Before, when Cameron forced me, I would feel irritated, but it didn’t carry the same piercing humiliation, and it even had a hint of sweetness. It turned out that doing such things with someone you liked, even if it was forced, felt different. Yet, being with someone you didn’t love, even without doing anything, every minute and every second made you want to escape.
I began frequenting the hospital again. I found Professor Tan, who had helped us with in vitro fertilization initially, and told her that I wanted to continue with it. Professor Tan hesitated a bit after conducting a comprehensive examination for both Carter and me, and reluctantly informed us that having a child might be difficult at the moment.
“What can we do then?” I asked.
“Right now, what you both need the most is to strengthen your bodies. Even for in vitro fertilization, you need high-quality eggs and sperm. However, Mr. Lynch and Mrs. Lynch currently do not meet that standard.”
I couldn’t express what I felt in my heart, but subconsciously, it seemed like a weight had been lifted. I wasn’t willing to conceive Carter’s child, even through in vitro fertilization. However, circumstances forced me to have a child with him.
After that day, I began paying attention to exercising, maintaining a healthy sleep schedule, not overworking, avoiding staying up late, and incorporating more fruits and vegetables into my diet.
I also created a schedule for Carter, accompanying him for rehabilitation. His legs had recovered quite well; sometimes, he could even get out of the wheelchair and walk for a significant part of the day with the help of crutches.
We were both making efforts to conceive a healthy baby until one day when I went to the hospital to get some health supplements, and Cameron cornered me in the storage room at the corridor.
“What… what do you want?” I looked nervously at the man in front of me. In the darkness, I couldn’t see his face clearly, but I could sense his overwhelming presence.
His tall figure approached me slowly. I kept retreating until my back pressed against the cold wall.
“No… don’t…” I instinctively uttered these words, “Cameron, don’t…”
“Don’t?” his icy voice came from above, “Do you know what I want to do to you? Just saying don’t?”
How could I not know what he wanted to do? When he sought me out, what else did he do besides that?
His hand reached out, touching my hair, then tracing down through my earlobe, collarbone, and touching my ample chest…
Suddenly, he tightly embraced my waist.
His strength was intense, and I felt a sense of suffocation instantly. I tried to push away but couldn’t. Just as I was about to speak, he silenced me with a kiss.
“Cameron, let go of me!” I struggled to break free, unintentionally biting his lip. He grunted, releasing me abruptly.
“Cameron…” I trembled against the wall.
I adjusted my emotions and tried to speak calmly, “Please, spare me. We can’t continue like this… You’re Queenie’s fiancé, and I’m Carter’s wife. If we continue like this, we are two betrayers!”
“We’ve been betrayers more than once or twice. Do you think stopping now makes us noble?”
I felt like I was in despair, “Let me go…”
Cameron looked at me, and when he pressed me against the wall again, I realized I had no strength to resist. This time, his kiss was warm and lingering. He gently undressed me, and on my skin, flowers of passion blossomed. As I lost in confusion and infatuation, he penetrated me abruptly, the pleasure mixed with pain made me shiver and cry uncontrollably.
I held him tightly, urging him to go deeper. This feeling of being deeply possessed by him was like a drug, addictive and irresistible.
“You slut…” he growled in my ear, “I told you, you can only bear my child. You can only bear my fucking child!”
…
When everything calmed down, I tidied up my clothes one by one. Whether on my chest or arms, there were marks left by him everywhere, even two bruises on my knees.
Fortunately, I was wearing a long skirt today.
Cameron glanced at me, making a disdainful sound. Then he stepped over, took hold of my chin, and said each word with emphasis, “You can only bear my child, remember that?”
I averted my gaze.
“You don’t need to take the medicine prescribed by the hospital anymore,” he said. “All the examinations are stopped. When you come to the hospital in the future, it’s just for show. Do you understand?”
I remained silent, and he took it as my agreement. He lightly patted my face, laughed, then asked, “Did he touch you?”
“Did you have sex?”
I couldn’t bear it anymore, “What’s his situation, don’t you know?”
“Good then.” He smirked. “Don’t put on such a face. Feeling guilty toward your husband? But when you were straddling me just now, you were quite wild…”
“Shut up!”
I pushed him away and ran towards the door, but almost collided with someone as I opened it.
“Laura? What are you doing here?”
I was startled.
Queenie was standing right in front of me, looking at me in surprise. Her surprise gradually turned into anger as she noticed Cameron walking out behind me.
I felt utterly embarrassed, wanting to find a hole to hide in. My clothes were disheveled, my hair a mess, and there were marks on my neck… Anyone with eyes could tell what had just happened in this small storage room-something unspeakable.
“You two…”
I lowered my head, seeing her fists clenching, her whole body trembling.
However, in the blink of an eye, she regained her composure. The moment she saw Cameron, her expression changed immediately, smiling sweetly and tenderly. She approached Cameron, hooked her arm through his, and asked in a coquettish tone, “What are you doing here? Another chance encounter with Laura?”
Cameron frowned but quickly replaced it with a smile.
“Saying something. I’ve been looking for you for half a day!” Queenie pouted at him. “There’s still one check-up left; you ran out on your own!”
Check-up? I was stunned. What kind of check-up were they here for?
“Laura, today we’re also here for a health check,” Queenie explained with a smile. “Just a routine pre-marital check! We’ve planned everything… after getting married, we’ll enjoy our own world for the first two years. Starting from the third year, we’ll start preparing for pregnancy. We’re planning to have three children…”
“Queenie,” Cameron coldly interrupted her, “why are you telling Laura all this?”
“It’s not some shameful secret. Why are you so serious?”
“Isn’t there one more checkup?” He glanced at me, then said to her, “Let’s hurry over there.”
I felt a bit uneasy.
Earlier, this man said I could only bear his child… and now, he casually accompanied his fiancée, participating in various check-ups to prepare for their future children.
Then, what am I?
Queenie approached, affectionately linking her arm with mine, and whispered, “Laura, are you free tonight?”
I was taken aback. “What’s going on?”
“There’s a new buffet restaurant in the south of the city, said to be excellent! Cameron and I are planning to try it tonight. Would you and Carter like to join us?”
“We won’t go,” I pulled my arm back. “Carter’s leg is not in good condition.”
“That’s not a problem at all. We went on an outing together last time!”
She seemed warm and sincere, with big, twinkling eyes, appearing as an innocent rich girl. However, for some reason, probably due to my guilty conscience, I was always afraid of having any interactions with her. Especially when I thought about the look she gave me just now-like she wanted to kill me.
“Laura!” She shook my arm. “Come on! Let’s go together! Eating at a buffet is more lively with more people! Consider it a pre-wedding bachelor party for Cameron and me!”
Unable to resist her pleading, I subconsciously looked at Cameron. However, he stood silently on the side, frowning, as if contemplating something.
“Laura,” Queenie’s expression changed, “I’m inviting you. Why do you have to look at him?”
“Could it be… you need Cameron’s approval for everything you do?”
She said it with a smile, and I wanted to treat it as a joke. However, a chill rose from the depths of my heart.
“Cameron, help me invite Laura too!” Queenie turned to Cameron. “Let’s go together tonight! My dad knows the owner there; our meal will be free!”
Queenie didn’t spend alone time with Cameron at night, she insisted on inviting me and Carter along. She called Carter, I don’t know what she said to him, but it cheered him up so much that he insisted on joining the fun that night… I have no choice but to comply with them.
Cameron wore a cold expression throughout. I noticed that every time the four of us were together, he always had this indifferent look.
The dinner was tasteless for me. Several times, I found myself daydreaming, not even aware of what I was putting into my mouth.