Chapter 143 - Corrupted Scenarios (1/2)

|Innaya|

Vulnerary. I had somewhere read that word. And, that time, the word had left a deep impression on my mind. I never thought I would have a chance of using it in my life- to describe my husband. It perfectly fit him. I could never find any better word if someone were to ask me, ever.

Eshan changed my life for the better. I could not ever get tired of saying how the decision of marrying Eshan was the best decision of my life. He made my life beautiful. He made me feel beautiful. I smiled without any reason.

Once I said what I had to, my initial courage wore off. Aware of my lack of clothing and the way I clung to him like a Kola bear, I could not help but blush. I needed to control my impromptu confessions. The man holding me always caused me to lose control of myself.

”I need to use the washroom. I'll be back soon.” I pulled myself away from his arms before I could embarrass myself anymore.

It was one thing to take initiative and talk things out. However, after saying things loudly, I could not help but feel shy. Being an introvert, it was not easy for me to be so open. Yet, for Eshan's sake, I was trying to change that trait of mine. If I did not talk, I knew Eshan would misunderstand, and our relationship would receive a burnt of it.

”Do you need to change?” Eshan's arms found their way around my waist as he caged me close to his chest. He seemed to be having a good time with all the push-pull game we were having.

I nodded little bashfully, avoiding his gaze.

Things changed within the snap of fingers between us. We had our moments of happiness, sadness, emotional heaviness, tension, awkwardness... everything. In the blink of an eye, the environment between us would change. Such as how this morning started.

I had still not asked him about what had happened when I was unconscious or why was I so drowsy. I didn't want to linger in the past right at the moment, so I just overlooked it. I had not forgotten how I'd reacted. It was still unclear why though.

Eshan kept his chin on my shoulder as he hugged me from behind.

”How about I help you in changing?” His lips rubbed against my earlobe as he whispered those words in my ear.

I was startled. ”Uh... What?” Did he just say that? Was I hearing things?

”Didn't you just say that I could see you...” he paused as he left a lingering kiss on my cheek, ”without clothes.”

I was stumped for words. I did say that, but I did not mean it now. Why did he take my words so seriously?

”Umm... Did I? I don't... I don't remember,” I stammered, fidgeting in my place. However, it was impossible given how closely Eshan held me.

”Is that so?” Eshan's lips trailed little lower across my jaw. My fingers curled in a fist. Nervously my eyes darted around. What was he doing?

He kissed the corner of my lips, his palm around my waist moved slowly in an up-down motion. Something weird was happening in the pit of the stomach with the way Eshan's closeness was affecting me. It took some time for my hazy mind to figure out what exactly the sensation was when a sudden sharp stomach cramp made an appearance.

Damn.

I threw the covers aside from my body.

”Slow down, Tesoro. You've not recovered yet.”

I hurriedly removed Eshan's arm and got down from the bed.

”Hey, what's wrong?” Eshan's concerned voice called out from behind.