Chapter 191 Envious
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and neither Calista nor Hector could react in time.
Lucian stared into Calista’s eyes, his handsome eyes reflecting her stunned expression. Her elegant, long lashes brushed against his face, tickling him slightly, effortlessly arousing the deepest desires within him.
Lucian tightened his grip, pulling Calista closer, and their lips met in a passionate dance.
The once serene hospital room was now filled with an intense heat. The kiss was incredibly
passionate, as if it could sweep a person’s soul away.
Hector forcefully grabbed Calista’s arm, pulling her away from Lucian. Then, he grabbed Lucian by
the collar and yanked him up from the bed with his other hand.
“What the hell are you doing?”
Hector seethed with anger. His piercing stare bore into Lucian for what felt like an eternity.
Finally, he continued, “Did you stick out your tongue when you kissed her?”
Lucian’s upper body was suspended mid–air, showing no signs of resistance. He looked lazily at Hector, appearing awake despite his drunken state, but was utterly oblivious to the situation.
Hector tightened his grip and demanded, “I’m asking you a question.”
Lucian finally responded to Hector.
He smirked provocatively, running his tongue along the corner of his lips, and replied, “What do
It was clear that Lucian was putting on an act. Otherwise, how could it be such an extraordinary
coincidence that he collapsed when Charlotte touched him while Calista revived him?
Moreover, he even managed to summon the energy to kiss Calista.
“You’ll regret this when I’m through with you! You jerk!”
Hector was on the brink of losing control. He raised his fist, ready to strike Lucian in the face
Suddenty, Calista acted quickly and stopped Hector
You’re going to strangle hum
“I don’t give a damn if he dies He’s just putting on an act
Hector released his gup despite his tough talk. He glanced at Lucian, whose face had turned
crimson from lack of oxygen and whose shirt collar now bore the creases from his grasps
Suddenly, Lucian furrowed his brow, and his upper body lurched forward, his head hanging over
the edge of the bed
The overpowering odor of vomit and alcohol overwhelmed the hospital’s usual antiseptic scent
Lucian’s vomit splattered all over Hector’s body
Lucian’s vomit, consisting entirely of alcohol due to his empty stomach, left Hector nauseated It
elung to Hector, soaking his clothes from the bottom of his T–shirt to his pants.
“Lucian, seriously, did you do this on purpose?” Hector reprimanded, struggling to catch his breath.
Calista observed the unfolding scene, noticing Hector was still standing and capable of
conversing. She extended her hand as if to push him away, but she pulled it back midway instead.
She wanted to help Hector, but his current state disgusted her.
TII go fetch an outfit from the nurse. You should head to the bathroom for a shower, but be
careful not to let the water touch your wound.”
Calista’s eyes landed on Lucian, who had now made himself comfortable while leaning against the headboard
His eyes were half–closed, but as if sensing Calista’s gaze, he raised his gaze to meet hers steadily with his lips pursed
Lucian looked anything but drunk. Known for his typically sharp–tongued and unyielding demeanor, he seemed surprisingly adorable as he sat there completely still
Calista sighed softly to herself, “Tsk”
Her patience was continually tested to new extremes.
She headed for the bathroom door, asked Hector to pass her the mop, and quickly brushed aside her worries about Lucian. She knew the odor wouldn’t reach her by distancing herself from him
After mopping the floor twice and spraying perfume in the room, she finally managed to suppress
that unpleasant smell.
Calista had just turned to leave when Lucian grabbed her hand and said, “I haven’t rinsed my
“Hector is in the bathroom showering. You can wait until he’s done,” she replied
“I can’t move. My legs are weak.”
Calista tried to free her hand from Lucian’s grasp, but he held on tightly, showing no signs of letting go. She held her hand toward him, the one he had been gripping.
“Channel half of the energy you’ve been using on my hand into your lower regions, and you’ll
regain your stamina.”
Lucian remained silent for a few seconds before responding, “Where exactly are you suggesting I
need to regain my stamina?”
Lucian inquired earnestly, devoid of any suggestive undertones, which left Calista pondering
whether her thoughts had veered into inappropriate territory.
He patiently awaited her response with a serious expression.
Calista couldn’t tolerate it any longer and brushed him off.
“Your whole body needs to recover stamina. Now, let go of my hand.”
“I haven’t rinsed my mouth yet,” Lucian repeated.
Lucian persistently pestered Calista, prompting her to contemplate seeking a doctor’s help for an
antacid prescription to endure the night.
“I’ll pour you some water. Let me go.”
Lucian obediently released her hand and sat properly, his hands resting on his lap. Calista fetched a glass of water for him.
After Lucian rinsed his mouth, he asked, “Will you fall for Paul again?”
Calista remained silent.
Lucian raised his voice and said, “I’m asking you a question.”
“I don’t know,” Calista replied as she lay on the bed beside him, facing in the opposite direction.
“Do you fancy Hector then?”
“I don’t know.”
Calista desperately wished for Lucian to stop talking.
“Do you still fancy me?”
“I don’t fancy you.”
Lucian chuckled coldly, “Women!”
Calista remained silent. An awkward silence lingered for half a minute.
Finally, Lucian muttered something under his breath. Unfortunately, his speech was slurred, and
she couldn’t quite catch what he was saying.
Just then, Hector emerged from the bathroom and glared at Lucian.
Even after scrubbing his body with soap three times, Hector couldn’t rid himself of the nagging
sensation that the vomit odor still clung to him.
Calista inspected the wounds on Hector’s back and observed that a few areas had gotten wet. She
pressed the call button, summoning the nurse, who arrived to reapply the ointment.
It was well past 1:00 AM when everything was finally resolved. The following day, Calista was the
first to wake up. She freshened up and headed downstairs for breakfast.
Not long after she left, Lucian and Hector also woke up. Their faces betrayed the aftermath of
having too many drinks and insufficient sleep.
Both wore frowns and looked uneasy, perhaps regretting the choices that led them to this state.
Hector was still bothered by what happened last night He couldn’t conceal his irritation when he
saw Lucian now.
You slamy rascal, with your phony drunk act and forced kiss
Lucian retorted “Just admit you’re envious No one would judge you for it.”
In truth, Lucian couldn’t recall much from last night, but given Hector’s response, it wasn’t
difficult to piece together what had happened
His mood improved instantly, and the discomfort from the hangover had significantly subsided Irritated, Hector sat up in bed and turned to give Lucian a cold, mocking stare
“Envious of you? Should I envy the fact that your wife left? Or should I be envious that you’re a
letdown in the bedroom?”
When Hector pulled Calista away during the altercation last night, he unintentionally glimpsed Lucian’s groin area, which seemed flat and unresponsive, implying either an incapability in the
bedroom or a lack of affection toward woman
Lucian’s expression suddenly soured, taking on an unpleasant demeanor
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