"Fortunately, the amount of bleeding is not large and it's not very serious. First, we can treat you with drugs. If it ends up becoming severe, surgery will be required."
The dean put down the report in his hand and looked at James, who was leaning on the hospital bed frame. He breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that there was no more blood around James' mouth.
Fortunately, the bleeding was stopped in time and there was no infection. Otherwise, if something were to happen to James in his hospital, the Evans family might come for his head.
Amelia, who was sitting beside the hospital bed, heard what the dean said. Her tense body finally relaxed.
"Is there anything he should pay attention to during his stay here?" she asked.
"He should be careful with his diet and make sure he gets enough rest. He needs to refrain from strenuous exercise," the dean replied.
After making a mental note, Amelia questioned the doctor who was bandaging James' arm.
"How is his hand?"
"It's just a scrape and some bleeding. His bones weren't hurt. It's nothing serious."
Amelia let out another sigh of relief. She looked at James, who had been staring at her with his bright, black eyes.
After the two looked at each other silently for a while, James squeezed her palm.
"Don't worry, Amelia. After I pushed you away, I quickly dodged it."
Although he got hit, he was lucky to avoid any fatal injuries.
Amelia stared into those beautiful eyes. She was quiet for a while and then nodded at him slightly.
After James took the medicine, he was a little tired. After a while, his thick eyelashes slowly began to droop.
Seeing that he was asleep, Amelia got up and wanted to prepare some things for his stay in the hospital. However, he held on to her hand tightly.
She tried to push his hand away, but his thick eyebrows instantly furrowed.
It seemed that she was afraid that she would leave. Even after he had fallen asleep because of the medicine, he refused to let go.
Seeing James like that, Amelia's heart, which she had locked up, suddenly began to open up gradually.
She couldn't help it. She raised her hand and touched his face, which was so delicate that it seemed to have been carved by God.
"James..." Amelia murmured.
She sighed softly.
It turned out that she still couldn't let
go of him.
She sat in front of the hospital bed, watching him quietly and thinking about the past.
She could sense the love she had for him deep down.
Time ticked by until sunrise. The man on the hospital bed slowly opened his deep eyes.
When he saw Amelia sleeping peacefully on the edge of the hospital bed, his heart felt warm. There was a tinge of amusement in his gaze.
He was afraid that she wouldn't get a good night's sleep. Thus, he forced himself up and carried her into the hospital bed. He put his arms around her waist and hugged her to sleep.
Amelia, who was nestled in his arms, woke up from the movement. She raised her eyes to look at his face. It was sickly, but it didn't affect his handsome looks at all.
She opened her lips to say something, but James pressed her head against his chest and muttered, "Sleep with me for a while, Amelia."
His voice was dry and hoarse, but richer than usual. The magnetic force in it made Amelia obedient. She relaxed her whole body and leaned into hist embrace.
When he got close, Amelia saw a gunshot wound below his open collar. It was near his heart.
The gunshot wound had already healed, leaving a scar behind, but it could still be seen that the bullet had passed right through him.
She stretched out her hand and touched the scar. "This is..."
James glanced at the spot she was touching before pulling his clothes tighter.
Indifferently, he responded, "It's nothing."
Amelia remembered Ryan mentioning that James had gotten seriously injured in order to save her. Was that how he got the scar?
She slowly raised her head and looked at James. When she saw him closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, her heart ached again.
Her restless hand, which was placed next to him, suddenly reached out involuntarily to wrap her arms around his toned waist.
Her actions made James stiff.
His deep eyes gently fluttered open, and he seemed to be in a trance.
Was she taking the initiative to touch him because she was grateful to him for saving Ryan, or because she felt sorry for him?
James didn't dare to ask, because whenever Amelia had to choose between him and Ryan, she had never chosen James before.
James stayed in the hospital for two weeks, and Amelia stayed by his side the whole time. They ate and slept together, just like they had returned to the past.
