"Why did you scream like that?" Doctor Seth asked her, he was staring her suspiciously.He sensed her anxiety and apprehension; this made him speculate if she was the actual culprit or she knew something. "Uh..ugh... I was just shocked by your words," she said nervously, moving towards the men "I mean, a murder in the hospital," she said. Amelia was trying to act normal since she doesn't want the men to notice her nervous mood, she must not give them the impression that she did the act or something that will give her off to them easily. "Oh, okay then!" Doctor Seth said, pulling his eyes off her and he faced the king. "You need to rest, my king," he said concerned. "No," king Spencer disagreed "I wish you go home right now," he said. "What!" Doctor Seth and Amelia gasped in unison. "But you are barely recovering my king!" Amelia said, she used the opportunity to shift her nervousness. "Yes, my king. You are barely recovering and your stitches haven't healed up a little yet,"
"W-what are you saying?" Amelia chuckled nervously. "I saw you earlier, you were wearing that dress before!" Doctor Seth argued. "I didn't! Amelia snapped at him " I can never wear such a cheap dress!" She said, now turning around to face the doctors. The room suddenly became silent, but intense. The doctors were perplexed about who to believe, Amelia or Doctor Seth. Doctor Seth knew in his mind that Amelia had a hand in the murderer. And now, he believed the words of the intern who revealed to him that Amelia was never pregnant and the operation was never carried out on her. "I'm sorry, but I have to leave right now!" Amelia spoke, gazing at everyone briefly before leaving the surveillance room. She got outside, shut down the door behind her and she breathed out "Thank goodness!"Then, she began to walk directly to the king's ward. >>>>>
Clarkson hugged Eleanor tightly as if she'd disappear any moment from now, but Eleanor didn't embrace him as wished. She was angry, infuriated, and hostile towards Clarkson —If he had been by her side, she wouldn't have found herself in this catastrophe. "What's going on here?" King Spencer gruffed, his voice spurred Clarkson to pull away from Eleanor. "Cousin, she's my..." Clarkson was saying to King Spencer but he suddenly trailed off. Eleanor scoffed behind his back, she enfolded her hands on her chest before walking towards the house. "You were saying something, Clarkson!" King Spencer said, he eagerly wanted to know why Clarkson had hugged Eleanor that way. Clarkson hugging Eleanor so dearly has made his heart crack slightly, he had felt jealous that he felt like punching Clarkson but he held himself back. "Can we talk about this later, cousin," Clarkson chuckled nervously, he moved to King Spencer and stood beside him. "You'll go ahead!" Clarkson beckoned at Amelia. Ame
"Please, stop!" Eleanor gripped Clarkson's hand, she doesn't want him to move further to her pussy. "I command you to stay put!" Clarkson growled at her face, slapping her hand off his as he clutched the creek of her neck. "Argh!" Eleanor grunted achingly, wriggling under him as he goes aggressive with her. "Do you want it the rough way?" Clarkson growled, and Eleanor cried further. She was scared of him having his way with her, she tries to escape from him. But hell, it was impossible."Shit!" Clarkson unexpectedly yelped at the pain he felt on his back. Then, he rolled out of Eleanor and slumped nakedly on the floor. As if that wasn't enough, Clarkson felt a hit on his ball when he tried to stand on his feet. "Bastard!" A woman's voice was heard. Meanwhile, Eleanor was quickly sitting up and her emerald green eyes settled on her savior. She was dressed in a black expensive gown, her brown long hair was stylish too, and in her hand; she clutched a silver bag. "Clarkson, yo
Chapter 58 King Spencer stormed towards Clarkson's room, his hand crossed behind his back. Eleanor was right after all when her instinct told her that he was going right to Clarkson's room, she was sure that the king would do something drastic. "But why is he overreacting," she thought in her mind, but she shifted the thoughts to the back of her head and she increased her speed. Meanwhile, King Spencer entered Clarkson and met him dressing up. "Oh, cousin!" Clarkson welcomed his cousin, he was unaware of the crisis at hand as he was now moving towards him. King Spencer raised his hand and he punched Clarkson real hard. "You bastard! How dare you touch Eleanor?!" He growled at him, staring furiously at Clarkson who staggered and nearly fell on the floor. "Fuvk!" Clarkson spits out blood while he was regaining his stamina. At that moment, Eleanor rushed into the room. Her eyes widened when she saw Clarkson's lips oozing. "Oh my God!" She screamed shockingly. "You attempted to
The next morning, the sunlight slinked into the spacious room which belongs to the king and settled its rays on the naked body of the young woman who was snoozing softly on the king's bed. Abruptly, Eleanor fluttered her eyes open but her eyelids were still heavy, she deeply sighed as she turns her face to the other side of the room so that the sun won't continuously keep shoving on her face. "It's morning already," Eleanor mumbled, she was now struggling to sit on her butt with her hands itching her eyes. At that moment, the memories of last night were now dawning on her and a low gasp escaped from her lips. "The king!" She called, her eyes now staring across the room in search of him, however, she didn't see him. "Where could he be?" She thought in her mind. Then, drifting out of bed. "I think he's gone out!" She said. Hence, she hurried to the bathroom, took her quick bath, and stepped out after a few minutes. She hastily wore her clothes and packed her hair properly before
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Abruptly, a bright light in the king's room came on, causing Katrina to halt halfway. Her heart skipped a beat, and she snapped her head towards the unforeseen souls now standing in the room. Her eyes widened, and she hurriedly grabbed the bed sheet and covered her nude as she sailed out of the bed. She was shivering, her whole body trembling in fear and anxiety with her head lowering to the floors. Zachary, madam Madison and Eleanor we're all standing in the room. Staring at her blankly, their face read no expression. "You attempt to lay with the king!" Zachary growled, his voice harsh and cold. "I'm sorry!" Katrina fell to her knees, her lips trembling as she sobbed. She wasn't expecting this to happen, she wasn't seeing this to go this way! How did they know that she was going to come? As if reading her mind, madam Madison spoke up. "How could you be so despicable?" Madam Madison cut in "If Eleanor hadn't heard your conversation with the mistress in her room, you would ha