Filed to story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
Deacon said reluctantly.
Oriana felt that the older Deacon became, the more he became like a child, needing to be comforted. She moved like a kitten, soft and adorable in the blanket, kissing all the way down…
“Mr. Armstead, I don’t know how to kiss. I don’t know if I kissed right…”
“Huh.”
Deacon let out a seductive snort.
A cosplay game
Oriana was busy day after day, but she greatly reduced her dinner parties, especially the opportunity to interact with those young men. She avoided them as much as possible.
The domineering chairman of the family was jealous, which was truly… the sweetest burden.
Deacon’s health has improved. When he went to check, the darkness in his heart had disappeared and he automatically recovered.
One day, olive was studying the latest medical reports in her room when Deacon opened the door and walked in.
She quickly covered her small face with a book, a look of panic on her face. She exclaimed, “Ah, who are you? Why did you break into my room?”
Deacon looked at her dejectedly.
“Don’t come here!”
Oriana stood up and ran to the corner of the room, curled up and squatted down. She wore a wide necked white sweater, her small bare shoulders were lazy, and her long black hair was as smooth and soft as ever. She looked at him warily with her clear bright eyes, “Don’t covet my beauty. I… I already have a husband!”
Deacon stood at the door for a moment, hands in his pockets, then turned and left.
Oriana looked at his sturdy back and pouted her red lips. Mr. Armstead really broke the atmosphere.
She wanted to call him to stop.
But the next second, what did she see?
Deacon turned around and went in, then closed the door, raised his long fingers, started unbuttoning his shirt, and approached her.
Oriana’s curled eyelashes trembled and she was stunned, “You… you, you, you… what do you want to do?”
He walked over, squatted on his knees, and reached out to cover her face. He said, “Very good. Young woman, you have successfully caught my attention!”
“Hurry up. My wife will be back soon!”
Mr. Armstead is a big bad wolf!
Their life was full of honey, as Deacon once said that every day with her was like being in love.
The second birthmark was thrilling
For the past two days, Oriana has felt less hungry and tired. As a doctor, she felt her heart heating very strongly.
She checked her own pulse. She wondered if it was because she’d been so tired lately, her pulse was a bit strange.
To be on the safe side, she still plans to go to the hospital tomorrow for a pregnancy blood test.
At night, Oriana had a nightmare,
She gave birth to Nathan, Roman, and Hailey on her own in Visionary. At that time, Mr. Armstead wasn’t by her side, and she was in pain and scared but she had to be strong.
Oriana opened her eyes, found her face wet, and cried.
It was late, she was still lying in Deacon’s arms, his strong arm under her head. He was hugging her tightly.
At this moment, Oriana let go of the weakness in her heart, entered his warm arms, and buried her tear- stained face in his arms.
His body heat and scent made her feel safe.
Deacon quickly regained consciousness: “Oriana, what’s wrong?”
He raised his big hand to touch her small face and felt tears on his hand.
Deacon panicked, quickly turned on the table lamp, put his big hand through her black hair, lifted her small tear-filled face, and urgently asked: “What’s wrong, did you have a nightmare? Don’t be afraid. Tell me.”
Oriana grabbed his pajamas, her mind suffocating. She said, “Mr. Armstead, I seem to be pregnant and have nightmares… I don’t want to have another child. One birth is enough…
Regarding the issue of having a second birth, she has yet to talk to him. Deacon is a good father, hist financial ability allows him to do so, and they are still young so having more kids is okay.
However, she didn’t want to have children anymore.
“So that’s it…”
Deacon curled his thin lips, “Okay, Oriana. We won’t have any more babies.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Early the next morning. Deacon and Oriana took a pregnancy test, the test results showed that she wasn’t pregnant.
Oriana happily walked out but couldn’t find Deacon.
She looked around and saw Deacon coming out of the operating room.
“Mr. Armstead, why did you go into the operating room?”
At this moment, the doctor walked out and said, “Prof. Hendrix, Mr. Armstead just had a ligation operation.”
Ligation operation?
Once a man is sterilized, he will no longer be able to have children.
Oriana looked at Deacon in surprise.
He put his arm around her shiny shoulder, holding her all the way home. He whispered: “Oriana, we won’t have any more children, and you are my treasure.”
Finally, love sang.
A very bad thing happened the night before the wedding, an infectious disease suddenly appeared in District Fort, infecting many people in just one night.
Oriana received the news immediately and quickly rushed to District l’ort.
The entire electronics area began to be closed and quarantined. Between Oriana and Deacon, all contact was cut off.
It is now the middle of winter. Heavy snowfall clogged roads, various difficulties led to severe shortages of medical supplies, and alarm lines kept ringing.
Soon this difficulty was resolved, and a large amount of medical supplies were transported by air, on which a large inscription “Armstead”
was engraved.
Oriana looked at the word “Armstead”
and stroked it over and over with her soft fingers. Her heart softened.
“Professor Hendrix, it’s time to go.”
“Okay.”
Oriana withdrew her gaze, turned and strode forward
Before long, Oriana collapsed from exhaustion. Due to her daily high-pressure work and direct contact with infected patients, she had a mild fever so she was very likely to be infected.
Oriana rejected everyone and began isolating herself.
She was lying on the hospital bed, asleep when she felt the door being pushed open and someone entered.
Oriana opened her eyes and saw a tall and noble figure.
Deacon came.
He wore a white isolation suit, his eyebrows lowered, and looked at her tenderly.
Oriana’s pupils shrank. Why is he here?
This is the ward!
Once in, he would likely get infected!
Oriana opened her mouth to speak, wanted to scold him loudly, wanted him to leave immediately.
But the next second, Deacon reached out to remove the oxygen mask from her face, then leaned over and gently kissed her red lips,
“Shh, don’t talk. You’re not Professor Hendrix, you’re my Oriana. I just let them borrow you for a while, now I want you back.”
Fortunately, Oriana wasn’t infected but collapsed from exhaustion.
Resting for a while, Oriana continued working. Deacon was outside delivering supplies.
When it was all over, it was the spring of the new year, the door slammed open, Oriana took off her protective mask and walked out.
At this time, the sky was blue, the sun was shining, there were people outside, full of joy in surviving the disaster.
In the crowd, Oriana glanced at that familiar figure.