However, he had rather severe perfectionist tendencies. Even if the doctor told him not to move around, he still refused to listen and kept cleaning himself.
Every time he came out of the bathroom, he was only wrapped in a towel, showing off his firm eight-pack abs as he walked around shamelessly in front of her.
Whenever she saw him like that, Amelia always felt like his perfectionist tendencies weren't the reason why he was showering so often. Instead, he was trying to seduce her.
Particularly, at night, he couldn't control himself. He would hug and kiss her wildly.
He felt incredibly frustrated, but he wanted to respect her wishes at the same time.
The day before he was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't help himself. He held Amelia in his arms and pushed her against the wall, gnawing on her lips, and asked over and over again.
"Amelia, I want you. Let me have you, okay?"
Amelia turned her head to the side, blushing. She tried to persuade him. "The doctor said not to exert your body."
James bit her neck and murmured, "I'll be gentle. I won't go too far, okay?"
Amelia raised her eyes and looked into his irrational gaze, which was filled with desire. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded her head lightly.
Since she couldn't let him go, then she would give him another chance, as well as herself. She would wait and see what happened in the future.
With her consent...
James began kissing her in a frenzy while freeing up his slender fingers. He locked the door with a click, and then closed the automatic blinds.
Under the dim light, he took the bath towel off her body. When he saw her seductive figure, his whole body began to heat up.
The high temperature nearly scorched him.
They hadn't been intimate for more than three years. At that time, he felt as if his skin was on fire wherever it touched her.
She grabbed the bedsheets and said to the tireless James, "I'm sting you again, James."
James, who was sated, didn't show any signs of fatigue. He bent down and kissed her cheek lightly, then hugged her.
After putting the weak Amelia into the bathtub, he turned on the warm water, and gently scrubbed her body.
Amelia was lying on the edge of the bathtub. She looked at herself reflected in the mirror. There were bruises all over her. especially on her neck, which was full of red marks. He seemed to want to prove something by marking her neck on purpose...
However, those marks would take at least two weeks to disappear.
The patient was supposed to be James, but he looked radiant and healthy. Whereas for her, on the other hand, had to be carried by him.
The doctors and bodyguards waiting outside instantly understood what was going on when they saw the woman who was tightly wrapped in his arms.
No wonder the CEO didn't open the door until near dusk. It turned out that he had just recovered, and couldn't wait to have
fun with his wife.
The group of nearly thirty people knew what was happening, but they pretended not to acknowledge it...
Amelia, who was snuggling in the man's arms, blushed instantly when she saw so many people were waiting outside. She quickly lowered her head and buried her face deep in James' chest...
James didn't care about these people at all. He carried Amelia and walked directly past the crowd, and headed to the exit of the hospital.
It wasn't until Amelia got into the car that the redness on her face subsided a bit.
Unfortunately, the dean still had to organize a farewell party with some doctors.
Seeing James open the car door out of the blue, she was so embarrassed that she grabbed his suit jacket and covered her face...
James saw this and found that Amelia was so cute. His stomach tightened again. He couldn't help it, he wanted her badly.
The dean was still chattering non-stop. James turned his back to him and raised his slender hand, gesturing for him to leave.
The dean understood right away, and left with the doctors.
James drove them all the way to an outskirt himself after dismissing the driver. After he parked the car with one hand, he turned his head to look at Amelia, who was still dazed in the back seat.
"Amelia, it seems like we haven't done it in the car yet..."
Upon hearing this, Amelia's eyes widened with anger.
"James, don't push it!"
She should not have opened her mouth. This man had no limits when it came to sex. How many times did they do it last night? And now, he wanted it again so soon? In the car?
James didn't say anything. He just unbuttoned his white shirt with one hand, revealing his slender neck.
His deep and bewitching eyes looked at her figure, intentionally rolling his Sexy Adam's apple up and down.
