Her Majesty novel Chapter 34

I sat on the stool. Abby put medicine carefully to my swollen face. Her body was close to me, and I could smell her faint body incense, which made me absent-minded.

I could not help but put out a hand around Abby's small waist, and said, “Abby, you smell good."

Abby flushed, pinched on my arm, and said sweetly, “Behave well, you got hurt, stop that."

Having said that, she looked straight at me and licked her red lips gently.

Such gentle resistance was not resistance at all, it was flirtation. I moved my hand slowly down on her chest, the fleshy feeling made me surprised. The physical pain was alleviated a lot.

Abby wriggled shyly to avoid my hand, but it increased my interest. I took Abby into my arms and began to touch her. Abby's breath immediately hurried up, she whispered slightly, “Justin, no, in case someone came in to see.”

I was gagged in the middle of the sentence.

After a while, Abby broke away, panting. As adjusting her clothes, she said with red face, “I didn't find you are obsessive to sex before. I don’t like you if you keep doing that.”

My mind was startled. Yes, what happened to me? I had never been like this before.

I was thinking about my change, but Abby thought her words hurt me, she gently pushed me, and said softly, “Justin, are you angry? In fact, I am willing to, but you are now injured. It is not good for your health if you get too excited.”

I calmed down, gently patted Abby's hand and said, “It's ok, it's my fault. I feel a bit abnormal tonight. I will be good after a sleep."

Abby agreed and gently put medicine on me. I did not continue any misbehaviors, obediently allowing Abby to me bandaged the wound.

I yawned and said to Abby, "Thank you very much. It's too late tonight. You don't need to go back. Stay here for one night, and I will drive you home tomorrow.”

Abby obediently nodded and helped me to a room. Fortunately, there were enough rooms in the villa for these people to live in.

It was a very dangerous night. I fell asleep as soon as I touched the bed.

The next morning when I woke up, it was nearly twelve o'clock noon. I moved my body, but felt pain all over. I wanted to get up, but I couldn't.

At this time, Amanda came in carrying a bowl of porridge. When she found me want to get up, she quickly put down the bowl and came to help me sit up, took a pillow pad in my waist, and said in concern, “Don't move, don't move, what do you want to do?"

I still confused, blurted out, “What is Abby? I said I will drive her home this morning."

As spoke, I realized I was in trouble. Amanda’s expression changed and she said to me, “Are you still thinking of the girl? Look at you, look at your family. Do you deserve her? Abby, Abby, you called her affectionately."

"Well, you sent me away last night for that woman. What the hell is the relationship between you two?"

I felt upset that Amanda was jealous in this early morning.

Last night, however, I felt a little sorry for her, so I had to say softly, “Why, are you jealous? Wasn't I out of my mind last night? I was frightened and got beaten, Ben got shot, and my mind was disorderly. I did not remember what I say and what I have done."