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Chapter 45: Nauseous
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He gently rubbed her back as she vomited. A worried look was plastered on his face as he held her and braided her so it wouldn't get into the way. "Hush, you'll be fine. You'll be fine..." he consoled. Her throwing up only got worse. She vomited until there was nothing left to throw up aside her own saliva. Yet she still felt nauseous. It was exhausting her to the point of passing out. She leaned her exhausted body against his chest as she sobbed, her stomach was hurting badly from all the energy she'd wasted from throwing up."Are you good now?" he said as gently as he could as he caressed her sweaty forehead. Tears rolling down on her cheeks as she tries to catch her breath. She shook her head. "Do you want me to bring you to hospital?"Again, she shook her head. "W-Water...""Alright, I'll grab you some water." He was concerned to say the least. He shouldn't have cancelled the doctor's appointment. His wife was probably sick and he's neglecting his duties as a husband. He's stupid
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She shouldn't have listened to Zeus' words and gotten affected by it. She should've known better than to piss off Xavier. She knew it would only cause trouble once she's caught, but she's also determined to find out herself the things she didn't know about Xavier. It's already too late to regret.Zeus' voice rang through her head like a broken radio kept repeating itself. "Why don't you go towards the 4th and 5th floor to find out for yourself?" She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath. She reminded herself that it was wrong to disobey him and would only cause her in danger, but if she found it undiscovered, then it's probably okay, right?Right.As long as he doesn't find out, then she's safe.Pressing the 4th floor of the mansion through the elevator, Margarette braced herself to what she would see in the forbidden floor. She expected that it wouldn't be far different from the basement, however, it was quite contrary to what she actually saw.Countless pairs of eyes lingered on
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She soon left the 4th floor and bid goodbyes to all the new people she had met. To say that the workers and patients were very friendly is probably an understatement. Despite the fact that the majority of them were cold-blooded killers, they greeted her with utmost respect and politeness in which she was thankful for. As she went to press the elevator towards the 5th floor to take a visit, a hand suddenly held her wrist in a tight grip. Shocked, she looked up to see a tall, handsome man holding her wrist. Her eyes widened when it was drawn to her who was him."H-Hubby...?" she asked nervously. Her heart was hammering in her chest all of a sudden as worry filled her system.His brows were knitted, his forehead was creased, and his lips were pressed tightly into a thin line as he glowered at her. His jaws were hardly clenching as the anger swimming around his ocean blue eyes were so palpable that it sent shivers down her spine.Her mouth parted, ready to defend herself, but there was n
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She gasped out loud, her eyes rolling heavenwards as pleasure overtook her. He didn't prolong her agony and ravaged her already. Foreplay isn't needed when they are both ready for it. Xavier pulled his thick and long member out of her before he thrusted back roughly. Margarette moaned out loud as if letting all the people in this house knew what was happening to them.Xavier was being gentle and rough at the same time. He didn't grip her roughly like he used to, which would leave dark purple in her skin.He pushed his hips, in and out of her without a single care in the world whether people knew or not. What's wrong with what they're doing? They are a married couple.Margarette soon cummed around his cock. He turned her around and kissed her lips. "You're doing great, baby," he whispered against her lips before he went to kiss her neck, leaving hickeys on her skin. Her body was burning. He put one of her pink nipples in his mouth and watched as she yelped in surprise. She looked down
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