Amelia glanced at him subconsciously. Although he had a noble face, he had no restraint in this kind of thing.
Just as she was about to force herself to get out of the car, James quickly got out of the car and opened the door in front of her, sitting in the back seat. His tall and straight body pressed her down the car.
Overwhelming kisses rained down, accompanied by the refreshing fragrance of the man after his shower...
Amelia felt like she would never feel anything again, but under his constant teasing, she couldn't help but respond to him uncontrollably.
She clung to his shoulders in embarrassment. Her hands were inserted into his thick hair, looking down at the man who was kissing her.
He leaned close to her ear and repeatedly revealed his previously unspoken love.
"Amelia, do you know how much I love you? I want to be with you for the rest of my life, so..."
Can you divorce him?
James didn't manage to say the last sentence. That was Ryan, her first love.
How could she give up the person she loved most when she was young for this fleeting pleasure?
But what should he do? He was now falling deeper and deeper in love, almost to the point of death without her. He was very afraid that on the day Amelia left Washington, he was even more afraid that Amelia, who was under him at the moment, would go back and sleep with Ryan.
Thinking about how she and Ryan could also be like this, James' heart trembled with pain, and the strength of his fingers involuntarily increased.
Amelia moaned, looking up at James. When she saw the crazy possessiveness in his eyes, her heart trembled.
"You..."
Before she could speak, James covered her eyes with his hand, holding her waist and possessing her crazily.
"Amelia, you can only belong to me, James!"
Seeing James like this, Amelia felt that he was uneasy, but she didn't know why.
She could only reach out and hug him, leaning her head against his shoulder, and obediently replied, "Okay."
She belonged to him, ever since she accepted him into her body, she had already belonged to him...
James felt a little better when he received her gentle response, and his throbbing heart eased slightly.
He kissed her cheek, and after asking her, he reclined the car seat.
He hugged her waist, flipped her over. He pressed her down on the seat, under him.
They had already done it once just now when Amelia was sitting on his lap.
Seeing that he seemed to want to do it again, her clear, black eyes suddenly widened.
"James, your body has just recovered, please don't...'
James placed one hand on her head, and the other on her fair neck. He traced his slender fingers down from her neck, and stopped at the plump roundness.
He leaned down, lightly biting her earlobe, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Hmm? What do you mean?"
With that magnetic voice accompanied by the tantalizing kissing, Amelia fell for him once again.
She was well aware that he had stamina for this kind of activity, but she didn't expect that it had increased over the past three
years.
If they continued doing so, she was afraid that she would die from exhaustion.
However, he wasn't worried. Right now, she wished for his demise...
After leaving the hospital and arriving in the wilderness, the car was filled with a romantic aura with a faint fragrance emanating from the two of them intertwined...
He held her in his arms as she slept soundly, and gazed at her affectionately.
After a while, James curved his thin lips and a faint smile appeared, adding a touch of brightness to his usual cold demeanor.
He helped her clean up, and brought a thin blanket to cover her. He then pulled the seat belt and fastened it for her.
Gently releasing her, he picked up his suit and shirt from the carpet and put them on slowly and deliberately. After he was dressed, he lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before opening the car door. Then he walked to the driver's seat.
In the distance, several luxury cars were parked overnight. Noticing that the engine of the Lincoln car in front finally started, the people woke up in a daze. The driver of the first car raised his head and looked up at the sunny sky outside the window. Then he turned his head to look at the Lincoln car.
He couldn't help but give a thumbs up and thought to himself, "Sir, you have amazing stamina. You can just stay up all night to do it. If I was that strong, my wife wouldn't leave me and cheat on me!"
James parked the car at the entrance of the villa, unbuckled his seat belt, then picked up the delicate woman from the back seat and headed inside. The servants came forward to greet them, "Sir..."
