Chapter 390: The Battle Was Imminent

Lucas was popular among women, and he had played with countless of them. When was he ever been
so humble in front of a woman?

Hazel examined her fingernails and said,

"Will you promise me that you won't disturb me?"

"I promise! I promise you with my life!"

Hazel slowly opened the door. When Lucas saw her wrapped in a towel, he was aroused！

It had been a long time since he last slept with her!

Her body was amazing!

As soon as he got into her, he couldn't stop himself. He sailed freely in her intense heat with ecstasy.

Some part under his bathrobe got larger and throbbed violently a few times when he thought of that.

Lucas quickly pressed down his bathrobe with his hand, afraid that Hazel would detect his tent and kick
him out.

"Wow. Why don't you open the door for me in proper pajamas? Are you trying to seduce me?"

Lucas looked at Hazel's fair shoulders and swallowed hard.

He yearned for her body...

He couldn't wait to devour her alive!

...



Hazel was open and direct, so she didn't care about what he said. She swung her hips and slowly
walked to the bed, putting on her pajamas. She turned to glare at Lucas, who was dumbfounded.

"I open the door and let you in for a shower. Why do you talk so much nonsense? If you don't want to
take a shower, get out of here!"

Lucas hurried into the bathroom in panic.

He has already taken a shower in his room, so he couldn't do it again.

Therefore, he ran the hot water and created some noises. After that, he looked into the mirror and
made different postures. He raised his arms to show off his biceps, and then he put his hands on his
hips, thrusting up something below his lower abdomen...

"I'm so strong and handsome. I don't believe that she won't be tempted if I strip myself and press her."

Lucas muttered to himself.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head again. "It might not work. That woman is tough, and she
might not fall for my body."

"Then I just spring on her, open her legs and have her. I'll give her great pleasure with my powerful gift,
and she will come back to me."

Lucas thought for a moment and dismissed this idea, shaking his head again.

"Hey, how long are you staying there? You're slow. Are you done? I need to use the bathroom! Hurry
up!"

Hazel knocked hard on the door, and Lucas shuddered.

The battle was about to begin!



His success hinged on this move!

"Coming. I'm almost done!"

Lucas cleared his throat. He mustered up his courage and opened the door.

Just as the door opened, before he could say anything, Hazel pulled him out and rushed into the
bathroom like a whirlwind. She banged the door shut and took a leak.

(⊙_⊙)

Lucas stood at the bathroom door, dumbfounded.

This woman was not romantic at all.

When Hazel came out of the bathroom, she found Lucas was lying casually on the bed. She glared at
him and said grumpily,

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Lucas looked up Hazel, his heart pounding fast.

...

Damn it! Was he doomed?

Why did he think Hazel was more beautiful than a fairy at sight of her face? Looking at her body in
pajamas, he thought she was hotter than Marilyn Monroe.

"I, I, I was about to leave..."

"Then why are you still here? Get out. I'm going to sleep!"



Hazel shooed him away as if he was a refugee.

Lucas stood up stiffly and walked to the door, pushed by Hazel. After taking a few steps, Lucas abruptly
stopped and turned around. He held Hazel's waist and eagerly leaned his hot face to her, biting her
earlobe.

"Damn you, woman...you charming little thing..."

"Hey, let go of me. What do you want?"

Hazel's heart skipped a beat. Her legs went soft when she sensed the warmth of his body.

Lucas threw himself onto the bed with Hazel in his arms. His bathrobe was lifted, and Hazel found that
this bastard was wearing nothing under the bathrobe!

Damn him!

"I want to fuck ... you! You are torturing me, and I want to screw you fiercely!"

"I've broken up with you. You can't do that to me like a bastard! I don't agree. If you force me, you're a
loser!"

"I'm a loser. I would rather be a loser with you for the rest of my life. I have to kill you today!"

Lucas gave up the countless plans that he had prepared. At this crucial moment, he could only resort to
force.

He would force her without any nonsense!

They had had sex countless times before, and they knew each other well. Lucas attacked her most
sensitive spot and licked her pink earlobe. He moved his hand under her pajamas and grabbed her
plump softness, pinching her fiercely.



"It's itchy. Stop..."

...

Hazel's body no longer belonged to her, turning into a puddle of water. She tried to push away Lucas
with her soft and weak hands, panting.

"You're hurting me..."

"There will be more pain. Woman, get ready for it!"

Lucas had thought of being gentle, but he went crazy once he touched Hazel and heard her soft
groans.

He groped her rudely and kissed her earlobes passionately. He pressed his lower abdomen tight
against her and pushed open her legs with his knees.

Before Hazel was ready, Lucas had sailed into her warmth fiercely.

"Damn you! You are so ruthless. Are you killing me?"

Lucas indulged himself in her tight warmth. He groaned in pleasure and gritted his teeth, thrusting
himself forward.

"I dare you to ignore me! If you dare to break up with me, I'll kill you today! Tell me! Who is better, me or
your little cop? Who is more skillful? Tell me!"

Hazel frowned and gasped, enduring his violent invasion. She was panting, but she didn't give in.

"Of course ... my cop is more skillful..."

"I don't believe it!"



Lucas went completely round the twist.

He thrust fiercely with more violence.

.........

"Doctor, why is she so emotional? She looks like she has collapsed."

Emmett looked anxiously at the doctor.

How absurd. The doctor stood there like a prisoner, while Emmett, the patient's family member sat on a
chair and crossed his legs, smoking a cigarette.

Kayden intended to stop him from smoking. Emmett had been smoking non-stop like a chain smoker
after he went out of the ward.

He knew that Emmett was in a bad mood, because Elaine's loss of memory upset him.

However, smoking like this would do great harm to his health!

The doctor answered shakily,

"Mr. Smith, Ms. Jones is suffering a temporary loss of memory, which is caused by a neurological
problem, so she is being emotional.

...

She subconsciously knows that she has forgotten a lot of things, so she feels scared.

So please try not to excite her from now on. If she stays calm, she will not lose control easily."

Emmett nodded.



After leaving the doctor's office, Emmett walked towards the ward. When he reached the door, he
naturally stubbed out his cigarette and threw it away.

Kayden secretly pursed his lips as he watched from afar.

He thought it would be good if Elaine could stay with Emmett.

As long as she was around, Emmett would be very careful. He would never smoke in front of Elaine.

Master Smith would not make Elaine the victim of passive smoking...

Elaine woke up and found that she was having an intravenous drip. The room was quiet like heaven.

She turned her head sideways and saw Emmett resting on the bed.

His hair was messy. He looked exhausted, sleeping with his head on his arms.

She suddenly gasped.

She was shocked to see his bandaged hand.

What's going on? Was he injured?

His right hand was wrapped with many layers of gauzes, which was stained with flecks of blood. The
wound seemed serious.

He must have bled badly.

Elaine felt like crying.

She felt a pang at her heart.

Why was her heart broken when she saw him seriously injured?



Elaine couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke his hair.

Emmett's heart trembled with excitement!

Actually, he had woken up, but he didn't want to spoil this warm atmosphere, so he didn't move,
pretending to be sleeping.

He didn't expect that Elaine would caress him so gently!

"Does it hurt? Why are you injured badly?"

Elaine murmured softly. Emmett heard each word clearly!

He almost got suffocated by his excitement.


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