All Chapters of Smitten with the devil's son: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

King Spencer was shocked at Doctor Seth's revelations, Eleanor is the only means for him to survive because she's the only one whose blood would be capable to use of the operation. "How did you know about this?" King Spencer asked the doctor, he was doubting him. "The only source or redemption of your illness was to carry out an operation as soon as possible, and when I check your blood, it was a rare blood group," he was saying while the king listened attentively. "So, while I was checking her blood. I discovered hers was a perfect match!" Doctor Seth ends his speech. King Spencer sighed deeply, he doesn't know what to do or how to feel about this whole development. "I will give you feedback about it!" King Spencer said, and Doctor Seth nods. "Please do my king so that the operation would ve carried out as soon as possible because if cancer keeps lingering in your system, it would be very harmful and we barely have two weeks!" He told the king worriedly. "Thank you!" King S

"What happened to her?!" One of the nurses frightfully yelled at Amelia who tried not to panic or behave restlessly. "N-nothing!" She shuttered at her. "Excuse me!" The nurse said, grasping Amelia's arm and she nudged her away from Eleanor and the bed. Amelia groaned in ache as she had practically hit her head on the wall, she struggled to regain her stamina. “Bitch!” She cursed the nurse in her mind. Meanwhile, the nurse was examining Eleanor's jugular before scrutinizing her wrists and eyeball too. "Get me the defibrillators!" The nurse ordered fast, and the nurses who stood behind her scampered into providing her with what she had asked for. Amelia smirked through her nose mask, she was standing behind the nurses as she watched the nurses battle to rehabilitate Eleanor back to life."She can never survive!" Amelia gnarled in her mind. "I made sure of that!" She added further. At that moment, Doctor Seth who was attending the king at the other quickly hustled into the room

"W-what are you saying?" Amelia chuckled nervously. "I saw you earlier, you were wearing that dress before!" Doctor Seth argued. "I didn't! Amelia snapped at him " I can never wear such a cheap dress!" She said, now turning around to face the doctors. The room suddenly became silent, but intense. The doctors were perplexed about who to believe, Amelia or Doctor Seth. Doctor Seth knew in his mind that Amelia had a hand in the murderer. And now, he believed the words of the intern who revealed to him that Amelia was never pregnant and the operation was never carried out on her. "I'm sorry, but I have to leave right now!" Amelia spoke, gazing at everyone briefly before leaving the surveillance room. She got outside, shut down the door behind her and she breathed out "Thank goodness!"Then, she began to walk directly to the king's ward. >>>>>

"Please, stop!" Eleanor gripped Clarkson's hand, she doesn't want him to move further to her pussy. "I command you to stay put!" Clarkson growled at her face, slapping her hand off his as he clutched the creek of her neck. "Argh!" Eleanor grunted achingly, wriggling under him as he goes aggressive with her. "Do you want it the rough way?" Clarkson growled, and Eleanor cried further. She was scared of him having his way with her, she tries to escape from him. But hell, it was impossible."Shit!" Clarkson unexpectedly yelped at the pain he felt on his back. Then, he rolled out of Eleanor and slumped nakedly on the floor. As if that wasn't enough, Clarkson felt a hit on his ball when he tried to stand on his feet. "Bastard!" A woman's voice was heard. Meanwhile, Eleanor was quickly sitting up and her emerald green eyes settled on her savior. She was dressed in a black expensive gown, her brown long hair was stylish too, and in her hand; she clutched a silver bag. "Clarkson, yo

The next morning, the sunlight slinked into the spacious room which belongs to the king and settled its rays on the naked body of the young woman who was snoozing softly on the king's bed. Abruptly, Eleanor fluttered her eyes open but her eyelids were still heavy, she deeply sighed as she turns her face to the other side of the room so that the sun won't continuously keep shoving on her face. "It's morning already," Eleanor mumbled, she was now struggling to sit on her butt with her hands itching her eyes. At that moment, the memories of last night were now dawning on her and a low gasp escaped from her lips. "The king!" She called, her eyes now staring across the room in search of him, however, she didn't see him. "Where could he be?" She thought in her mind. Then, drifting out of bed. "I think he's gone out!" She said. Hence, she hurried to the bathroom, took her quick bath, and stepped out after a few minutes. She hastily wore her clothes and packed her hair properly before