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“You don't know?”
All the stupid things once again rushed to my head looking at his mischievous evil smile. His question sparked something new inside my mind, and it twisted my stomach in sweet fear. There were many possibilities as to why he was here, but the only reasons that came to mind were the dirty ones. The suggestive look on his face only made my situation even worse. The way his cold blue eyes were looking at me made me bite the inside of my cheeks. Grace stops the train of your thoughts at this instant. Stop thinking about the things that are not supposed to be done here in the hospital. Just stop it! I commanded my mind. I cleared my throat while trying to clear my dirty mind too.
"No, I don't,” I said in a firm tone. I remember how he left without giving me a second glance.
“Have you forgotten something?” I asked while looking away from his stupid, handsome face. He chuckled when I said that. It made me look at him with raised brows. If I didn't crack a joke, then what is he finding so funny?
“Hmmm, yes,” he said while humming in his rich, heavy voice, and it did something to me. He had not hummed for the first time, but I don't know why I was finding it so attractive at that moment. My brows furrowed when he agreed to it.
“What?” I asked one more question to distract me from my thoughts. He was not here for more than fifteen minutes, so what did he forget? He took a deep breath before pushing himself away from the doorframe. He moved his face forward so his face was only an inch away from me.
“You, my dear sweet wife,” he said with that mischievous smile still on his lips. I don't know why, but my cheeks burned when he said that. Every time he calls me his wife, my whole face burns as if it were on fire. Why the hell am I blushing so much? Maybe because, as a teen, you always wanted to be his wife. My inner voice whispered, making my eyes widen slightly. I don't know where that thought came from. I never wanted to be his voice. I discarded that reason, and my inner voice gave me side eyes, making my face burn even more red. I badly wanted to fan my face.
“I can't go back with you,” I said while clearing my throat.
“I need to stay here with my dad,” I said while once again looking away from him. He took hold of my chin and made me take a look at him.
“You can't come home with me so I can stay here with you. We can still do all those things here, can't we?” he said with a suggestive smirk still plastered to his face. I gasped in disbelief when he said that. My eyes were wide with sweet fear.
“We can't; we are at the hospital,” I said in a hushed tone, still looking at him with that look in my eyes.
“I'm sure we can find an empty room in this big hospital," he said while wiggling his eyebrows, and my eyes went wide even more if it was possible. My heart was thumping so loudly inside my rib cage. I turned my head to look at my father. Thank God he was still sleeping. I'm sure he would have another heart attack if he heard what his son-in-law was saying. I averted my eyes from Dad and looked at Erick. I gave him a pleading look. I never, in my wildest dreams, thought he would come up with such an evil idea. Sex in a hospital sounds so scandalous, and what if someone caught us? What if my family came to know about it? Even that thought was making me so anxious.
“Erick, we can't—” I said with a pleading look that made him laugh even before I could complete my sentence. My brows furrowed in confusion when I saw him laughing like that.
“I was just messing with you, my doll,” he said while moving forward and kissing my cheek. I blink my eyes when he says that. My heart was still thumping so loudly. He was messing with me all this time.
"Come, let's go inside. I have brought food for you,” he said while showing me a bag in his hand. He took me inside and made me sit on the couch. How did he know I was hungry? After marriage, does the husband get a special power to read the wife's mind even if they are far away? He had brought takeout from a Korean restaurant. It was tteok-bokki with fish cakes. My eyes widened, and now I was fully convinced he had got some special powers after our marriage. How did he know I was craving this thing? I had just watched a few videos of people eating tteok-bokki. It was the main reason why I was so hungry in the first place. My mouth water while looking at it.
“Eat it before it gets cold,” he said while putting some on the paper takeout plates for me. He took some of it in chopsticks and brought it to my mouth. I didn't need to be told twice. I started eating it with his hands.
“It is so delicious,” I said while chewing on it. I was having a foodgasm.
“Really?” he asked with raised brows, and I nodded my head while taking one more bite he fed me.
“Let me taste it then,” he said, and I once again nodded my head while chewing on it. Suddenly, he moved his face and then darted out his tongue before licking the sauce from my lips. My eyes widened when he did that. My heart once again started to thump loudly. His tongue slowly licked my lower lips as if savouring the taste. I felt tingles all over my body when he did that. He moved his back with that suggestive and evil smirk on his lips.
“It's very delicious,” he said in a husky voice while looking straight into my eyes. I stopped chewing when he said that.
Why did it feel like we were talking about two different things?
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