Chapter 15
Restless all day after receiving the medical report, Sherry went to the hospital to check
on her uncle, as she usually did after breaking up with Camila. Fortunately, the doctor
assured her that her uncle was healing well and in good spirits, which eased her
concerns.
On her way back, Sherry considered her options and decided to ge
from the pharmacy.
contraceptive pills
“Within 24 hours or 72 hours?” the shop assistant mechanically asked, clearly used to
such inquiries.
“Do you have any long–term contraception?” Sherry inquired.
“Yes,” the store clerk replied, handing her a bottle of pills, “but these pills can still have
harmful effects on the body. You should think about it carefully.”
Sherry paid and said, “Thank you; I’ll take these.”
She opened the package and swallowed a tablet, tasting the bitter flavor on her tongue.
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Although she could tell that Mr. Sniper liked her, having a child was a significant matter.
She considered herself a pessimistic optimist and was unsure how long Mr. Sniper’s
feelings for her would last. She had to think about the long term.
Previously, she believed she couldn’t conceive, so they didn’t take any precautions
during their intimate moments. However, after receiving the test results, she realized
the importance of being cautious.
Room 2307 at the Hilton Hotel looked exactly as she had left it.
Sherry cleaned the room as usual, hand–washing the shirt and underwear he had
changed into.
As her fingers touched the thin black fabric, Sherry’s pulse quickened. This was the first
time she had washed such personal clothing for a man. Malcolm rarely changed his
clothes at home, and she had never even washed his coat.
The shape of men’s underwear was significantly different from that of women’s, and the small piece of fabric that protruded seemed to retain his warmth. Sherry’s cheeks.
flushed, and she quickly washed them almost biting her lip, before sitting alone on the
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bed for a while.
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When Mr. Sniper arrived in the evening and saw the garments hanging on the balcony,
he remarked, “Did you wash these for me?”
Sherry was taken aback, and the vegetables she was holding with her chopsticks
immediately spilled onto the table. She quickly grabbed a tissue and said somewhat
awkwardly, “Um… It’s better not to send such sensitive clothing to the laundry room.
Hand washing is more hygienic and cleaner.”
Mr. Sniper couldn’t help but smile. “Why are you so shy?” he asked.
Sherry retorted, “I’m not.”
“Then why is your face red if you’re not shy?” Mr. Sniper gently held her chin and made
her face him, his eyes flickering and a smile forming at the corner of his lips. “Sherry, I’m
very happy.”
Sherry bit her lower lip, feeling embarrassed yet also a sweet warmth in her heart.
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“You will cook dinner for me and help me hand–wash my clothes. You’re finally
changing your mind.”
“Are you coming around?”
Mr. Sniper leaned in and kissed her soft lips, saying, “You are my woman, not a maid.”
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As soon as their lips touched, he pulled away, but it seemed like her sweet fragrance
lingered on his lips. He seemed to enjoy Sherry’s small and delicate lips, which had a
slight upward curve. When he kissed her, it felt like two pieces of jelly, vibrant and juicy
with just the right amount of pressure.
The room was pitch black, but the temperature seemed to rise continuously.
Uncomfortable with his fingertips on her chin, Sherry turned her head to avoid them.
“Did I overstep?” she wondered. “I washed them without your knowledge.”
“You don’t need my approval, Sherry. You should have faith in yourself.”
This was the second time he had said something like this to her.
To have faith in oneself.
“Yes?”
Tm actually quite normal.”
She wanted to tell him about the test results from today and that she might be able to
have a baby.
“I know,” Mr. Sniper said, unsurprised. ‘Sherry, carry a baby for me.”
Sherry was taken aback. “You know?”
Mr. Sniper stated, Tm afraid only a fool like Malcolm would believe that you can’t
conceive.”
“Then it’s up to you…”
Mr. Sniper never suggested taking precautions during their intimate moments!
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Did he assume she could have his child because he already knew?
For a moment, Sherry was stunned by his words.
“Sherry, please carry a baby for me.”
Mr. Sniper dropped another bombshell, causing Sherry to raise her head.
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“I understand your concerns,” he said. “Are you worried that I’ll abandon you one day?
I
Sherry, I can assure you that I will not leave unless you suggest it.”
Mr. Sniper seemed particularly patient that night.
Their passionate kisses, filled with both timidity and pleasure, covered every inch of her
body in the dark night, bringing tears to her eyes.
He even tasted her tears, taking her slowly and thoroughly, over and over again.
The long night turned scorching hot, allowing her to forget her troubles and relax.
Mr. Sniper seemed preoccupied, and Sherry had been tossed around for the past few
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nights, unsure of when Mr. Sniper would leave.
When she woke up in the morning, she still had a message on her phone reminding her
to eat on time and take care of herself.
Today’s message had an additional line.
“I threw away the contraceptive pills.”
Sherry sighed as she ran her hand through her hair.
After all, he knew.
He knew everything about her, even more than she knew about herself.
Camila exclaimed, “Sherry! Are you free this afternoon? Come to a party with me!”
Camila had a large group of friends and was often invited to dinners and parties.
Sherry, on the other hand, disliked going out and preferred being alone.
“Can’t you stop being such a homebody? Camila persisted. “Come out and make some
new acquaintances. It will lift your spirits! Come on, join us!”
Reluctantly Sherry agreed, unable to resist Camila’s influence.
After hanging up the phone, she texted Mr. Sniper, asking, “Are you busy?”
He quickly replied. “Just woke up?”
“Can I take the day off with you?” Sherry said, her cheeks turning slightly crimson as
she remembered their passionate night.
Were you tired last night?” Mr. Sniper asked, chuckling softly. “We need to keep trying,
Sherry, if you want to have a baby.”
“No, no, Sherry angrily responded to his words, “that’s not what I meant.” Don’t
misunderstand me…
“Wasnt that what you meant?” Mr. Sniper asked. ‘So, shall we start… Will you try again
