Chapter 19: You got to be kidding me

Ethan

I walked out of the room to take care of myself and went straight to the bathroom in my room, leaving Peral alone in the room. I wanted her lips around my thick rod pounding and her hands wrapped around but this is a little early.

My little squirrel is scared of me and there is still a chance she would bite instead of sucking me, and that's making my already hard dick stand more erect.

"Little patience friend, I promise you you'll meet her soon; her pussy is sweet and it will be worth every second of wait, you will not want to come out and be buried in her." I spoke with Junior, rubbing it harshly, imagining my wife beneath me panting and stroking my back, digging her nails into my back.

"Peral," I murmured, coming all over the basin, and it spurted all over it. When the aftershock of my orgasms faded, my chest relaxed, and I stepped closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection. As I assumed, my face covered a sly smile that I hadn't previously experienced.

I can't believe my wife; she just signed herself to me. I would give everything to her and take everything I wanted from her, devour her, and make her come on me—my dick, my face, my fingers.

I can't wait to take her back home with me; there is nothing more I want right now. I walked closer to the basin, washing my hands and tugging my length inside my pants, and walked out of the room, but my wife was gone. I stared at the bed; she was there a few minutes ago, but now there was no trace of her.

I quickly grabbed my phone and saw the footage and she was running away again. I shook my head and walked out of the room and one of the men was standing behind the door. I raised my eyebrow, looking at him.

"Sir, ma'am, signed the papers," He informed me, and I stared at him as if there was something else.

"And?" I asked him and he just shook his head. "Nothing more?" I asked, and he nodded his head and I walked past him. I have more important things to do than deal with him. I ran to the elevator and rushed to get out of there to ask my wife

"Where is she?" I asked, placing my phone between my shoulder and ear and getting inside the car.

"She is in the hospital" I heard him say and I disconnected the call wasting no time and rushed to the hospital, her being alone with her messed up family is not something I want, and the thoughts of her parents again raising hands on her made my blood boil. I raced my car, I don't give a shit who comes to fine me again, be my guest.

In just ten minutes, I was in the parking lot of the same hospital, I rushed to the room but was abruptly interrupted by a woman. She hardly looked in her late twenties or maybe she just looked young for her age.

"Mr. Walter," She called me. I look back at her and wonder. Why is she so young? I asked myself as I walked closer to her. I had no idea who she was, but she knew my name, so she had to be someone who knew who I was.

"Yes," I answered, waiting for her to speak again, and she looked at me with doe eyes as if she were trying to do something.

"I am your sister's doctor." That was expected but where is her coat? I mean, the doctors wear the coats all the time, right?

"Oh, you don't like one!" I know I am good at bringing troubles my way, and she looks pissed, or maybe not; she smiled at my direction.

"I get that a lot," She said wearing the white coat she held in her hands, and the name on the coat sounded familiar: 'Suzy' Oh yeah, she is the one.

"What is it?" Yes, please get to the point. I don't have any time for you or anyone when my wife is out there; God knows who she is meeting with right now.

"It's about your sister," She said, taking a sharp breath. "Can we talk in my cabin?" She asked, and I nodded, looking at her, and followed her to the cabin.

"Make it quick," I said, looking around her cabin. I had a weird feeling, as if she was just stalling time.

"Your sister, she is getting better and she can be discharged," She said, looking at me. Is that it? Did she call me here to say that? Is she in her right mind? Well, I guess she is; I am the one with loose screws, and I followed her without thinking twice.

I quickly got up from the chair. Thank goodness I didn't drink the tea she offered me. God knows what she added in there; it won't be hard to drug me in the hospital, right?

"Okay, then I'll take my leave now." I said, walking out of the room but people were standing outside waiting. What are they doing here? I looked behind me, and I couldn't believe this woman, 'You got to be kidding me'

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked her frustrated, turning back and walking closer to her.

"I am just changing my clothes." Does she really think I am naive or is she being naive?

"I have nothing to do with you," I state, walking out of the room and searching for my wife. Where on earth did she disappear? I rushed to the same room but there was no one and I walked around searching for her, but she was nowhere.

"Where the fuck are you, Peral?" I murmured, and a hand pulled me back. I looked back, frustrated, expecting the same doctor but it was Peral. She looked devastated, so I pulled her closer to me.

"Baby, what happened?" I looked at her worried and her eyes spilled tears waiting in her eyes. I pulled her closer to me, wrapping my arms around her back, making her feel safe, hoping that would make her feel loved.

"I want to leave," She finally said, more like requesting that I take her with me, and I didn't spare another second and grabbed her arms and held her in my arms and she swiftly buried her face near my neck. Everyone around looked at us, questioning but I didn't give a single fuck and walked towards the elevator, and the doors opened and the same doctor stood in front of me.

"Wife, are you okay?" I asked Peral, staring at the woman and she scoffed, looking at me. She really thought she had a chance with me. Ignorant.