When John came out of the steaming shower, he happened to catch Nina tucking something under the pillow.
Nina heard John's footsteps and hurriedly put the needle under the pillow. She quickly pivoted and sat on a cross-legged pose as she beamed an alluring smile at John.
"Are you finished taking a bath?"
"Yes." John leaned against the door crevice and stood still with his hands crossed over his chest.
He wondered,
'What did she put under the pillow? There are only condoms there.
Was she checking the condoms, thinking I pricked them again?'
He had always wanted a baby because he was afraid of losing her.
Nina once said that she wasn't ready to have a child yet.
John was a man who wouldn't force his way to something she didn't like.
Nina tried to hide her guilt under her smile as she saw that he was confused.
She had accused him of pricking the condoms before.
Now, she was the one who did the same thing.
If John found out, he would certainly mock her.
She wouldn't let that happen.
Nina convinced herself that he was clueless about what she had done. She gradually composed herself and lay in the bed.
"It's time to go to bed now, honey." Nina raised her eyebrows
ball and gripped on his groin.
"Honey, that hurts!" Nina narrowed her eyes and said, "I got jabbed by a needle!"
"But I haven't…" John bit his lips in torment. His little girl added an extra muscle in that kick.
'Needle?' With a distressed expression,
John looked at Nina. Under the dim light of the room, a thin shiny object glistened in Nina's bleeding finger.
He couldn't believe it! His wife was indeed pricked by a needle!
"What happened?" Nina was whimpering in pain. How could he care about his recuperating crotch? He took her hand and saw the pin standing on her fingertip as blood oozed out of the incision. "Let's go to the hospital!"
John quickly wrapped his robe around his body, wrapped Nina in the quilt, and carried her outside.
"No! There's no need to go to the hospital. Just pull it out and apply some first aid. It doesn't hurt as much now." Nina shook her legs out of the blanket and refused to go to the hospital.
Not only was the injury not that serious, but also they didn't wear any clothes. People might misunderstand the situation and judge them if they went out like this.
How often did you see a man in a robe and a nude woman swathed in a quilt at a hospital?
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