288. Compromise On Love

His palms landed on her bare shoulders suddenly and she flinched.

Impulsively, Freya hid the gun in a mini compartment under the desk.

“What's wrong? getting impatient?” Her voice was barely audible, her expression sullen as she gazed at him through the mirror.

“Should I not be?” Steve said, pulling her up to face him, his hands holding her shoulders firmly.

Freya trembled and avoided his gaze. “Have you forgotten my condition? My scars haven't healed yet.”

While speaking, she wrapped a protective arm around her stomach.

The man groaned with impatience and he lifted her dress and stared at the scar on her stomach. “It has been over a week since your operation.”

“The Doctor said it'll take more than a month.”

“That long?” His eyes darkened. Then he dropped his hands from her shoulders, sighing disappointedly.

“Look, Heidi…” He murmured. “There are other ways we can make love.”

“Love?” Her eyes clouded with tears. “Is that what you call forcing someone into a marriage?”

“Well, do you