After a long time, he got up, standing on the balcony with a cigarette.
I was lying on the bed, feeling incomprehensible.
Then I got to hugged him with my whole body on his back, “Let’s try it in the bathroom.”
He turned around, “When?”
He meant the reaction of my body?
I headed down, “Maybe after the miscarriage...”
Maybe what I heard that night would be buried in my deepest inside.
He glanced at me deeply and pushed me away, “I’ll go to the study.”
I grabbed him quickly, “Did you buy Maya’s bar for Carol? Maya was framed, Samson, can you help me!”
I had to ask him for help now though I didn’t satisfy him.
He said coldly, “You came back just for this?”
I shook my head, “No, I...”
“You want to having sex with me for this?” He sneered, “Sharon, didn’t you notice that you couldn’t react to me anymore?”
I shook my head, but it was so.
I was a little choked, “Samson, you have Carol and many other friends, but I have nothing but Maya. Please help me!”
“Heh!” He sneered, “You have nothing but Maya? Sharon Sandra, you really surprised me!”
He was very angry, but I had no other choice.
I held his hands and was about to cry, “Samson, I can only beg you, sorry!”
It was extremely cold in the bedroom. After a long time, he said, “To the bathroom!”
He never suppressed his desire.
“Sharon!” He said in a hoarse voice.
He was crude and hard, making me hurt.
I begged him, “Samson, could you be gentle?”
I was worried about the embryo!
A pain came from my lower abdomen. I trembled, “Samson, stop, I... bleed!”
He became stiff and then stopped.
I convulsed with pain, “Hurry, take me to the hospital!”
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