PREGNANT BUT REJECTED AS A BILLIONAIRE WIFE

At exactly ten o’clock at night, Lucas and Deasy finally arrived at their apartment. Entering the unit, Lucas carefully led Deasy to the bedroom.

While Deasy changed into her sleepwear, Lucas decided to make warm milk before leaving.

However, as he was about to enter the bedroom, the tall man was stunned. He could clearly see Deasy sitting on the room’s sofa, massaging her back alternately.

Earlier, during the consultation, Lucas had indeed heard Deasy complaining about frequent back and headache pain.

Feeling sorry for Deasy, who had been tired and was still massaging her back, Lucas intended to help. He approached her while handing her a glass of milk and then sat right behind her.

“Is your back hurting a lot, Ms. Deasy?”

“Yes.”

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“No need to bother,” Deasy declined. “You don’t have to trouble yourself. You should go home now. It’s already ten o’clock. Besides, the pain will go away on its own by tomorrow, as the doctor said.”

Lucas didn’t respond. He chose to get up for a moment and then walked over to the vanity table to retrieve a neatly arranged bottle of olive oil. He brought it back to the bed and sat down again.

“I’m not trying to make things complicated, Ms. Deasy. I’m just offering to help,” he insisted. “Besides, didn’t you yourself complain to the doctor earlier about your back pain? I’m serious about wanting to help. Who knows, after a massage, you might sleep better tonight. You won’t know until you try.”

Deasy, of course, didn’t immediately agree to what Lucas was offering. She thought for a moment while casting a probing gaze at the man beside her.

Deasy continued to delve into Lucas’s dark eyes for a few moments, trying to ascertain whether the man in front of her was sincere or perhaps had ulterior motives.

“I’m just serious about wanting to help and make you comfortable,” Lucas reiterated.

Once again, Lucas tried to reassure her, and after a while, Deasy finally gave her answer.

“Okay. This time, I’ll allow you. But remember, never think of anything inappropriate or do anything excessive. Be careful!”

“Why? Ms. Deasy, are you afraid of being tempted?”

Deasy scoffed. Lucas was being cheeky.

“Who, me? No way. Who would be tempted by you?”

“Are you sure? If you weren’t tempted, how could we have made out twice, Mrs.?”

Deasy stared. Why was Lucas talking about that stupid incident that had happened twice?

“Lucas, seriously, please. Be aware. I slept with you while intoxicated, which means I wasn’t fully conscious. There’s no way I would have allowed that to happen if I were 100% sober. It was a big mistake to sleep with you.”

Lucas laughed again. He wasn’t the least bit offended by Deasy’s words.

“Yeah… yeah… I’m not your ideal man, am I? We’ll see someday whether you’ll be tempted or not.”

“Stop talking so much. Are you going to give me a massage or not? If not, you might as well go home. I’m tired.”

“Sure, beautiful. You’ve been nagging since forever. Your charm will fade away. But before the massage, can you take off your nightgown?”

Deasy immediately turned to look at him. She stared sharply, preparing to scold.

“What? Do you mean I should undress? Why? Are you trying to be inappropriate?”

“Why inappropriate?” Lucas protested in confusion. “How can I apply oil for the massage if your back is covered like this? Besides, I’ve seen all of you, Ms. Deasy. Twice even. So, don’t be shy. You were the one who said nothing I do would tempt you, right?”

Deasy sighed. What Lucas said was actually true. How could he apply olive oil to her body if she was still dressed as she was now?

And again, he was right. Lucas had seen her body twice. Damn!

So, what’s the use of being shy?

After thinking for a moment, Deasy finally agreed. With her back to Lucas, she pulled down the nightgown she was wearing, revealing a black bra that clung to her body.

“Ms. Deasy…” Lucas called. “I apologize. I’m really sorry. I have permission to touch her back. Whatever I do later, please don’t get angry. I just want to help and make Ms. Deasy comfortable.”

“Oh, Lucas,” Deasy cut in. “Hurry up, for heaven’s sake. You’re chattering like a parrot. If you take too long, I might catch a cold!”

Lucas swallowed the words he had wanted to say earlier. He chuckled for a moment, then began to apply oil to every inch of Deasy’s smooth back. With both his hands, he started massaging gently.

As Lucas’s hands landed on her skin, Deasy’s body instantly tingled. It was as if she was being electrified, and she felt a strange sensation at first, ticklish but gradually turning into something incredibly comfortable and pleasant.

Deasy just enjoyed the moment as Lucas continued to massage her back with tenderness and care. In her mind, she briefly wondered why she hadn’t asked Lucas to give her a massage sooner, considering he was practically at her apartment almost every day.

“From what I can see, you have a talent for being a masseur, Luc,” Deasy murmured. “By the way, apart from me, how many other women have you serviced like this?”

While continuing the massage, Lucas smiled again and replied.

“No one else. I wouldn’t dare do this with any other women. The only one I’ve shared a bed with is you.”

Deasy nodded.

“It makes sense, I guess. Besides, where would you find a woman willing to be massaged or seduced by an average-looking guy like me?”

Lucas couldn’t hold back his laughter any longer. Being accused like that made him want to respond to what his boss had just said.

“So, what about you, Ms. Deasy? Haven’t you been in similar situations with Mr. Daniel or your exes?”

“Hey! Spare me. You took my virginity, remember? What if I had done strange things with other guys before?”

“It’s the same,” Lucas debated. “After all, you took my virginity, Ms. Deasy. Besides, I’m aware that I’m not good-looking. So, how could I have done such things before? I’ve only been this attentive to Ms. Deasy. I’ve never been like this with anyone else before.”

Deasy was taken aback. Lucas’s recent words somehow made her feel flattered. Being the first to be touched and treated in such a way made her feel valuable and special.

In the next few minutes, Deasy chose to once again savor the massage that Lucas had been providing. The massage, as it continued, only made her thoughts become increasingly scattered and unfocused.