"Let's see what you're really worth." He gripped her waist, his thrusts increasingly forceful and possessive.
He knew every inch of her. In the two years they’d been married, their intimate moments were rare, but each time left him utterly bewitched, sometimes so much that he couldn’t help but come back for more.
He couldn't deny his insatiable desire for her. He saw the flush of red on her face, and his grip turned even more domineering.
Afterward, he pulled away. Suddenly, he noticed the bed sheets beneath her stained red with blood.
She lay there with her eyes tightly shut, clearly in excruciating pain. The pain was so intense that she curled up into a tight ball.
The blood spread beneath her like a blooming poppy.
A sudden grip tightened around Casper's heart. This wasn’t her period...
"Are you mute? Couldn’t you tell me it hurt?"
Casper grabbed a blanket, wrapped up Eliza, and carried her downstairs. Her body was burning hot, her complexion pale and bloodless.
"Driver, get the car."
On the way to the hospital, Casper called Aaron, asking him to meet them there.
The moment he arrived at the hospital, he rushed Eliza straight to the emergency room.
"What's the situation?"
Aaron reached out to take her, but Casper dodged him. He carried her directly into the emergency treatment room.
Aaron didn't take offense, and after explaining the situation to the doctors, he waited outside with Casper.
Casper pulled out a cigarette, attempting to light it several times unsuccessfully.
"Smoking is prohibited in the hospital. Just bear with it," Aaron said.
Casper angrily threw the cigarette and lighter into the trash, rubbing his hands through his thick hair.
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