The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor By LiLhyz Chapter 100

Chapter 100: Evan’s Alternatives

“I’m not sleepy at all,” Evan said while pecking at Shantelle’s head.

The couple was lying on their bed, waiting for the time to pass. Shantelle was resting on Evan’s chest, her hand across her torso. She then glanced at Evan’s arm and ran her hand down his forearm. She said, “Let’s get your compression garment adjusted. I think your upper arm is better. Your forearm needs more compression.”

Hmm. I’ll do that after we have your pregnancy checked,” Evan acknowledged. “Do you hate looking at my burns?”

“No!” She looked at him and said, “Of course not, Evan.”

Shantelle got up and pecked the most affected part of his forearm. There were no more open wounds, but there were slight inflammations. She remarked, “This arm shielded me from the fire. How could I hate it?”

She returned to his side and pecked his lips. Evan wound up smiling brightly at her. When she rested back on his chest, he maintained his smile while watching the ceiling of their resort accommodation and proclaimed,” Tonight is the best night of my life.”

“You mean last night. It’s already.” Shantelle turned to the wall clock and said, “Two in the morning.” She yawned and said, “We should get some sleep.”

“I’m just so happy. I can’t sleep.” Evan declared. He could hear Shantelle’s breathing become more steady, and he knew she was falling asleep fast. He said, “I love you, Shanty.”

When she did not answer, he tickled her awake and asked, “Say it back. I want to hear you say it back.”

Shantelle was already exhausted. She frowned and said, “No, I’m not going to say it back. You are going to get hard again!”

It was because Evan still had a boner after two rounds of making love. He said it had something to do with how she said I love you. In the end, Shantelle gave him a lip service. She would have wanted them to make love again. However, she didn’t know the condition of her pregnancy just yet.

“I am totally fine with your mouth, Wifey,” Evan suggested, making Shantelle whine.

She smacked him hard in the chest and said, “Evan! That’s enough. You were never like this before.”

which one do you like?” Evan

but that also meant he wanted more of her, which ultimately felt good for Shantelle. Being filled by Evan

holding back if needed. Besides, there will be a stage in my first trimester when I will feel disgusted with almost everything – this is based on my experience, of

his throat and asked, “So, the

the stage of nausea and vomiting is somewhere between six and eighteen

did the math and thought about his alternatives. He looked down at Shantelle

snorted while she was

the other hand, continued to find different parts of her body where he could get his release, “You can always help me with your hand. We tried

you have that all figured out. As for me, you only

my pleasure to get stuck between your thighs, Wifey,” Evan suggested, resulting in

you know me well,” Shantelle

Evan assured

“Let’s sleep, okay? Don’t we need

pecked Shantelle’s head and said,” Goodnight, Wifey. I love

love you, Evan.

again,’

I’m already sleeping,” Shantelle said, leaving

***

on a yacht. The entire trip, Lucas slept on Shantelle’s chest. Lucas took a last-minute dip

and singing him a song when her work phone

for Shantelle. However, the center was calling about a chest wall surgery. William only specialized

disturb Lucas, Evan had to hold the phone up in Shantelle’s ears. She softly instructed the surgeon on duty about a patient with a collapsed lung due

address the bleeding first so he can breathe and check the broken ribs. By what you are telling me, I think the

surgeons, it was common for them to

Evan, seated next to her, and instructed, “They might call again or text if they have questions about the procedure. Let me know if

He then watched as Shantelle massaged

her a text. Evan quickly noticed it, and he gave the phone to Shantelle. Unfortunately,