Chapter 98 Bianca and Luke’s Awkward Encounter In The Bathroom

Blanche only said that he “stole a peek and saw him vomiting blood" before hanging up very quickly.

Bianca was burning with anxiety, hence she dialed the number again in the cab.

"What should I do?" Just as Blanche was about to return the phone to Uncle Louis, he panicked

when the phone started ringing again

Uncle Louis had saved the number under the name “Sister-in-law Bianca.’

Blanche knew that this was Aunt Bea.

"Pick it up.” Old Master Crawford urged his little great-grandson.

"Oh, okay!" Blanche looked like he was caught by the teacher for doing bad things as he stood up

and picked up the call. "Hello, Aunt Bea... Are... Are you here yet?"

"I'm on my way. Tell me, Lanie, how's my grandpa doing now? Does he need to go to the hospital?

Why don’t you put an adult on the phone?" Bianca was thinking about whether to call an

ambulance.

Vomiting blood was no trivial matter.

Blanche put the phone on loudspeaker. Under the guidance of the two old men, he said, "We've

called the family doctor. My great-grandpa did. He's still... Still in the room checking... Hurry up and

come over, Aunt Bea!"

After saying those words, Blanche punched the button to end the call again.

"Good job. You've done a sterling job!" The two unscrupulous grandfathers stroked the little great-

grandson's head and praised him.

The little kid's heart was pounding violently. He was blaming himself very much. Under the threat

and instigation of the two grandfathers, he could not believe that he had deceived the most

kindhearted Aunt Bea...

This was Jean's first time, and he only lasted less than ten minutes.

His gun had surrendered.

"You're done already?” The lolita wife stroked his body with her fingers in a coquettish manner,

looking like she still wanted more.

This person in front of his eyes was someone else's wife. Besides, she was extremely open and knew

how to do everything, which explained why he could not bear it.

"Shall we do it again?" Jean did not want to let go of this rare opportunity even though he still had

the chance to have fun again next time if he wanted to.

His work in the day, coupled with Marie's forceful demands, exerted too much pressure on him. He

just wanted to use his free time to enjoy himself and have fun... To restore his dignity as a man.

Whilst holding someone else's wife in his arms, he began round two.

"Ah... Ah... Ah... Slow down..." The woman's back was pressed against the wall, her skin rubbing

against the rough concrete wall. It sent waves of pain to her body. "Oh... My hubby..."

Jean was overwhelmed by a feeling of “thievery’.

This feeling had supplied his body and soul with a steady stream of happiness!

"Am I better or is your hubby better? Tell me..." Jean stopped abruptly and questioned the woman

aggressively.

"You are... Of course, it's you..." The woman implored him as she wept. "Sob, sob... Give it to me...

Hurry up and give it to me..."

Jean felt a great boost to his self-esteem. "Sure, take all of it!"

After the second time, Jean went to the bathroom and found a hose to rinse himself with.

The woman got dressed, picked up Jean's phone that was lying on the floor, and started toying with

it.

"What's the passcode? C'mon, tell me..." the lolita wife said coquettishly.

Jean remained silent, thinking that he should not reveal too much information about himself to the

other party in this relationship. All issues related to his private life should be kept a secret...

The woman went to the bathroom with his mobile phone.

Jean was like a teenage boy who had just begun to understand love. All of a sudden, he yanked her

back, wanting another round and another.

After a quick relief, he felt the soreness on his waist. This time, he told the woman his mobile

phone's passcode.

It was shameless enough for him to be in a relationship like that where they were just out to have

fun anyway. Now that they had gained physical satisfaction, they would not intrude into each

other's private life..

After a quick scroll through his images and WeChat chat log, the lolita wife said with a smile, “Wow,

your wife's pregnant?”

"Girlfriend." Jean massaged his body and corrected her.

"How long has she been pregnant?”

"Only less than two months.”

"I know someone who's very interested in this sort of thing. Do you want to introduce her to

someone else?" The lolita wife raised her head, blinked, and said, "You'll get the money. The

introduction fee is very substantial...”

Jean replied, "Is that even possible?”

"Yes, this isn't something you can buy easily with money." The lolita wife persuaded him. "I can see

that you're just out here to have fun. You definitely don't mind doing this, right? You don't love her

anyway. Otherwise, why would you want me? I'll let you think about it. If you agree, then I'll be your

mediator."

Jean did not love Marie, and he was 100 percent sure of that.

After having fun for the first time, his state of mind changed. A man should enjoy the pleasures of

life while he was alive.

He was sure that Marie would not be willing to do it, though.

"This isn't something that she'll be interested in."

"There are plenty of ways to make her do this voluntarily... As long as you're willing, then you can

leave the rest to me..." The lolita wife promised him with a solemn look on her face.

Jean fell silent.

"I'll take it as a yes then.” The young woman kissed his cheeks and sent a few pictures of Marie to

her mobile phone.

It would make it easier for her to introduce Marie to other men.

Bianca arrived at Crawford Manor.

The nanny led her upstairs.

Blanche stood at the bedroom door and held his tongue like a well-behaved boy. He lowered his

head, looking as if he had done something wrong...

"Grandpa, why are you vomiting blood all of a sudden?” As soon as Bianca entered the room, she

threw herself down at the side of the bed to look at her grandpa.

Old Man Rayne was lying on the bed and panting weakly. As his body was covered with a blanket, a

thin layer of sweat started seeping from his forehead, making the old man look even more unwell.

Old Master Crawford stood on one side and sighed. "Thank God his condition has stabilized. The

doctor has prescribed him medicine to keep things under control. Your grandpa worries too much,

and that causes high blood pressure.”

Bianca nodded and thanked Old Master Crawford.

Grandpa was not exactly in poor health, yet he was not exactly in good health either. After all, every

organ in his body was slowly deteriorating now that he had reached this age.

"I'll take you to the hospital, Grandpa.” Bianca tried to use this opportunity to take her grandfather

away.

Old Master Crawford, however, was no amateur at all. He said immediately, "No. The doctor said

that your grandpa can't stand getting tossed and jolted around in his current condition. He isn't

even allowed to get out of bed and walk, let alone sit in a car to drive through the city to go home!"

Bianca lowered her head, feeling so dispirited that she did not know what to do.

She could not keep asking the Crawford family to look after her grandfather. She and Luke had

officially broken up. If she did not take her grandpa away from Luke's place, then that would be

extremely shameless of her, no?

"Go get your grandpa a wet towel to wipe off his sweat,” Old Master Crawford ordered.

This was Luke's room.

Initially, Old Man Rayne wanted to “fake an illness’ in another room, but Old Master Crawford

disagreed. In order to reconcile his grandson with his granddaughter-in-law, he needed to fall ill in

his grandson's room.

Luke had gone into the bathroom and had yet to come out.

The toilet was large enough and was divided into wet and dry areas. As soon as the door was

closed, the toilet was practically soundproof.

Bianca did not know that Luke was at home.

When looking for a wet towel, she pushed open the bathroom door without any hesitation.

The moment she entered the bathroom, however, Bianca was completely stupefied.

Luke seemed to have just finished taking a shower and was currently opening the door and walking

out of the bathroom from the wet area. There was nothing on his body... Not even a towel..

She could see all his manhood at one glance!