Chapter 313

"Hey, Sidney, stop pretending to sleep..."

Darcy checked his pulse and found that his body temperature was a bit high. Annoyed, she called out to Barbara, "Get a doctor up here to check on him. I need to go find Mr. Rodriguez..."

But before she could get up, Oscar grabbed her weakly and whined, "No, I want Mommy to stay with me!"

Darcy looked at him disdainfully. This child didn't resemble Sidney at all, who seldom spoke.

There must be something fishy about this child.

But she didn't have time to deal with it now, so she pushed his hand away.

Oscar wasn't in a rush either; he cunningly threatened, "Mommy, if you leave me like this and Dad asks about it later, let's see how you explain yourself. Don't forget, it was you who used my illness as an excuse to bring me to Perugia City!"

Darcy was caught by his words, her face turning purple as she hesitated.

This little bastard knew nothing about real or fake illness, most likely it was all intentional to mess with her.

But recently, due to the child, she and Mr. Rodriguez had been at odds. If she really left Oscar behind, she didn't know how Mr. Rodriguez would retaliate.

She could only grab Oscar and say, "Then why did you lie on the floor and deliberately catch a cold? Go lie on the sofa. Barbara, call a few doctors for him!"

Oscar smirked and walked to the sofa in the inner room.

Sidney's voice came through his earpiece, "Oscar, I saw Dad carrying Mom into the room ten minutes ago!"

Although the disgusting Dad's actions of carrying Mom annoyed Oscar, how could he let a wicked woman disrupt Dad's conversation with Mom and hinder the repairing of their relationship?

"Ah, my stomach suddenly hurts!" Oscar suddenly started rolling around again.

Darcy, standing at the door, was overwhelmed and gloomily ordered the maid, "Quick, go and restrain him!"

Through the earpiece on the right side, Sidney's voice suddenly became anxious, "Oscar, it seems like Dad and Mom are fighting inside?"

Oscar was stunned, while Sidney, who was squatting outside the hotel room, was even more at a loss. He pressed his little ear against the door and clearly heard Mom crying and scolding Dad as 'shameless'.

There were also sounds of banging.

Sidney was afraid that Mom would be hurt by Dad, so he stood up and asked Oscar, "Should I rush in?"

Of course he should! Although Mom knew martial arts, how could she match up against the strong Dad?

But Oscar couldn't speak.

Not receiving a response, Sidney could only think seriously for a moment and said, "Forget it!

Adults should be able to handle it themselves! We kids shouldn't get involved in adult matters, right, Oscar?"

"..." Oscar was speechless.

That annoying Sidney was still biased towards the despicable Dad.

He hoped that Mom had enough strength to defeat Dad.

Oscar thought resentfully and closed his eyes, continuing to moan.

The doctors came to examine him, but they couldn't figure out the cause of his symptoms. Oscar's dizziness, stomach pain, and convulsions persisted throughout the night, leaving Darcy furious and unable to leave.

I had to instruct Barbara to quickly send someone to find Lawrence, but even as the sky began to lighten, there was still no news from Barbara's end. Darcy had stayed up all night but couldn't continue. Exhausted, she sat on a chair and dozed off.

At this moment, Oscar quietly opened one eye and saw the aftermath of his night-long struggle with a room full of people, especially noticing the bruises under Darcy's eyes. He was quite satisfied with the results, as he had slept for two hours in between and felt refreshed.

Now, he sneaked out of bed silently and quickly pressed the earpiece. "Sidney? What's the situation with Daddy and Mommy?"

"Um... Daddy hasn't come out, and it seems like this fight is going to last a long time. So, I came back on my own and slept first."

"What? Mommy was being beaten, and you managed to sleep?" Oscar was speechless.

He had ended up with such a heartless brother?

"Mommy wasn't being beaten the whole time, I heard Daddy's heavy breathing in between!" Sidney quickly corrected.

"...So, what exactly is the situation?" Oscar was even more confused the more he heard.

Both little ones didn't understand, so they could only fall silent. "It's almost dawn, they should be done fighting, right? I'll go find you first, and we can wait for Daddy to come out!"

The morning light streamed through the window, filling the disorderly and ambiguous bed. Winnie massaged her sore waist and weakly pulled the blanket off the bed, climbing down. With great difficulty, she made her way to the bathroom and stood in front of the large mirror, looking at the red marks all over her body. Her waist, hips, and buttocks were especially bruised, and she cursed angrily, "Bastard."

Turning on the shower, countless droplets of water came down as she leaned against the wall and washed herself. She couldn't differentiate between the water and the tear stains that had appeared at the corners of her eyes due to her resentment.

Her fists clenched soundlessly as her emotions simmered like burning flames...

After finishing her shower, she saw the scattered clothes, dresser, carpet, and bathroom, all bearing the marks of their intimacy last night. Winnie blushed and felt even more embarrassed.

Especially when she saw the man lying on the bed, devilishly handsome and sleeping soundly. In a fit of anger, she walked to the side of the bed and delivered a swift kick, "Wake up, jerk!"

Lawrence fell directly to the ground, jolted awake by the kick. Rubbing his sore shoulder, he opened his dark and longing eyes, momentarily dazed.

Casting a sidelong glance at Winnie, he slowly recalled the chaotic events of the entire night before. He had to admit...it was thoroughly enjoyable. He had unleashed three years of pent-up desire on this woman.

A trace of faint guilt flashed through his mind as he slid his hoarse voice smoothly, "Does it hurt?"

"Shut up." Winnie's ears turned red, her face burning with anger.

Her swollen lips caused a slight deepening in Lawrence's gaze. He stood up, annoyance evident in his voice as he had just woken up, "Can't you speak properly? Why did you kick me?"

"If I haven't killed you yet, you should consider yourself lucky, bastard."

Winnie angrily pointed at him and then at the clothes on the floor, disgust evident in her voice, "Bastard, pick up your things and disappear from my sight immediately."

"Go back to sleep." The man glanced deep into the sky, which was still dimly lit. If this was a dream...

"Why doesn't he do it for a longer time?"

Speaking in a low voice, he pulled her towards him. Certain morning awakenings of consciousness made him instantly want to press her down again.

"What else do you want to do?!" Winnie quickly realized that this despicable man, is he still under the influence of drugs? All five boxes of single-use have been used up!

How long has he been practicing abstinence?

Winnie doesn't plan to sleep with him again. Last night, she couldn't resist at all. She didn't even bring her medical kit and had no way to treat herself.

Thinking about last night, Winnie is filled with anger and hatred.

Winnie forcefully pushed him away, "I warn you, if you dare touch me again, I'll report you for rape!"

"You can try to report me and see if the police will accept it or not."

Lawrence buried his head in her neck, his voice becoming lower, somewhat wicked and frivolous, "Besides, it wasn't just me who enjoyed it last night. Although there's no video, you know how you were afterwards, don't you?"

"..." A tinge of paleness gradually appeared on Winnie's blushing face.

She looked at his face and couldn't stand it anymore, slapping him.

Lawrence's face was knocked askew, his thick eyebrows gradually darkened. "You haven't had enough last night, you dare to hit me again?"