A Night of Desire

Chapter 796 - 793: Have Your Wife Help You

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Chapter 796: Chapter 793: Have Your Wife Help You

River Sterling was actually quite bothered by the doctor saying he was screaming like a woman in labor, but he was so pleased she’d referred to Rhys as "family" that he just grunted and didn’t voice any objections.

Rhys Ryston, on the other hand, turned beet red at the misunderstanding. She frantically waved her hands, trying to explain, "Doctor, you’ve misunderstood. I..."

But the doctor had no time for her explanation. Without looking up, she pointed at River Sterling and told Rhys, "You’re the family member, so hold the patient’s hand. It’ll make him feel secure, and he won’t be so nervous and afraid."

Rhys didn’t immediately do as she was told. She bit her lip, staring at River Sterling’s hand, but couldn’t bring herself to reach for it.

After speaking, the doctor went back to tweezing the glass shards from River Sterling’s buttocks. Suddenly, River let out another piercing "AHHH!" The doctor flinched. Looking up, she saw Rhys still standing there in a daze, not holding the patient’s hand as instructed.

She frowned and snapped at Rhys, "You’re with him! What are you just standing there for? Grab his hand!"

Startled by the doctor’s shout, Rhys gave a quick nod and immediately reached out to grab River Sterling’s hand.

The moment their hands touched, River Sterling seized hers in a death grip. Rhys hissed in pain but didn’t dare pull her hand away, forced to let him keep his tight hold.

Once he was holding Rhys’s hand, River Sterling’s screams actually did subside quite a bit.

The doctor quickly removed the remaining glass shards, disinfected the wounds, and took off her mask once she was finished. She then gave them a few instructions.

"Alright, you can get up and pull on your pants. It’s nothing serious, just a few glass shards that got into the skin. They weren’t deep, so there’s no major issue. Just remember not to get the area wet for a couple of days, and you’ll be fine."

With that, the doctor gathered her things and prepared to leave.

River Sterling, still lying on the table, hadn’t had a chance to get up yet. He craned his neck to look back at the doctor and asked, "Can’t get it wet? Then how am I supposed to take a shower?"

The doctor gave him a sidelong glance, then looked at Rhys, and said with some amusement, "Do I need to teach you that, too? Just make do for a couple of days. Can’t you just have your wife give you a sponge bath?"

River Sterling hadn’t gotten up to pull on his pants, and he still refused to let go of her hand. Rhys already didn’t know where to look, so when she heard the doctor’s words, she was instantly mortified all over again. "Doctor, I’m not his wi—"

Before she could finish, River Sterling scrambled up from the table and quickly adjusted his pants, chuckling. "Haha, yep, that’s right. Thanks, Doctor."

The doctor glanced at the two of them one last time, shook her head with a smile, and walked out of the treatment room with her equipment.

Rhys watched the doctor disappear through the doorway, her brows deeply furrowed. She looked torn between resignation and annoyance.

"Let’s go, wife."

Rhys glanced back and saw River Sterling watching her with a smirk. Her frown deepened. "Who’s your wife? Don’t just call people that!" she said, her voice flustered.

’It was bad enough that the doctor misunderstood, and that he stopped me from explaining. But for him to just openly call me "wife" like this... Does this man have any shame?!’

The more Rhys thought about it, the more furious she became. With a flick of her wrist, she turned and strode toward the door without giving him another look.

River Sterling took a step to follow, but the pain made him hiss. He called out to Rhys’s retreating back, "Hey, aren’t you going to help me out? I’m in so much pain, how am I supposed to walk?"

Rhys stopped in her tracks, exasperated. She turned and marched back to him, snapping, "You’re a grown man who got pricked by a few pieces of glass. You barely even bled. Does it really hurt that much? Enough for you to be screaming your head off like that? Aren’t you embarrassed?"

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