Chapter 96
Cedrick’s eyes darted away.
“Oh?
Not for me?” Lucille’s smile widened. “Then who else in your house needs a gynecologist?”
His expression turned thunderous.
She pressed on, “Heard they do massages and apply herbal compresses there. Mr. Maynard, what am I supposed to do if nobody helps me apply mine?”
“What are you implying?”
The subtext hung thick between them.
“Oh, and can I have the medicine delivered to
Lucille’s faint smile dripped with sarcasm.
your office?”
“Don’t worry. You left the address and number. I’ll take it on time when it arrives. No need to supervise me.”
Cedrick finally snapped. “What’s your problem?
You saw us today?”
Lucille smiled without answering.
“Saw me, didn’t greet me, just spied?
Lucille, you’re this scheming?”
His tone shifted from confusion to accusation, then a cold laugh. “No wonder Maricela’s no match for you.”
Lucille almost chuckled. She was the scheming one?
“Cedrick.”
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She smiled. “If you insist I’m scheming, I’m scheming for you. You already have a wife, Where would your dignity go if I showed up?”
“What’s with this passive–aggressive crap?”
Cedrick stepped closer. “Maricela suffered domestic violence from her ex over fertility issues. Infertility haunts her. As a friend, I brought her to see a good doctor. What’s wrong with that?
Are you really jealous?”
Lucille kept smiling, shaking her head. “No, not jealous. You’ve got it wrong, Cedrick. Whether you supervise her medication or massage her stomach–that’s your freedom. I won’t interfere. But I have my rights too. Just… after massaging her, don’t touch me with those hands. You disgust me.”
“What did you say?”
Cedrick’s voice turned dangerous. “Say it again.”
Fine. She’d be blunter this time.
She lifted her chin. “I said you disgust me.”
“You… utterly unreasonable!”
He seethed. “Listen, Lucille. Trying to frame Maricela or get her fired over this accident? Impossible!
I won’t allow it!
Don’t throw eggs at stones. Picking a fight with me? Think you can win?”
His phone rang. He pulled it out. Both saw the screen: Maricela.
“Hey.”
His anger vanished, voice suddenly gentle. “Maricela?”
“Cedrick…” Maricela’s sweet, timid voice floated through. “Where are you?
I’m scared…”
“Don’t be. I’ve got you.”
Cedrick spoke while staring at Lucille. “Told you I’ll hire the best lawyers. You’ll be fine. I’m
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