Chapter 720 Time For Punishment
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Without a moment’s hesitation, Gwendolyn isdiyen
She could not bear to see him hurting his knees by koeing Lego pieces
Cedrick was somewhat perplexed “Then what should do
Gwendolyn shook her head before arching a condeling bow “g study tonight”
Cedrick refused to ept the punishment
After contemting for a while, he proposed apense How about fou Come weath and you can
punish me however you want. You can even meaning-a only at most. After we’re done, we cane
back and wate
With one eyebrow raised and a slightly mischievous loin her eyes entity car an hour? Are you sure you
can be satisfied with char
Her question instantly rendered the man speechles
After a brief pause, he changed his mind. “Lers non seta se lies on thend m spacious. I’m sure the
babies won’t roll out of bed ever we spend an hour or two in the aty
Gwendolyn fell silent. That sounds like a good n, but do I feel something is to peopl
“Wait a minute You’re the one at fault tonight, yes youre trying toe as the study is enjoy a good
time together. How could you expect to receive favors when you’ve been mishi
Cedrick pondered for a moment before leaning closer gedly rubing her delicate se
ses
turns watching over the sleeping kids for several nighs now and I have had the chance bug you. I can’t
take it anymore. Darling. Be nice to me, okay?
His voice carried a seductive and maic tone, making it difficult
Gwendolyn’s heart stirred with temptation “All right
“You’re the best, Darling Cedrick unabashedly neda kas on her slips
He picked up the wooden ruler from the nightstand der and the room, making their way to the study
after
The two figures crept upstairs, exhaling in relied only her closing
quinty dipped
Gwendolyn waved the wooden ruler in her hand
She disyed an eager and mi
it
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Cedri
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the small wody wish
gabimately settling on the small couch
etty walked over, partially lowered his pants and positioned himself over the armrest of the
in ept any punishmen
of the ruler made immediate contact with his skin
embled slightly before ncing at her “Be gentle. Darling”
Cedrick could not help but gasp #ow. That was cold and intense
The master bedroom was filled with nothing but the gentle breathing sounds of children in deep
slumber
The study on the other hand, was filled with restlessness
The echoes of scolding and grunting reverberated throughout the study
From a distance, the rhythm and sound blended like a harmonious melody.
Gwendolyn was careful with her strength, administering a light but noticeable swelling to Cedrick’s rear
end
After the punishment, she tenderly massaged the soreness.
That prelude signaled the start of a sweet and exhrating night.
Meanwhile, at the Newton residence. Whitney sat on the couch in the bedroom, anxiously waiting for
Charles
It was already the dead of night, yet Charles still had not returned Where did he go? What is he boy
with?
She took out her phone, opened her chat with him, and typed a message Mr. Newton, where are you?
No matter what, tonight is our first night of marriage
Her fingertips froze as she felt that her words were a little too demanding Nope. That’s not a good way
of phrasing a text message. Let me delete that plerzung
She drafted another message Mr. Newton, are you sleeping? Tonight is our first sight of marriage Will
you be
I
Whitney was lost in thought once again. It would sound deliberate of intentionally mentioned
Nope I shouldn’t do that Deleting t
eeded to type A New
Newton,
ing back to the Newton residence
yes clear message, striking a bnce between intimacy and distance. All righ
son. All right. 111 send th?n
The
Why made up her mind and
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She walked to the bedside and nced outside only discover a group of servants gathered to the
ganden, panied by a few doctors donning white gats
Everyone ware an
pression of anxiety, speaking all at once.
Whitney sensed that something was amiss. Why is thereddenly much amation? Who’s injured?
the
Just as she was overwhelmed with confusion, die soon noticed two housekeepers supporting Charles
escorting him from the garden to the vi,
nurned out Charles was the one injured
The garden was shrouded in darkness, and the dimly litmps lining the path made it difficult for her to
see where Charles was injured. Since they have to help him in, does it mean his leg is injured?
Whitney immediately opened the bedroom door and ran downstairs to receive him.
Just as she entered the living hall, she caught sight of the housekeepers helping Charles inside.
The well-lit living hall allowed her to finally discern his condition.
His right hand and left foot were encased in casts, indicating fractures,
His face also bore noticeable injuries, covered in bruised and swollen marks.
“What happened? He was perfectly fine during the day. How did he suddenly end up with such
injuries?” Whitney inquired with concern.
Charles shed a nonchnt grin. “I’m fine.”
Whitney helped carry him back to the bedroom and covered him with aforter.
Charles sent away the servants, their mournful expressions resembling those of mourners grieving the
loss of a loved one, and retained only two doctors for a final examination before bedtime.
“Besides the fractures in the right hand and left foot, the other wounds are superficial. They are not
severe. It’s going to take a hundred days for the bones and tendons to heal, so during these days, try
to minimize walking and rest as much as possible. This will expedite the recovery. Mr. Newton,” one of
the doctors advised.
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“Okay.” Charles responded absentmindedly, holding his phone in his left hand and idly ying with
hitney, on the other hand, paid careful attention to the doctor’s instructions. The doctors left some
medication behind and advised her to administer another dose that evening, assuring her they would
return in the morning to administer an IV drip for Charles.
Charles remained oblivious, engrossed in his phone.
After seeing off the doctors, Whimey returned with a cup of warm water
“Mr. Newton, it’s time to take your medication,” she said.
Charles stared at the screen of his phone, absentmindedly reaching out with his right hand Only when
his movements were restricted by the cast did he remember about the cast
Whitney suggested. “Why don’t you set your phone asale for a moment and take your medication first
Ignoring her, Charles leaned back against the headboard, emanating azy demeanor. “Feed the
medication in me
Whinney’s heart started racing as she did not know how to reart to his request. How am I supposed to
feed this
To him?
Noticing the embarrassed look on her face, he teased. “Did you think you were supposed to do it with
your mouth?”
Whitney’s face instantly flushed, and she lowered her head to conceal her embarrassment.
As Charles observed her expression, he could not help but wonder if he found her shy demeanor oddly
endearing because they were now married.
“Have you ever taken care of a patient before?” he asked.
“No,” she replied
“Tll teach you then. Despite his injury, he seemed to be in a good mood and surprisingly patient. “Put
the medication in my mouth and bring the water closer to my lips. When you feed me the water, go
slowly…”
Whitney followed his instructions, cing all six pills in his mouth and bringing the cup of warm water to
his lips.
Charles tilted his head back and took a sip of water, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed,
exuding a subtle sensuality.
Whitney’s gaze inexplicably fell on his well-defined Adam’s apple.
She unconsciously swallowed hard.