Chapter 51 Pushing Herself Despite the Exhaustion
He was waiting for her to cave in and beg him for mercy. Once completely drained, she would share everything she had been hiding from him.
But Cherise didn’t crack.
“It’s ready,” she said, dipping her hands into the bathtub to test the water temperature. She turned to him with a smile. “You can get in now.”
Damien’s frustration was mounting as he stepped into the bathtub.
Cherise lowered her head and began to scrub his b*dy with a towel. She used a lighter. touch than before but still made no effort to plead.
The man narrowed his eyes as he watched her. The color drained from her face, but she stood her ground. “Again.”
Cherise was well aware that he was doing this to her intentionally.
“Did I do something wrong?”
Damien huffed at her. He then pointed at the bathtub and ordered, “Change the water.”
Cherise clenched her jaw. She felt like she had been drained of every ounce of energy but didn’t give up. She filled the tub with clean water, tested the temperature, and helped him. into the bathtub.
“Again.”
“Again.”
“It’s not enough.”
Finally, after endlessly going through the same process, she collapsed unconscious into the tub, exhausted.
Her white pajamas floated on the water, revealing her curvy, toned figure. Her dark, silky hair floated on the surface of the water.
Damien narrowed his eyes and pulled her from the water before carrying her to the bed.
“Get Dr. Caldwell here,” he barked into the phone.
After the call ended, he sat by the bed, gently wiping the water droplets off her face with a
towel.
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She would rather faint from exhaustion than open up to him about what she had been through recently.
Her vow to spend the rest of her life with him was an empty promise. She had never once considered him her husband.
He wasn’t even her friend. To her, he was her employer or someone she was grateful to
He was baffled by the thought. He treated her as his wife, but she never once genuinely thought of him as her husband.
Suddenly, he recalled the night they were at Lenoir Residence. He could clearly. remember her big, doe-eyes staring at him.
“You are my spouse from now on. I will always be by your side.”
Her voice from that night still rang in his ears.
He brushed his fingers against her soft l*ps and said softly, “I’ve never thought of you as a
burden.”
“Have you ever thought of me as a burden?”
In a daze, her l*ps pouted, and her hands gathered together.
Damien watched her for a long moment before realizing that she was mimicking the gesture of washing clothes.
As he thought about how she had come to him, the man’s dark and inscrutable expression flashed with a hint of slyness.
Half an hour later, Dr. Caldwell entered the bedroom under the escort of the butler.
Dr. Caldwell chuckled as soon as he saw the man sitting beside Cherise. He sat beside Damien and asked, “Is she your wife?”
Damien nodded.
The doctor smiled as he checked her pulse. “She looks too innocent. That must be why your uncle didn’t do anything to her.”
Damien stared out the window at the night sky. A smirk slowly appeared at the corner of his l*ps. “The reason they didn’t dare to touch her had nothing to do with her looks.”
“Of course, I know that,” Jacob said. “I just wanted to express that this young lady looks adorable. I can’t believe you’ve lived this long with your low EQ.”
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Damien smiled and quipped, “I think my EQ is not bad.”
“Sure,” Jacob replied. “That must be why you only had one friend all these years.”
He placed his stethoscope down and looked at Damien with a serious expression. “She’s doing okay. She must have been pushing herself despite the exhaustion.”
The corner of his l*ps curled into a mischievous smile. “It’s only been a few days since. your wedding. How did you exhaust her energy this quickly?”
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