Ella sucked in a breath, every nerve suddenly awake as his fingers filled her. She could feel a familiar warmth spreading inside her.
"Adrian," she warned softly, though it came out weaker than she intended.
"You don’t like it?" he murmured.
Ella wanted to laugh bitterly. As if she could deny what her body was already telling him.
Her pulse betrayed her, racing so loudly she was sure he could hear it.
Even the room felt warmer now, a sweet scent lingering in the air that was charged with something that had nothing to do with the hospital and everything to do with the man beside her.
"You’re impossible," she whispered.
"And yet," he shifted his position, fingers still buried inside her as he inclined his body behind her. His lips hovered below her ear as he whispered, "you keep provoking me."
Her fingers curled into the sheets as his touch shifted.
His fingers curled as if he had all the time in the world and intended to make her feel every second of it.
"You asked if I was jealous," he continued softly. "This is me answering."
Her breath hitched. "This isn’t an answer," she said, unable to come to terms with the fact that this stone-faced man would pull something like this, acting so cheeky, cocky and shameless.
But no words seemed to deter Adrian in the moment as the movement of his fingers intensified, switching back and forth relentlessly.
Ella moaned trying to tilt her neck but Adrian held the back of her head, supporting her as he eyed the cast around her neck for a brief moment.
"Ah... Yes, there... Adrian..."
Just as Ella reached the peak due to his intense movements, she was hit with a sudden wave of emptiness.
When she looked up, Adrian had retracted his fingers. She clenched in desperation and need.
But the man seemed to have no intention of finishing what he started. Looking straight into her eyes, he lifted his and licked each finger clean.
Ella bit down on her bottom lips in indignation.
Adrian did not seem to notice the wronged look on her face. His gaze was deeply focused on the wounds on her.
Ella sighed inwardly. Thinking about it, Adrian must have been worried sick about her earlier.
"Jenny..."
"Is dead," Adrian said before Ella could finish her words.
Ella’s eyes widened slightly. She opened her mouth to say something but no words came out of her mouth.
"Stay and recover properly."
As Adrian got up, Ella hurriedly grabbed his hand, "Where are you going?"
Adrian turned around and bent down. Grabbing her face, he placed a soft kiss on her forehead, "I will be back soon."
After Adrian left, Ella stayed awake for quite some time. Her thoughts drifted but after a while, the medicine showed effects and her eyes gradually closed.
The next morning, Ella was awakened by some rustling noises.
When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the nurse who was recording her condition.
"How do you feel now... Mrs. King?"
Ella’s eyes widened briefly but then she composed herself. Adrian probably did not bother hiding her identity this time.
"Much better... Just a little sore..."



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