I hastily wrapped the blanket over my body, but I didn’t stop the mischievous Duke from climbing inside the quilt.
Sean Matthews grabbed Duke by one leg and raised him up when it became clear that Duke would not be able to entirely encase himself in the quilt.
“Ah! Put an end to this! Mom, help!” Duke flopped.
Sean Matthews threw Duke aside and called the people outside.
The housekeeper rushed in and quickly removed all five of the children, one at a time.
I cannot bring myself to gaze all the way up.
The rest of them seemed to be perplexed, and Duke went completely insane while being held by the maid. “Mom! I need my mother! I want to despise my father! Ah!”
The door slammed, putting an end to Duke’s piercing scream.
The room was devoid of any noise. I felt a sense of relief. My body was still shivering underneath the blanket. I curled myself like a pupa, displaying barely half of my face above my nose.
“So nervous?”
Sean Matthews’ dark eyes were cast downward on me as he stood there.
I gritted my teeth and quickly cast a sideways glance with my gaze. Isn’t he trying to get more out of you? The person whose body is covered by the quilt is not clothed.
Not only do I have nothing on, but so does Sean Matthews!
When I first sat up, my back started to hurt.
This guy really wants to make out with me!
“Dinner is served. You are not required to go downward.”
I unconsciously wanted to reject. After turning around, I looked over and just in time to see Sean Matthews get out of bed. The sight of my sensual body exposed caused a tightness in my eyes, and I quickly looked away from it.
“Follow me down to the dining room, where I’ll be eating with the kids.”
I got out of bed covered in a comforter, suffered my soft legs, gathered up the clothing strewn on the ground and walked to the restroom.
The door banged shut.
Sean Matthews watched as I fled from the scene, but he did not try to stop me. His dark eyes had a captivating mystery.
The sound of Sean Matthews coming from the restroom could be heard just as I was walking downstairs to join the children.
“Donna Davis, please assist me with my undergarments!”
“Just take it on your own. I’m leaving!” My response was given without any hesitation.
“Do you really want me to take it myself…” is a rhetorical question. The voice of Sean Matthews could be heard coming from behind the door.
At this point in time, I get the impression that he is a true troublemaker and much too rogue!
If he comes out naked
“Alright, I’ll grab it for you!”
I clinched my teeth, opened the cupboard, removed a pair of black panties, and clutched them in my hand as I made my way cautiously into the restroom.
I’m going to give it to Sean Matthews through the gap in the door, but there’s no way for me to know for sure that this person’s mind is not in any way present in this location. What kind of underwear does he wear that is only his pattern?
“Ah…” I let out a yell. The victim was forced to lie face down on the washing table after being pulled inside. His bare body suffocated me and left me gasping for air.
I’ve just done doing the laundry!
The clothing have once again become damp.
“If you don’t let me go, Sean Matthews, don’t blame me for poisoning your little brother!”
I glared fiercely at the other person.
After Sean Matthews was done listening to the speech, he really stopped, but the only thing that moved was his lips.
Even as he continued to push his body against mine, a pained grimace started to form on his otherwise lovely face.
“Ah…” Sean Matthews seemed to be having difficulty standing steadily and wanted to collapse over. He knelt down and covered his stomach, and the skin on his face scrunched up into a ball.
I was caught off guard by how casually he let go of my grip. When I was attempting to flee, I couldn’t help but glance back at him, and I saw that he had something wrong with him.
It seems like he’s in a lot of agony.
It doesn’t look like it?
I resisted the urge to go forward and tried to get up, but it seemed as if both of my legs were loaded down with lead. I was unable to stop myself from hearing a variety of voices in my brain… The first one was pressuring me to go as soon as possible, while the second one was hesitating about whether or not I should ask him. After all, I’ve never seen him so vulnerable.
“You… You… What exactly is the problem with you?” I simply asked.
The voice said, “stomach agony… You go…” as Sean Matthews bowed his head and listened intently.
stomachache? As my actions weren’t producing the desired results, I stepped over and said, “Do you happen to have any medication on you? I’ll get it for you.”
He coughed out a few syllables as though he was in a lot of agony, sounding like he was saying, “Myrrh… Done…”
I have never seen Sean Matthews have any kind of illness. To my way of thinking, he is a mechanical being. It nearly escapes my mind that he is a typical human being who is susceptible to illness. The first time I saw him like that, I was in so much agony I couldn’t even get up, and there was dirty leftover bath foam on his back. He was really weak. At this very moment, I don’t think it has registered in my mind that this household includes both a maid and a doctor.
“Which prescription medication do you typically take? I’ll go ahead and purchase it for you. Wait…” I quickly turned around and sprinted out of the restroom, but before I had taken more than a few feet, I heard Sean Matthews shout, “wait a minute!”
“Huh?”
I turned around to face him again and heard him mumble something to the effect of “assist me into the bathtub…”
I was taken aback and puzzled by the question “Are you sure you’re in such a terrible position? Even the bathtub is out of the question for you?”
“Yes!”
Sean Matthews made a frowning face.
I walked over to where Sean Matthews was and assisted him in getting into the tub. I was on the verge of letting go, but he grabbed me just in time.