Chapter 79: Chapter 79

"Can I have sex while pregnant?" I averted my gaze from Wayne in embarrassment. I'm not sure whether to turn left or right. To relieve the heat on my face, I moved on my feet as if dancing. I never imagined I'd ask this question to a doctor in my whole life. Strange embarrassment I felt since I only wanted to satisfy Adonis' horniness. But I'm wondering whether Adonis is the only one who enjoys it, even if I've been experiencing sexual discomfort for a few days now. I’m already too ashamed of Wayne because he’s a man and even though he’s a doctor I know he knows why I’m asking this.

I expected him to laugh at me, but it appears that it's forbidden to them because he remained silent, so I looked at him and thought, why should I be ashamed, isn't it and it's only natural for lovers to have sexual intercourse, but even so, there's still a battle in my brain that says I'm should slow down in sex. I'm embarrassed of myself for not being able to refuse Adonis, but I'm here in Wayne's room now merely to give myself an excuse to do it with him.

"You may have sex with Adonis as long as you take it easy because he still has a wound when you're pregnant," he said, making me want to crawl under his desk and tell him I didn't know who he was. When I lifted my hand, I felt my nipples stiffen because of what I was thinking, supposing I might relieve my body heat by fanning myself. It doesn't appear that I'm pregnant; perhaps I have another sickness that drowns a person, causing them to need sex.

I think I'm losing my mind, and I'm not sure what's going through my head. I feigned to be dissatisfied with what he replied, despite the fact that he had just answered my question. I had lost track of what was going on with me. Every time I see Adonis, I feel compelled to have sex with him. He walked away from his sitting at his desk, adjusting his uniform. Will he return home? I wanted to ask where Wendy is or where she is now, but I'm at my limit, and I know it shouldn't worry me longer. When he stood up, I was also getting ready to leave, but as I was walking away, I heard a tremendous noise.

When I looked around, all I saw was Wayne laying on the floor. I didn't know what to do since I was taken aback by what had happened to him. Is it fashionable to be ill or go to the hospital these days? I appreciate his concern for Wendy, but he shouldn't let himself down. When I understood what had happened to him, I rushed to open the door and yelled for aid like a lunatic.

“Help! Kindly help me!"

"Help!"

Because no one was paying attention to me, they could have assumed I was insane. When I noticed a nurse walking by who appeared to be ignoring me, I raced up to her and yanked her hand to go with me. Her face showed that she was upset with me for what I did, yet when I begged for her assistance, she did nothing but help me. She bolted when she realized I wasn't joking when I requested support with her. She quickly checked Wayne's wrist. She shouldn't be concerned about that because that man is still living; he's simply stubborn because he prioritizes Wendy's well-being over his own. Love shows what man is capable of!

I left them and returned to Adonis. I'm hoping he's sleeping now since I'm at a loss on how to entice him. He doesn't pout frequently, but when he does, you believe he's a woman. That was something I loved in him, and I hope he doesn't lose it. Well, sometimes I want him to engage with people because it's difficult to have no one to talk to all the time. He seemed to be following my wishes because he conversed with our snorkeling mates without making them feel like the wind. Every time he took them diving, I kept thinking about how he treated them. Based on what the woman previously stated, it appears that she has been involved with Adonis for a long time in such a situation. I was exhausted when I was right in front of his door so I groaned and turned the door weakly.

I anticipated him to welcome me, but I was puzzled since he turned his back on the door and didn't see me coming, but even if he didn't see me, he must have heard me approaching because of the sound of the door. I waited for him to turn around, but he didn't, so I assumed he was sleeping. I couldn't help but look at him when I couldn't stop myself. I moved to the opposite side of the bed to see if he was asleep, but he turned away from me and faced the door, which surprised me. I couldn't move since he appeared to be a youngster pouting at his mother. My cheeks flushed because I was embarrassed by what he had done. Is what I've seen real? He turned away from me? I attempted to look him in the eyes again to be sure that's what he did, but he did it again. It seemed as though my chin had dropped to the ground.

I got a funny thought because of what he did, and I will absolutely make him turn on me. I feigned to leave by opening the door. I closed that as well, while still holding the doorknob, and voilà! When he spotted me standing with my arms crossed, the fool turned to check on me but immediately returned to his place. I wanted to chuckle at his reaction, but I changed my mind since I wanted to entice him. I can only show him my tenderness here at times. That's great with me if this is the reason we're loving each other more closely. All I want is for us to love each other even more now that we have a child within my belly. When we fill each other with love, our child will be surrounded by love as well.

I kissed the back of his neck after hugging him from behind. As I hugged him, I grinned. We're simply thinking about how we're going to coax each other, so hopefully this is how we'll always be. I simply giggled as I licked the back of his neck. I can't get the smile off my face no matter how hard I try. He held me and turned me to face him when he looked to be tickled too much. He elevated my body so that I could land on his. When he did that, he buried his face in my neck and sniffed it, like he usually does.

"Why is my love sulking, hmm?" I clasped his cheeks before kissing his lips. That's with tenderness, I say. I could show him anything without having to disguise my true feelings. He kissed me back and licked my lips, opening my mouth and inserting his tongue. Because of the strong intensity of the mint toothpaste he used, I tasted his spicy saliva. We didn't talk, and I was out of breath, but he wouldn't let go of my lip, and he even bit it.

"I'm sick. You should take care of me, but I can't always find you and you pretend that you're just going to the bathroom even though there's a bathroom in my room." His voice was somber, so I made a regretful expression, even though I knew it would happen, I knew he would tell me my unexpected escape. I wish I could reason more because I don't run out of things to say to him when my phone rings that in my bag. I've already charged it and I always carry it with me whenever I pick up Adonis clothes in Zhejiang. I got up from lying on his body and walked over to the seat of my bag.

When I picked up my phone, thick sweat went down my palms and I did a series of swallows.