Chapter 68

"Alright, I've told you everything. Can you1 get up now?"

Charlotte felt like she could barely breathe.

Frederick reluctantly propped himself up with his hands, moving away from her soft chest.

Charlotte sat up straight, glaring at Frederick with a resentful look.

Although she was still uinhappy with him, she resignedly helped him up.

Frederick sat back on the hospital bed, his gaze fixed on Charlotte. "What about us?"

"What?" Charlotte asked.

Frederick asked, "What have we been doing these past few days?"

Although he still didn't know what had happened, he had previously thought that their not getting divorced was due to pressure from Anouk.But after physical contact with Charlotte, he felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

"You! Shameless!" Charlotte glared at him.

Because when she recalled what they had done these past few days,all that came to mind were naked and stimulating scenes.

Charlotte's reaction made Frederick feel a tightness in his lower body. He had never seen such a lively expression on Charlotte's face. For the past five years, although Charlotte had been very gentle and considerate towards him, he always felt that she wore a mask in front of him.Although the mask was perfect and met all his preferences.

Yet it always imparted to him a sense of unreality, an elusive sensation that made him yearn to tear away the mask and peer into the depths of the heart.

And now, seeing the real temper of Charlotte exposed in front of him,he found her even more adorable.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Charlotte looked at him warily, feeling that Frederick's smile was very creepy and not knowing what bad idea he was up to.

Frederick's lips curved into a smile. He seemed to understand why he didn't want to divorce her.

He reached out and pulled Charlotte into his arms, holding the back of her head, and kissed her directly.

Charlotte's eyes widened instantly. She wanted to break free, but with his body full of wounds, if she struggled, it would hurt him.

'Damn Frederick!'

He didn't care about his own body, but she couldn't bring herself to hurt him. Frederick's kiss was passionate, and Charlotte's resistance and struggle only fueled his desire to conquer, giving him an unprecedented experience.

This was what he had been waiting for, what he had been looking forward to with Charlotte.

The more Frederick kissed, the more he got into it, feeling a joy he had never experienced before. It wasn't until they were both out of breath that they finally separated.

Charlotte propped herself up on the edge of the bed, panting,her chest rising and falling.

Frederick was attracted by this enticing scene and was about to move closer when Charlotte quickly moved away.

Charlotte glared at him warily. "Don't presume that your amnesia will earn my forgiveness! In my heart, I have yet to absolve you, so you had better conduct yourself with propriety. I am here merely to look after you; do not entertain any delusions of misconduct towards me."

Frederick looked at her, the curve of his lips deepening.

He hadn't planned to do anything to Charlotte. The kiss just now was a moment of impulse, especially since the anesthesia had worn off and his whole body was in pain.

But hearing Charlotte's threat, which lacked any real deterrent, Frederick's thoughts became more active, and his penis began to stir.

"Alright, I won't touch you, but I need to go to the bathroom now."

Frederick said, extending his hand towards Charlotte.

Charlotte gritted her teeth. She could tell that Frederick was doing it on purpose. Looking around, Charlotte saw a urinal. She picked up it and placed it in front of him. "Use this. Your hands aren't broken." "Take it away." Frederick disdainfully moved back a bit. "I want you to help me to the bathroom, or I'll kiss you again."

"You!"

Charlotte now felt that Frederick was just as shameless with or without amnesia.

Although angry, Charlotte resignedly came over to help Frederick up.

But unexpectedly, Frederick put all his weight on her.

"You're so heavy!"

Hearing Charlotte's complaint, Frederick seemed to become boneless,almost hanging on her shoulder. Her scent filled his nostrils, making his thoughts wander.

The two of them had just managed to make their way to the bathroom when Charlotte was about to leave, only to be embraced by Frederick.

"What now!"

"Help me take my penis out. My hands are wrapped in bandages, it's inconvenient." Frederick said, amazed at his shamelessness. The old him would never have said such a thing, but now it came so easily.

"Frederick! You had better know your limits!" Charlotte gritted her teeth.

"If you don't help me, we'll just stand here all night." Frederick said, holding Charlotte tighter, not giving her a chance to escape. Charlotte, feeling helpless, tried to calm herself. She suddenly doubted whether Frederick had amnesia. Charlotte roughly undid his belt, then unzipped his pants,taking out his penis. "There, hurry up."

She had thought this torment was about to end, yet to her surprise, his penis began to enlarge and harden in her palm, becoming engorged and proudly standing erect against her hand.

"What do you want?" Charlotte was about to go crazy.

Frederick also felt embarrassed.

He had asked Charlotte to take out his penis just to tease her, to see her more lively side.

But when Charlotte's hand touched his penis, he couldn't control his erection.

But Frederick couldn't admit it, instead blaming Charlotte. "Didn't you secretly want to check if it still works when you were wiping my body?Now you can test it yourself."

Charlotte felt his penis twitch in her palm as he spoke.

"Hurry up and pee, stop talking nonsense."

"Man can't pee when erect, don't you know that?"

"Then what do you want?"Charlotte, hearing this, didn't even bother to respond. She closed her eyes,wanting to end this torment quickly. She didn't move, still supporting him, not looking at Frederick. But her

hand started to stroke his penis.

Without lubrication, her hand's movements were too rough,making Frederick groan in pain. "Are you trying to break it?"

Charlotte angrily looked up and rolled her eyes at him.

But there was nothing suitable in the hospital bathroom. Finally, Charlotte had to pump some hand sanitizer and apply it, making the movements smoother.

Frederick shuddered, letting Charlotte control his penis. Her hand moved fast and slow, stroking his penis, while Frederick couldn't help but touch her chest.

Seeing that Charlotte didn't reject him, Frederick became bolder, sliding his hand under her dress, gently caressing her skin, igniting her desire.