Filed To Story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
Deacon seemed to calmed by Mrs. Samantha’s presence. But he was still furious and awaited an explanation from her.
Mrs. Samantha looked at the little maid and ordered,
“Go downstairs.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The frightened little maid replied and scurried away from the room.
Once the bedroom door was closed, Mrs. Samantha noticed Deacon’s gloomy face, and she aggrievedly explained.
“Deacon, grandma didn’t know what else to do. Although you’ve been discharged from the hospital, you still didn’t say anything about your body. I thought it was only right that I found someone for you try out with. That little maid looks a little like Oriana, so you wouldn’t really have difficulties in touching her. Grandma knows that you still have Oriana in your heart.”
In a bid to back up her claims, Mrs. Samantha’s gaze fell on the bed, where the nightdress laid.
Deacon gritted his teeth as he felt a little embarrassed.
Mrs. Samantha let out a breathe and patted her chest with her right hand. She was glad that she had escaped Deacon’s wrath, but she blinked and asked in a low voice,
“Deacon, you really need to tell me if you can still perform.”
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The old lady’s question was way too straightforward. Deacon avoided her question, and pretended not to understand her.
“What are you talking about, grandma? I don’t understand.”
“Oh, my Deacon, you’re still pretending to be innocent before grandma. Don’t pretend like you don’t. understand me. Quickly tell grandma the truth, can you still be hardened? Like, you know, get hard?” The old lady changed her mind and asked directly.
Deacon frowned. He was a little gloomy and unwilling to answer her question.
“Deacon, you can’t perform again, right?” The old lady muttered sadly and was about to cry.
She pulled Deacon’s hand and cried on it.
“What will I do in the days to come? Won’t I live to see my great-grandson?TM
Deacon knew that his grandma was really saddened by his condition, but his health was indeed not in great state. But it was possible that his reaction to the girl’s presence was because he had not recovered yet, or that the little maid was just not Oriana.
There were millions of girls in the world. Even if they looked like Oriana, they just couldn’t be her.
Deacon had stayed in the hospital for a few days. After leaving the hospital, he worked on some documents in the company. He really didn’t have much energy in his body.
“Grandma, no need to be sad, okay? You can go out now, I wanna have a shower.”
“Why are you having a shower? Professor Smith is already here. He’s awaiting you, Deacon.” Mrs. Samantha interupted him.
Deacon immediately refused,
“Grandma, I have to work on some documents later.”
Mrs. Samantha wasn’t having it, so she quickly reminded him,
“Deacon, didn’t you promise in the hospital to actively cooperate with your treatment?”
“Grandma, I’m not refusing to cooperate with the treatment, I just want it to be on another day.” Deacon’s tone was domineering
Madam Samantha laughed angrily.
“Deacon, are you kidding me? Fine, I’ll go out and place a call to Oriana now.”
Mrs. Samantha turned around and made for the door.
“Grandma?” Deacon quickly pulled the old lady back.
“Why would you call her? Didn’t you promise not to call or go in search of her?”
Mrs. Samantha snorted.
“Didn’t you also make a promise? Well, since you don’t want to keep to your own promise, I’ll just call Oriana and she’ll find a way to treat you. That way, you won’t need professor Smith anymore.”
Deacon let out a sigh. He must not inform Oriana about his body. If she knew that he couldn’t perform anymore, how would she look at him?
Deacon was very macho, and he had his pride and restraint.
“Grandma, don’t call her. I’ll go get the treatment now.” Deacon turned around and walked out of the room.
The old lady looked at her grandson and sighed heavily
It would have been great if Oriana was around.
Deacon arrived at the treatment room next door. Professor Smith let out a gentle smile.
“Mr. Armstead, I have a general understanding of your situation. Now, please lie down. I’ll examine you first.”
Deacon walked up to the bed and laid down.
Professor Smith walked over and asked for his opinion.
“Mr. Armstead, should I take off your pants for you, or will you take them off yoursel
Deacon’s face was blank and devoid of emotion. A moment ago, the little maid wanted taking off his pants, and now, he was being watched by a male professor. He felt terrible.
“Mr. Armstead, let me help you.” Professor Smith reached out to unbuckle his belt.
In the next second. Deacon sat up and pursed his lips. He quickly got up from the bed and left the room.
Professor smith was stunned.
“Mr. Armstead, where are you going? We haven’t commenced the treatment yet.”
Deacon’s tall and handsome figure had already disappeared from his sight.
Deacon carried his car keys and got into his Rolls-Royce phantom. He turned on the ignition and drove all the way down to North’s apartment.
When he arrived at North’s house, he slid down the passenger’s window slowly. On the window of North’s apartment was a curtain, but a yellow light inside shone through it.
Whilst at the Red Villa, even if Oriana was the first to fall asleep, she would endeavor to leave a lamp. for Deacon.
Now that she was gone, no one left a lamp for him anymore.
Deacon leaned his stiff back lazily into the seat as he continued staring at the window. The gloom and anger in his heart eased a little.
Deacon’s phone in his pocket vibrated. He was jilted back to reality. He reached out and took out the phone from his pocket. It was secretary Andrew calling.
Deacon swiped the answer arrow, and Andrew reported from the other end,
“CEO, I just got informed that ma’am Oriana is already tidying things up here. She handed her resignation letter to the Privy council and h ooked a flight to Imperial city. She’ll be leaving Los Angeles for Canada in two days.”
Deacon grabbed his phone tightly, as he listened to Andrew. He knew that she would leave, but he did not expect her to leave so soon.
Deacon ended the call and threw the phone into the passenger seat.
He opened the car’s armrest and took out the bottle of his sleeping pills and poured out four pills and swallowed them. Deacon had found a shortcut to treat his insomnia disorder and ment al illness, and that was taking sleeping pills.
As long as he fell asleep, he could restrain himself from disturbing her and stay far away from her.
In the apartment upstairs, Oriana had already taken a shower. She sat before the reading lamp and read through the medical book left by her mother.
The room was quite and silent. The more Oriana read, the more frightened she became.
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