"Bang!" The front door slammed shut as Paloma scurried after her husband, leaving Karen and Jeffrey alone.
It wasn't until Paloma and Huxley were safely in their car and out of sight that Karen allowed herself to breathe a sigh of relief.
Without a second thought, she yanked her hand away from Jeffrey and made a beeline for the exit.
"Hey! Where the heck do you think you're going?" Jeffrey called after her, bewildered.
"Home!" She shot back without looking.
Jeffrey was confused. Their parents had left; why was she still so eager to leave? Seeing that he couldn't stop her, and realizing he was still naked, Jeffrey could only stand in the doorway and block her path, "My mom and dad aren't coming back." "I've changed my mind. Forget all that 'three times" nonsense; I'm leaving now!" Karen had a sudden premonition that her entanglement with Jeffrey was getting too deep. She had to get out now without any hesitation.
"What's gotten into you? At least wait until I throw on some clothes. I'll drive you home, okay?" "No need, I can hail a cab myself." Karen didn't even want to spare Jeffrey another glance.
"Then you can't leave!" Silence fell between them.
In a fit of desperation, Karen stomped hard on his foot! Jeffrey, caught off guard, sucked in a breath of pain, "Have you lost your mind?" Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, Karen shoved him aside and sprinted out the door.
Jeffrey's instinct was to chase after her, but as he took a step forward, he remembered he was only wrapped in a towel; he hastily drew back, cursing under his breath.
"Damn, this is ridiculous!" He knew he'd have to wait for Karen at her parents’ place now.
When Dorothy returned to the hospital room, night had already fallen.
But Everett hadn't turned on the lights.
As she opened the door, before she could utter a word, she felt herself being pulled into a warm embrace.
"Mmph..." Before Dorothy could speak, Everett's kisses rained down on her in a relentless manner.
For every minute she'd been gone, he intended to make her pay.
His kisses were forceful, his hands firmly pinning her head from side to side, making her tilt back to accept his demanding lips with no chance of escape.
"Mmm..." When Dorothy was just about to suffocate, Everett finally let up. He was breathing heavily as he released her lips.
But just because he let go of her lips didn't mean he was done with her in bed.
"Everett, your wound! Ugh!" He surged forward, went on a rampage and entered her body, nearly making Dorothy bite her tongue.
"Why are you avoiding me?" Everett's voice was hoarse and gravelly. She could also tell that he was struggling to contain his displeasure.
"I'm not... Ow, stop, don't go any further..." Every word Dorothy spoke that wasn't to Everett's liking, he would deliberately move in a way that made her uncomfortable.
She wanted to struggle, but she was already caught in his whirlpool. How could she possibly escape? Especially that she couldn't even resist too forcefully since he was injured, just for fear of hurting him.
"Why are you avoiding me?" he asked the same question again.
"I'm not! I just had to step out for a bit!" "Fine, then promise me you'll register our marriage with me once we're back in the country.” Even in the darkness, Everett's eyes seemed to catch her evasive glance with precision.
"I told you that we'll talk about that once we're back home! Ah—" Dorothy's grip tightened on Everett's solid arms, her nails digging in deep.
He was far from gentle now; he was showing no mercy. It was as if he was deliberately tormenting her.
"I want you to promise me now." Everett seemed to be persisted, forcing her to confront the issue head-on.
Sweat began to bead on Dorothy's brow, mainly from the discomfort of the pain.
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