Chapter 381: The Photo of Chocolate Brownie

"Is there a special reason for why you are wearing such a hot dress today?" I asked, nuzzling my face into the side of her neck. My hands rested on her soft stomach, gently rubbing as I pressed my hardening dick against her ass from behind.

"Umm... no... I just wanted to," Aeri replied, blushing deeply. She giggled softly, trying to wiggle free from my arms, but her body stayed close. "It’s been a while since we went out, and I was in the hospital for so many days... that’s why..."

"Are you sure? Is it not because you want me to just look at you?" I teased, my voice low and playful. I slowly moved one hand down between her legs, grazing my fingers softly over her pussy through her panties, tickling her gently.

"Ohh God... it’s nothing like that..." she said, her voice shaky as she tried to move away. But her ass swayed back against my dick, making me even harder. Her breathing was getting faster, and her cheeks were bright red.

"You sure?" I asked, smirking. I brought both hands up and groped her big, soft tits, squeezing them gently through the crop top.

"Jeez... I won’t come out with you if you don’t stop..." she said, smiling a little even though she was blushing hard. She tried to sound strict, but her body leaned back into me.

"The people outside will stare at my hot and sexy Aeri a lot today," I whispered, massaging her tits more firmly. I kissed and smooched her neck again, breathing in her fresh, clean scent that was still so addicting after the shower.

*Slap!*

The sharp sound rang out in the room as Aeri suddenly slapped my cheek. It stung more than I expected. She straightened her clothes quickly, pulling her crop top and mini skirt down properly.

"Go and get your stuff. We are leaving in a minute," she said in a straightforward tone, turning toward the mirror. She picked up her phone and a small hand purse, acting like nothing had happened, but her cheeks were still pink.

"Yes, Mam..." I said, rubbing my stinging cheek with my palm. I gave her a small pout, but I couldn’t hide my smile. Even when she was pretending to be angry, she looked adorable.

Aeri glanced at me through the mirror and shook her head, but there was a soft smile on her lips. She adjusted her hair one last time, making sure everything looked perfect. The white crop top hugged her body nicely, showing off her smooth stomach and deep cleavage. The short white mini skirt made her long legs look even more attractive, especially with the black stockings and boots.

I stood there for a second, watching her. My heart felt full. After all the worry from the hospital, seeing her like this — playful, beautiful, and getting ready for an evening out with me — made everything feel right again.

I walked over to her and gave her a quick, gentle hug from behind. "You really do look stunning," I whispered honestly.

Aeri leaned back into me for a moment, then gently pushed me away. "Go get ready properly," she said, laughing softly. "We’re already late because of you."

I chuckled and left the room, still rubbing my cheek. Even though it stung, I was smiling. The slap was worth it just to see her like this — happy, teasing, and full of life again.

"Ahh..." I gasped in pain as I stepped out of the room, still rubbing my stinging cheek. "That hurted a lot," I muttered to myself, wincing a little as I walked down the stairs toward the shoe rack. My face felt warm where Aeri had slapped me, but I couldn’t help smiling a bit. She was cute even when she was pretending to be angry.

"Sighh... such a trouble maker," Aeri muttered to herself in her room, shaking her head as she heard my footsteps going downstairs. She stood in front of the mirror, giving herself one last look before picking up her phone from the dressing table.

She opened the phone and went through her recent calls. Everything looked normal — no strange numbers or missed calls she didn’t recognize. She let out a small breath, but something still felt off. A weird, anxious feeling sat heavy in her chest, like something was missing or wrong.

"Something feels... weird..." she whispered to herself, trying to shake off the uneasy sensation. She scrolled through her gallery to distract herself and smiled when she saw the recent photos from the hospital. There were pictures of Ezra feeding her, both of them smiling on the hospital bed, and silly selfies they had taken together.

"Idiot..." she muttered softly, blushing as she looked at the photos. The memories made her feel warm inside. She scrolled a few more pictures, laughing quietly at how Ezra had made funny faces to cheer her up.

Then her thumb stopped on one photo. It was a picture of a chocolate brownie on a plate with a spoon next to it. She smiled casually at first.

"Wait, when did I have this?" she said to herself, opening the picture to look closer. She couldn’t remember eating it or taking the photo. Curious, she checked the details of the picture — the date and time.

Her eyes widened. The photo was from the night she couldn’t remember — the same night she had gone out for groceries and ended up in the hospital the next day after falling unconscious.

"That’s the night I cannot remember... when I went out shopping for groceries and next day I fell into coma..." she muttered, staring at the screen. Questions flooded her mind. Who took this picture? Did she eat the brownie? Why couldn’t she remember anything about that night? Her heart started beating faster, and the anxious feeling grew stronger. ℯℯ𝘭.

The strange flashbacks from earlier and now this photo made her feel scared and confused. She tried to think harder, but nothing came to her — just empty space where those memories should be.

Meanwhile, downstairs, I was completely unaware of what Aeri was going through. I had just put on my shoes and was checking my phone, humming softly. I felt excited about our evening out and had no idea that Aeri was sitting in her room, lost in worry and unanswered questions.