Chapitre 232: Stupid Doubts

"I figured it would feel like memory foam, you know?" Jerlina looked at Jeremy. 

Jeremy gulped. 

Memory foam? Why a memory foam? Why not like a water balloon or something? Why particularly a memory foam?

She is trying something nefarious. But what?

And more importantly, why is she wondering about that?

"Why are you sweating?" her eyes went wide and she wiped his face with the washcloth. "Are you hurting somewhere?"

"No... Yes, I am... my stomach... it hurts a bit. I'll lie down a minute or two..." Jeremy decided to get out of this bind first. 

Please don't ask me weird questions wifey... I love only you.

Jerlina sat by his side, gently rubbing his back. 

"Do you think I should get a surgery, Joel?" she asked and he turned at her.

"Surgery? For what?" he was shocked.