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CHAPTER TWO.

Author: Succy
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-22 21:31:40

Clarence’s POV.

An hour later, I bit my lips in pain as I listened to the moans of my sister and husband coming from the secluded VIP bathroom in our estate.

A domestic servant had helped me out of the house after finding me banging on the door of the living room.

I begged them to bring me to this part of the estate, suspecting my husband was meeting my step-sister there and my suspicion turned out to be correct.

The sound of his pleasure-filled cries brought back memories of my worst nights with him. He never touched me and was always repulsed by my disability. Instead, he'd masturbate, fearing that touching me would worsen the stiffness in my legs.

"More, Damon, keep it coming, harder. Argh, I have missed you so much. What made me run away from you all these years? I love you," my sister Gina cried out in pleasure as their bodies continued to collide in a stronger rhythm - they weren't stopping anytime soon.

"No one has made me feel the way you always do, Gina. I don't want this to end. I've missed you, I've missed how your rounded boobs feel in my mouth and how your legs feel when they wrap around my waist to allow me to access and bury deeper," Damon moaned aloud, sending an arrow of pain piercing my heart–shattering it into pieces.

I was about to burst into tears, which would draw their attention to me, making them realize I was hearing them when I bit my mouth tight.

I turned around to leave when I felt like my heart was about to rip it off my chest in pain.

As I emerged from the passage to the VIP restrooms, I stumbled and fell, overwhelmed by a surge of anger, pain, and regret that collided in my mind.

"Ahh! What have I done to deserve this?" I cried out as I tried to raise myself up but couldn't.

My cries intensified as I watched how miserable I was. I couldn't even help myself when I was in need. I was as good as dead, just like Damon had always said. I was now seeing reasons with him.

"Ma'am, what are you doing here?" A maid's eyes widened in horror as she saw my situation. She quickly rushed to me, helping me up.

"You aren't supposed to be here. Why are you here?" she asked, her eyes darting around, making me realize she knew what was going on in the toilet. Damon might have asked her to keep watch.

"It's nothing. Please escort me back to my room," I said in a cold voice, wiping my tears.

"O...okay," she stuttered, panic flashing in her eyes. She placed me in my wheelchair, making sure I was balanced, and gripped it gently as she started pushing me away.

She helped me climb into bed when we got to the master bedroom and I asked her to cover me up with the duvet before she left, which she did.

As the door closed quietly, alerting me to her departure, I broke down in tears, allowing all the conflicting emotions to pour out. I didn't stop crying as my mind kept reminding me of their intimate moment. I closed my eyes, trying to shut out their moans, but it only got worse.

I kept fighting my mind until my eyelids became heavy, and I fell asleep.

*

Hours later, the loud buzzing of my phone woke me up. I rubbed my eyes, my head throbbing in pain.

I grabbed the phone and without looking at the screen, I accepted the call and placed it on my ears.

"Hello," I said in a sleepy voice, pushing myself to sit up a bit.

"Hello, Mrs. Ferdinand," Doctor Mike's voice called over the phone, awakening my consciousness.

I could swear I almost jumped up if I hadn't been in my condition.

"D–Doctor Mike…I've been trying to reach you for months now. You didn't bother contacting me to tell me my test results, nor did you email them after leaving for London. What happened?" I questioned, my heart racing as I ached to listen to his explanation.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Ferdinand. I lost my phone when I came to London and have been swamped with a lot of work since then.” He started to explain.

“Also…” he continued. “Getting your test results hasn't been easy because your case isn't an easy one, but be rest assured, everything turned out positively," he announced the news I had been eager to hear.

I felt a warmth spread across my aching heart, causing a tear to slide down my face.

"Okay. What is the result?" I asked in anticipation, straining my ears to hear clearly as if he was going to announce them in a whisper.

There was a moment of silence at his end for a few seconds, which died down the happiness I was feeling before he cleared his throat.

"Well, your case has been handed to a special surgeon who will be carrying out your surgery after so many examinations. It hadn't been easy because it was hard for them to place their hands on what really went wrong with your legs,” he revealed and took a deep breath before he continued.

“Remembering what you told me the day you came for consultation, you said after your accident, you were supposed to walk again after a few months, right? But complications arose, which changed everything you had been told, and it has been difficult since then to fix your legs for years now," he said.

"Yes," I nodded in agreement.

"Well, the good news is that this time, everything turned out well for you. Looking at it, I believe you will be able to walk again,” he declared and I felt an air of joy fill my rib like I had been brought back to life.

“Oh my God! Thank you Doctor Mike…” I whispered as my eyes became wet.

“You don't have to thank me, Mrs Ferdinand. I am only doing what I am supposed to do as your doctor,” he said trying to wave me off but I could feel the joy in his tone, he was also happy for me.

“Your surgery date has been fixed too, and will be carried out in a month by one of the biggest doctors of our time, Dr. Julian Blackwood at his hospital in New York," he announced excitedly, and instead of the news giving me so much happiness because I had been assigned to be handled by a specialist, the best in his field, my heart dropped instead.

"Wait... Dr. Mike, you mean Dr. Julian Blackwood?" I asked in almost a whisper, having momentarily lost my voice, and he replied yes in confirmation.

My phone slid off my ear as dread replaced my happiness.

Don't tell me it's the Julian Blackwood I know - the one I brutally broke his heart to at our college finals? I silently prayed.

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