Sarah was relieved to hear this. She boldly walked out from her hiding and walked up to the two men. Richard saw her and frowned deeply. There was this look on his face that suggested that he resented Samuel a lot now. "What are you still waiting for? Haven't you been paid your monthly salary? Leave immediately," he said. Doctor Sameul picked up his box, smiling. "You just can't accept the fact that I'll be having an appointment with your wife from now on, can you? You don't have to be so mean to me. I'm only doing my job. As a gynaecologist, I can't help seeing…" Richard furiously kicked Samuel out of the house. Although Samuel called it 'an appointment', Richard understood what he meant clearly. How could he talk about seeing his wife's nakedness so freely, did he want to die? He had only allowed Samuel to touch Sarah because he trusted him so much. Yes, there were so many female gynecologists but Richard didn't want to make the same mistake that he made in th
Neither Sarah nor Richard spoke to each other for a couple of days after this incident. In fact, the only time that Sarah saw Richard was either while he was going to work or coming back from work. They stopped sleeping and sharing the same room after the fight since Richard always brought his work home and worked overtime in his study daily. It seemed Richard was trying to bury all his anger in his work. The areas around his eyes had dark circles which suggested that he had not been sleeping properly. Sarah didn't even care about this. She didn't care to look at his face at all. Not after what he had done! Since Sarah couldn't go out or be visited, she always watched movies and tried as much as she could to ignore him whenever he was around . At times, nanny Vera kept her company and deliberately engaged her in discussions. As an elderly woman, she could vaguely tell that Mr. Wilson had indirectly confined Sarah to the house but couldn't tell why. Regardless of nanny Vera's effort
Sarah felt like throwing a punch at Richard. She tightened her hands into fists and stared daggers at him, pressing her lips tightly together. Richard didn't seem to be affected by Sarah's awful expression. He smirked as he squatted to Sarah's eye level, narrowing his eyes as if he was trying to check something on her. "You can't lose even an ounce of weight without my permission," he said softly, his breath on Sarah's face. Sarah shifted back subconsciously, her eyes very vigilant. Richard saw her little movement and smiled dryly at her. The beast in him was stirred by this subtle movement by her. He gracefully knelt on the bed with Sarah's waist under his loins. Sarah instinctively docked, her back lying further away from him and to the white wall as she propped herself up with both elbows resting on the bed. She gave Richard a wary look. She could no longer move her legs since they were already trapped between Richard's thighs. "What... what are you doing?" She
"You're welcome sir," nanny Vera greeted as Richard stepped into the living room. The servants had tidied everywhere up by now. Richard looked at the slightly empty living room with no form of expression on his face. The new center table that he recently bought was gone too. The maids thought that he would flare up by this great level of damage and might even throw their madam out and shivered uncontrollably. Elliot didn't disclose what Richard had said to him over the phone to any of them. After his call with Richard, he only instructed his colleagues to monitor their madam closely. What Richard said later shocked all of them. "Where's my wife?" He asked, looking at nanny Vara in particular with panic registered in his voice. Judging from what he saw, he feared that something bad might have happened to Sarah. The emptiness of the living room suggested that Sarah had lost control of herself earlier and might even try to hurt herself in the end. A wave of regret s
Since Sarah's body temperature had become normal again, Richard warmed the room up a little by increasing the AC to a higher temperature before going to the bathroom to take his bath. A few minutes after he came out from the bathroom, the doorbell rang and Richard walked to the door to answer it. Clara was standing there with a tray of food.He collected the tray that contained four different dishes from Clara and brought it to the bed. He drew the small black table in the room, about the height of the bed, out and placed the food on it. Sarah turned to face the other side of the bed when Richard brought the food to her. After Richard finished setting the table, he pulled a seat close to the bed and sat down, facing Sarah. "It's time to eat," he announced as if Sarah hadn't seen the food earlier. Sarah turned a deaf ear to him. Richard removed the lids of the plates. The food looked very sumptuous. "You don't want to get the food cold before eating, do you?" He ask
Because Richard had deprived himself of sleep and had worked himself out during this whole period, he tended to sleep whenever his body touched the bed. Sarah couldn't bring herself to disturb his sleep. She stared at him for a long time before lying down on her back. Since she had slept for too long today, sleep eluded her. She picked her phone from the headboard and chatted Daisy up but Daisy didn't reply. She realized that she had slept already. Sarah sent Frank a text. Luckily to her, he was still awake. His response came a few seconds after Sarah sent him the text. Sarah smiled happily and began to chat with him. It was around 2am that Sarah finally fell asleep. Richard woke up the next day and found Sarah still sleeping. He palpated her body to check her temperature before leaving for work. He would keep an eye on her and would call the doctor if her temperature went up again.Since that day, he stopped spending the night in his study and they began to sleep on the same bed ag
Richard got to the villa in no distant time. He alighted from the car and walked inside hurriedly. When he entered the living room, he was surprised by what he saw. Sarah was leisurely sitting on a sofa and was drinking cornflakes as she watched her favorite TV series with rapt attention. Half of the big packet of cornflakes had gone down already. Sarah was so engrossed in the program that she didn't notice when Richard walked in. Richard paused. He stared at her from a distance and wondered how sick she was that she was even enjoying herself and watching the television. Nanny Vera walked down from the stairs and was shocked to see Sarah sitting on the sofa and watching television with keen interest. She was even wearing makeup now and her earlier sickly looks seemed to have disappeared too. Nanny Vera looked at Sarah then back to Mr. Wilson who was staring at her quizzically. Nanny Vera racked her brain in search of how best to explain this situation but her brain became muddled a
Sarah was trying to pull a seat out from the table but didn't seem to have enough energy for this. She was struggling with the seat when Richard walked over to her. He stretched out his hand and pulled the seat out then adjusted it to a comfortable position before walking around and took a seat beside Sarah. Sarah blinked her round eyeballs in surprise. She did not expect Richard to join her. Well, she didn't have the energy to argue with him this morning so she let him be. Clara served them the dishes and returned to the kitchen to get the fresh juice that she had processed. Sarah was very hungry so she quickly picked up her fork and began to eat. "I will take you out later in the day, so get ready," Richard said. "I don't want to go out with you," Sarah said with a snap. She dug her fork into the fried egg packed with spices and cut a piece then took a bite. The smell of onion filled her mouth and everything that Sarah had eaten rushed back to her mouth. Sarah stoo