Chapter 779

Earlier, when the couple were busy making love, he had gone upstairs to find his friend who was a

doctor there, and had been busy talking to him for almost two hours before coming back again. He

thought that two hours should be enough for the couple.

When he had returned, they were done. But everything inside the ward had been a complete mess.

After taking a look at Carlos’ pale face and the blood on his clothes, he had burst into fits of laughter.

He had even mocked him by saying, “I told you not to get too excited.

See what happened now! What’s with all this blood on the sheet? And look at you! You look like a

pregnant woman after a difficult Labor!”

Carlos had coldly glared at him without saying a word. Shortly after,

Curtis had arrived.

Curtis looked around the ward in search of Debbie.

“Where’s your wife?” he asked Carlos. The doctor was applying some ointment on his wound at the

time.

Carlos Looked at the closed bathroom door. Debbie had been hiding in there ever since they had

finished making Love

Curtis followed his gaze and looked towards the bathroom. He smiled understandingly. Sitting opposite

Carlos, he asked with a grin, “Um…

I heard a rumor that had been going around Alorith all day. What the hell is that all about?”

With his eyes fixed on the bathroom door, Carlos replied calmly, “Ask her yourself.”

“She started the rumor, so she has to shoulder the responsibility for clearing the misunderstanding, ‘

Carlos thought with a frown

Curtis chuckled under his breath.

“You two are indeed a weirdly hilarious couple. And anyway, I have no doubts about your capability in

bed after seeing this upside-down ward.”

“You better believe it. Otherwise I would’ve just bled in vain!” Carlos said to Curtis. The news that

Carlos had sex with his wife in the ward, causing his wound to bleed again, soon spread to everyone

on the WIP floor of the inpatient department. Although he was aware of the shock he had brought to

everyone, Carlos didn’t mind at all, nor did he feel embarrassed about it.

As Carlos talked to Curtis, the doctor silently finished bandaging his wound. In a frightened voice, he

cautioned, “Carlos, the wound rupture is severe. You’ve lost a lot of blood again. Please do be careful.”

He nodded slightly to the doctor, and told Curtis, “Drive Debbie to the manor before you go home.”

Since his wound was worse now, it was impossible for him to be discharged from the hospital that day.

Even if he wanted to leave, the embarrassed woman hiding in the bathroom wouldn’t allow him to. He

might have to stay for another two days.

Damon had been laughing the whole time. He teased, “Why? Are you afraid that you might Lose

control of yourself again and die on top of your wife?”

Carlos swiftly grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Damon.

It hit him right in the face.

Damon yelled, “Hey asshole! Debbie, come out now! Get a leash on your husband.”

Debbie had been listening to their bantering as she stood in the bathroom with her hands covering her

red hot face. She didn’t dare utter a word or respond to their teasing.

“Are you gonna stay alone here?” Curtis asked with a raised brow.

Carlos nodded.