James raised his chin, signaling them not to speak. The servants kept their silence and respectfully stepped back. James placed Amelia on the bed in the master bedroom and went to the bathroom. After taking a shower, he instructed the servants to prepare dinner in advance before returning to the bedroom and falling asleep while holding her.
He held her as if he was holding the whole world, and the anxiety in his heart gradually eased and soothed by her soft body. It was great, he had prayed for a thousand days and nights, and she finally returned to him...
Amelia slept until the sky turned dark. When she woke up, she felt as if she had been run over by a car, unable to move her body. She snuggled into the man's arms and saw his strong and robust chest with a set of perfectly sculpted abs moving up and down. She couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"James, what are you doing again..."
He stopped his movements seeing that she was awake. He raised his long fingers to stroke her hair and cheeks.
"Are you hungry?"
"No, I'm not!"
Amelia thought he wanted to do it again, so she quickly pushed him away, trying to get out of bed. But before she could move to the edge of the bed, the man pulled her back onto the soft mattress.
She fell onto the bed and looked up at him, begging with pleading eyes.
"I don't want to do it again, please let me go..."
After frowning for a few seconds, James' eyes slowly filled with a hint of a smile.
"What I meant was, do you want to eat something?"
Amelia was stunned for a moment before realizing that he meant food, not something else. Her small face suddenly turned red, but she tried to act like nothing had happened and nodded.
"Yes, I'm hungry..."
This time it was his turn to misunderstand. Perhaps he did it on purpose. But after holding Amelia in his arms and pressing his body against her, he whispered in her ear, "Let me feed you."
Amelia was speechless.
After another round of intimacy, the man took her into the bathroom and washed her clean before carrying her. He wrapped her in a bathrobe, then carried her to the dining room.
The long dining table was filled with all kinds of dishes. A butler was standing beside it, ready to serve the owners at any time.
James held Amelia and sat in the main seat, picking up a golden spoon and scooping a small spoonful of soup, which he then
placed in front of Amelia's lips.
"Drink some soup to nourish your body..."
Amelia saw several bowls of nourishing soup were placed on the table. Then she looked up at James, whose mouth was curled into a deep smile.
He had obviously done some research on the type of food that was nourishing for women after doing that kind of activity, then instructed his servants to prepare these specifically.
Amelia stared at him angrily. But she was afraid that her body couldn't handle it, so she opened her mouth and drank all the soup he handed her.
After feeding her several bowls of nourishing soup, James picked up his knife and fork. While hugging her waist, he cut into the protein-rich steak.
Amelia wanted to sit down and eat by herself, but he held her tightly and wouldn't let go.
She had no choice but to obediently sit on his lap and wait for him to feed her. His movements while cutting the steak were somewhat slow and deliberate, but he somehow looked incredibly noble and elegant.
The light from the sunset outside the French window shone on him, as if casting a layer of golden ray on him.
That faint halo emanating from him made his inherent temperament appear even cooler and more otherworldly.
Looking at him like this, Amelia suddenly understood why she had fallen in love with him without hesitation...
After James cut the steak, he once again fed it to her lips. His deep and loving eyes indicated that she should eat obediently.
Amelia withdrew her gaze from him and bit down on the steak, the perfect taste spreading from her lips and teeth.
Watching her quietly chewing her food, James indulgently rubbed her short hair.
When his slender fingers curled around her shoulder-length hair, he was stunned for a few seconds before murmuring, "I still prefer you with long hair."
Upon hearing this, Amelia reached up to touch her own hair that had grown to her neck, not saying anything but with a complicated expression shown on her face.
James saw that she didn't say anything, he couldn't help but kiss her cheek, "Amelia, can you grow your hair out for me in the future?"
Looking at his deeply affectionate gaze, she didn't refuse. Thus, she obediently nodded her head.
With her in his arms, he squeezed her with more force. During this time, it seemed that Amelia was slowly reverting back to her former self.
He thought that it wouldn't be long before the gentle and obedient Amelia would return to his side completely.