The Fugitive Bride of a Billionaire

【Chapter 5】 Do What Couples Should Do

Sofia returned to the manor quite late, bathed, and read a bit. She felt dizzy and weary, put down the book, and fell into a heavy sleep. She had a dream.

In her dreams, she encountered various unfamiliar yet somehow familiar people and objects, wanting to scrutinize them closely, yet they appeared hazy and blurred like flowers in mist.

Suddenly, Sofia felt as if she couldn't breathe, forcing her to wake up from her dream and find that a person—William—was heavily pressing on her.

"What do you want to do?" Sofia, fearing, wanted to back away.

"Isn't that what a couple should do? My dear wife. " In the darkness, William gave her a sinister smile, untied the belt of her nightdress, hovered his hand over her bra for a moment, and then delved in, grasping a whole, warm breast.

As soon as it landed on his palm, Sofia's half-body on the body was numbed, and she forcibly bit her lips to suppress that delicate groan.

"Dear, don't bite it." Saying this, William directly kissed Sofia's soft lips. Sofia blushed, and her soft breasts, squeezed by him, felt both itchy and painful. Waves of heat surged through her body, and she felt like she was going to lose her mind.

William traced his way down her breasts, his right hand slowly gliding to the bottom of her bra. Suddenly, he exerted force, pushing the bottom of the bra up, causing the round breasts to spring out. William couldn't wait to hold the already erect n*****s, lick, and nibble; the intense pleasure felt like an electric current reaching Sofia's most intimate area between her legs. Her round breasts were held in William's palm, being vigorously kneaded and squeezed. She suddenly arched her neck, tightly biting her lips to suppress a moan, "Hmm... Hmm..."

William suckled the n****e until it was very wet, and Sofia's intimate area was equally damp. She can't help but tightly squeeze her legs; as if they could resist the increasingly intense pleasure.

William lifted her leg and vigorously entered her body. He had a few rounds of rapid thrusting, and Sofia couldn't take it anymore. She tried to push him away with both hands, but William, as if playing a game with her, changed different s****l positions to torment her.

"Ahh... I can't take it. It's so sour. I can't bear it! " The moaning turned into a short, piercing scream, and Sofia felt as though her soul was about to leave her body.

Watching her struggle and stubbornly resist beneath her own body, yet inevitably submitting with a seductive demeanor, William was utterly hooked!

Sofia later ceased resisting as she realized cooperation was more practical than defiance. She pleased William, who allowed her to sleep peacefully through the late night; if she annoyed him, she would be tormented all night, which was not worth the risk.

Sofia woke up to find it was already the following afternoon. She felt weak and sore all over, her throat hoarse to the point where she couldn't speak. As she slowly got up, she cursed William in her heart, calling him a beast; he was too much!

But more outrageous is that, ever since that night, William has become addicted, insisting on having s*x with her every night. Sofia doesn't understand; he doesn't love her, yet he craves her body so intensely.

William is highly skilled and experienced in bed, causing Sofia to be embarrassed yet unharmed every time. Sometimes, Sofia gets angry but can't do anything about it; she is no match for him and isn't as shameless as he is.

Just when Sofia thought that life was like this, without any waves or chatter, surprises or joys, on that day, God gave her a big surprise, but it was a surprise without joy!

Sofia looked at the test report in her hand, her face pale, and the buzzing in her ears never stopped. The temperature was just right, but it felt like she was in a world of ice and snow and the only person left.

Is it not anemia caused by too much physical exhaustion? Are irregular menstrual periods not caused by an imbalance of Qi and blood? How could she possibly be pregnant?

The doctor saw her looking bewildered and silent the whole time. She was about to ask her when Sofia suddenly looked up, her determined expression shocking everyone.

"Doctor, I don't want this child!" She was calm, almost cruelly so. Even doctors who were accustomed to such scenes were momentarily taken aback.

Sofia tightly held the test report in one hand, her other hand clenched into a fist, and she said word by word, "I don't want this child; please arrange the surgery for me as soon as possible!"

"Sofia, I see from your information that you are married. Have you discussed the matter with your child's father? After all, it is the fruit of two people's love, and it's better to discuss it with your husband before deciding. "

The doctor gently advised her, and her eyes filled with encouraging light. Nowadays, young people tend to quarrel too quickly, and when they do, they act impulsively.

The doctor thought she must have quarreled with her husband, speaking impulsively about not wanting children. If she goes through with the operation, she will surely regret it!

Sofia's tightly wound string in her heart began to relax, little by little, under the gentle gaze of the doctor, and the hand clenched into a fist slowly unclenched.

She hesitated as she took her phone out of her bag. Was she about to consult with William? What would be his reaction after knowing? Would he want this child?

Sofia was dazed and didn't know which button her fingers had pressed, yet she somehow dialed a call. The voice at the other end was deep and magnetic: "Dear, what's the matter?"

Sofia tried to make herself speak but had already tried so hard that she still couldn't say a word. Then, she hung up the phone silently, getting up and leaving in a hurry with the doctor's surprised gaze.