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Chapter 9

Zane lay in a hospital room, hooked up to an IV drip. When I entered, his face was still twisted into a pained grimace.

"Is it still coming?" I asked.

"Yes, but it's not as bad anymore. I'm wearing a diaper." Zane pointed to a stack of diapers at the side. "I feel like it's gotten all over my crotch. Clean me up and help me change into a fresh diaper."

"Clean you up?" I chuckled coldly.

He was taken aback. "You're my wife. If you won't clean me up, who will?"

Seeing how indignant he looked, I couldn't help but laugh. It was at this moment that I, his wife, was useful to him.

"You shouldn't ask me to clean you up," I said. "You should be asking another woman."

"Who?" he asked, appalled.

I replied with the other woman's name. "Bree Polene."

He was so surprised that he shot up in bed. "Who? Who's Bree Polene? What are you talking about?" he asked, still pretending to be confused even though he knew the truth.

I let him continue acting. "Have you forgotten about Bree?"

He shook
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