“Tell me. I will stay by your side and do whatever you want to,” promised Christopher as he caressed my face.

“I want to go home,” I replied before I hopped onto the floor. I didn’t even turn around and look at Christopher before dragging him toward the door. Needles, medications… there was no point in having any of that anymore. Everything was just a joke. When I was unaware of my illness, I felt fine and it didn’t matter what I eat or do. The false diagnosis was what got me so stressed that I lost my appetite.

With every misinformation cleared, all I wanted was to go home.

“No, you can’t leave yet. You have to stay here a few days for observation,” said Christopher, who took a few steps ahead to stop me.

“I’m perfectly fine now. Hell, I am as healthy as a horse. Hurry and catch up or I’ll get mad,” I teased before I unsuccessfully cracked my knuckles and showed off my non-existing muscles. I continued to drag him toward the elevator.

“Eve, you’re still a patient. You shouldn’t be so reckless,” advised Christopher in exasperation.

“I don’t care. You must spoil me and do whatever I want today to celebrate my newfound life. I’m gonna bite you if you keep dragging your feet like that,” I complained. I also made an exaggerated biting gesture before I grabbed a cab to go home. Immediately after Christopher opened the door, I pushed him to the wall and tore his clothes off. As I did so, I gestured for him to do the same to me.

I didn’t realize that Christopher was still leaning against the wall until I had already taken my hospital gown off. He remained clothed, but his eyes shone with amusement. That got me to kick him a little and complained, “Your wife is already half-naked. I’ll question my self-worth and beauty if you keep standing motionless like that.”

Christopher’s gaze suddenly burned with passion. He gently led me closer to him and had his body stuck on me. He deliberately positioned me so that I could feel how hard he was. Then, he whispered into my ear, “Are you getting ready to bite me?”

I blushed. He was being too straightforward. It had been a while since we were that unrestrained with one another, and I was surprised to learn that I was not used to it.

His warm breath spread out on my skin, and I detected a hint of minty scent. That was the unique scent of the shower gel he used, and I greedily took in that familiar, pleasant odor. If I could, I would drown myself in it.

“I’m not just going to bite you. I’m also going to lock you in place. Are you scared?” I challenged Christopher with my head held up high, even though I was blushing hard.

He spun us around and switched our position. In just a second, I became the one with my back on the wall. He lifted my chin and planted a kiss on me. “Darling, as you wish.”

We started messing around near the door. Then, he carried me, and we played on the carpet in the living room. My annoying shirt hung on my shoulders and refused to fall away, but he refused to take it off for me.

I finally got the annoying shirt off and threw it away when we reached the couch. That was when I saw him taking a cigarette out to have a puff. I snatched the cigarette away and demanded, “I want more!” S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“You have just recovered, and it’s risky to exhaust yourself like that. Be good.”

“You know, men who can’t satisfy their women will be humiliated. Christopher, are you sure… Mmm!”

Naturally, there was no way Christopher would let any of that happen. Our conversation began with something like…

“Again,” I requested, “I want you again.”

“You torturous little minx. Don’t come crying to me afterward,” said Christopher.

Unfortunately, our conversation ended like this.

“No, I’ve had enough,” I said, “I’m exhausted.”

“You’re the one who started this, so you have to be responsible for it,” insisted Christopher.

Oh no… is it too late to apologize for my misdeed?

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