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.”

now, which one do you like?” Evan

drive, but that also meant he wanted

new Evan, but, remember, we are having a baby. We need to take care of the baby and my health too. You are going to have to make some sacrifices,” Shantelle proposed. ‘And that includes 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 course. In the coming days, I might not love

He cleared his throat and asked, “So,

stage of nausea and vomiting is somewhere between six and eighteen weeks,”

about his alternatives. He looked down at

She snorted while she

with your hand. We tried

all figured out. As for me, you only need to do one

thighs, Wifey,” Evan suggested, resulting in more

glad you know me well,”

course,” Evan assured

said, “Let’s sleep, okay? Don’t

He pecked Shantelle’s head and

you, Evan.

again,’ Evan

that. I’m already sleeping,” Shantelle said, leaving

***

after breakfast. They left the same way, riding on a yacht. The entire trip, Lucas slept on Shantelle’s chest. Lucas took a last-minute

singing him a song when her

the center was calling about a chest wall surgery. William only specialized in

She softly instructed the surgeon on duty about a patient

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

I agree.” Finally, when the call ended, Shantelle sighed. While they hired tenured thoracic surgeons, it was common for them to seek a second opinion. As the center’s lead surgeon, it

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

and rested back. He then watched as

sent her a text. Evan quickly noticed it, and he gave the