“You pervert!”
I pounded him desperately, yet I dared not make too much noise. But Cameron easily pinned my hands above my head with one hand, while the other one lifted the blanket and roamed freely over my body.
“Get out … you!” I couldn’t resist and had only one mouth left to curse him, “Cameron, you beast…”
“That mouth of yours is really unpleasant!”
He lowered his head and used his mouth to silence my unlikable one.
His kisses ranged from gentle to urgent, like a raging plunder.
I was left breathless by his onslaught, and just as I felt dizzy, Cameron lifted the blanket, scooped me up, and placed me on the table by the window.
My back was against the glass window as he spread my legs apart with his big hands and invaded brutally …
“Cameron, don’t … Cameron!” my eyes welled up with tears and I begged him softly in his ear.
“Don’t?” Cameron whimpered and laughed, thrusting harder, “I think your body is more honest!”
I was facing right at Carter, and I could see his sleeping face clearly … For a split second, the guilt and self-condemnation that welled up in my heart was literally tearing me apart.
“Thinking about what?” Cameron suddenly wrenched my chin hard and I met his eyes, the cool moonlight hit his face and he looked like as if he were an evil demon.
“Don’t think about other men when you’re having sex with me!”
“Laura I’m telling you, you can have children, but only mine!”
My heart shook and I looked at him in bewilderment.
“Laura …” his voice was low and harsh, he said word for word, “You, can only bear children for me!”
…
“Laura, you can only bear children for me.”
My mind was almost blank.
Only these few words lingered: “You can only bear children for me.”
After everything was over, Cameron licked his lips, tightened his grip, and I was thrown onto the bed by him like a trash, once again.
But this time, he carefully covered me with the blanket, sat at the edge of the bed for a while, and played with strands of my hair around his fingers.
It was a gesture he liked to do when we were kids.
At this moment, he was a qualified lover. Instead of leaving abruptly after satisfaction, he gently attended to my feelings. His eyes no longer had that sharp coldness but were filled with lingering affection and reluctance.
No, I must have misunderstood, right? How could he treat me like this!
My heart was struck by a heavy object. Just as I was about to say something, Cameron quickly resumed his icy demeanor, turned around, and left, leaving me only his back.
…
The next morning, I guessed that Carter should be waking up soon. Afraid he would notice the bruises on me, I quickly went up to find some clothes, wrapping myself tightly.
Going downstairs, the whole family was there. Cameron’s sharp gaze focused on my face, and I deliberately avoided it, feeling extremely anxious.
“Laura,” he spread butter on his toast while sneering, “Aren’t you feeling hot wearing all those layers?”
“Can’t you say a few less words?” Carter thought he was joking and signaled me to bring the wheelchair over.
“Laura, your complexion doesn’t look good. Didn’t sleep well last night?” Stella looked at me.
I stood on the side, trying my best to suppress the trembling of my body. I forced a smile, knowing that my face was probably pale without anyone reminding me.
My body still ached faintly. All of this was thanks to Cameron, this scum!
I glared at him with hatred. Cameron, however, lifted his head at this moment, and gestured with his fingers, mimicking the act of winding hair.
“Sit down and have some thing,” Stella smiled at me.
My heart ached, not knowing when these days would come to an end.
“If you’re not feeling well, don’t go for the checkup today,” Carter held my hand and whispered.
I suddenly remembered that we had a doctor’s appointment for a checkup today, countless times checkup before the in vitro fertilization. I hurriedly said, “No, no, let’s go today! It’s already scheduled, don’t change it.”
In fact, I wanted to avoid Cameron.
Subconsciously, I had another thought: he said I could only bear children for him? No, I would make him see that I would cooperate with the examination wholeheartedly to have a child for another man!
Cameron’s face did darken, and he threw the cutlery onto the table with a loud clang.
All eyes turned towards him. After a brief pause, he chuckled and announced, “Carter and Laura are heading to the hospital. I’ll have the housekeeper ready the car.”
I anxiously twisted the tablecloth between my fingers, a sense of unease creeping over me. There was a buzzing sound in my ears, and in my mind echoed his words, “Laura, you can only bear children for me!”
This uneasy feeling persisted until we reached the hospital.
I completed all the examinations and waited for the results in the corridor. Carter held my hand the entire time, the warmth in his palm gradually melting away my discomfort. I glanced at him and involuntarily leaned my head on his shoulder.
“Laura?” The nurse came out, signaling us to come in.
The doctor got all the examination reports and went through them several times from beginning to end. A puzzled look crossed her face several times as she looked at me. “Mrs. Lynch, have you recently… taken any hormone suppressant medications?”
My mind buzzed, and my body trembled uncontrollably.
I was afraid of getting pregnant with Cameron’s child, and every time we did that, I would take emergency contraceptives… I never expected it to show up in the medical examination!
My breath became slightly rapid, and sweat formed on the tip of my nose. The doctor’s gaze shifted from doubt to certainty, and she probably could guess what shameful act I had committed.
If she exposed me on the spot, how would I explain it to Carter?
“Mrs. Lynch,” she coughed lightly, giving me a knowing look, “have you recently… taken any weight-loss pills?”
“Ah…”
I was momentarily stunned, but I knew she was throwing me a lifeline.
The doctor probably had seen such situations many times.
I could only go along with her words, “Uh, yes… I took some.”
“The main effect of weight-loss pills is to suppress hormone secretion, achieve appetite suppression, and thus achieve weight loss,” the doctor smiled. “During the preparation for pregnancy, avoid taking such things; they are not good for your health.”
I nodded.
In the room, only Carter’s anxious and reproachful admonitions remained. He said I was already so thin, why did I have to take weight-loss pills? He said he liked me being a bit plumper; my round face looked particularly good…
I felt guilty towards him.
I tugged at his sleeve, wanting to leave this place that made it hard for me to breathe. However, the nurse came in with another report, whispered to the doctor for a few moments.
“Is there something else?” Carter asked.
The doctor furrowed, motioned for me to follow her into the small room inside. Once inside, she placed the report in front of me, “Mrs. Lynch, you have a gynecological disease that may require separate treatment.”
“Gynecological disease?”
My heart sank.
“Mrs. Lynch,” she looked serious, speaking in a low voice, “Things between you and your husband may not be that simple, right?”
I remained silent, standing there blankly, tightly biting my lips.
“Mrs. Lynch, I don’t mean to pry into your private affairs. I just want to tell you as a doctor that too frequent sexual activities are an important cause of Gynecological disease. I also advise you to remind your partner to use condoms in the future… If you and your husband still want a healthy child!”
Her words turned my face crimson.
I felt like finding a hole to crawl into. In front of her, I seemed to be a transparent sheet of paper, and every dirty mark was visible to her.
“I can understand as well,” she walked over, patting my shoulder with sympathy on her face, “After all, Mr. Lynch can’t be considered a healthy and normal man. Don’t worry, I’ll keep the secret for you. But Mrs. Lynch, you should also be more restrained, after all…”
“Enough, stop talking!”
Her gaze left me with no place to hide.
How did I get myself into this situation?
I am a woman of loose morals, betraying my own husband, having an affair with my brother-in-law, and even on my husband’s bed…
I thanked the doctor and asked her to keep it confidential.
Just as I was about to open the door, it swung open from the outside.
I looked up, meeting Carter’s incredible gaze.