Suddenly, Ida spotted a puddle of water on the floor. She wasnât sure whether it was carelessly spilled water or some sort of beverage.
But the real focus wasnât on the puddle itself; it was the footprints left by someone stepping into the water, leaving wet imprints on the floor.
Ida followed the trail of slightly damp footprints that were unmistakably left by stilettos.
Just recently, she encountered Sophia in the elevator, who was wearing the same kind of stilettos.
Following the trail of footprints, Ida and Byran found a doctorâs office.
The door was slightly ajar, and they gingerly approached and peeked inside.
Sure enough, they saw Sophia sitting in the office, talking to a doctor in a white coat.
Sophia crossed her legs, glancing impatiently at her wristwatch. âDr. Tam, is it still not ready yet? Is it that difficult?â
âMs. Sophia, please be patient. Your husbandâs body is quite unique, so the extraction process might be a bit tricky. But our nurse is a professional; you can rest assured. Once she is successful, she will call me over. If we rush over now, we might interrupt and potentially jeopardize the procedure.â
Sophia frowned. âHow is the nurse handling my husband? She wouldnât take advantage of him, would she?â
Dr. Tam wore a professional smile. âMs. Sophia, you must have done your research before coming to us. There will inevitably be some physical contact during the procedure, but rest assured, our nurse is very professional and will not cross any boundaries.â
Sophia was still not entirely convinced. âI certainly hope so!â
Dr. Tam noticed Sophiaâs concern and curiously asked, âMs. Sophia, I wonder why you declined to perform the procedure yourself when I offered it before. As Mr. Marcusâs wife, it would be most appropriate for you to do so, and it would also eliminate any suspicion. But you refused. I thought you werenât bothered by it:â
Sophiaâs face fell. It wasnât that she didnât want to do it herself, but she feared Theoâs reaction.
Yes, she knew Theo would be upset.
If Theo knew what she was doing, he would not only be angry, but it could also affect his physical response.
After much thought, she still felt it was best to leave it to the professionals.
So, she agreed to let the nurse help with the procedure.
But now, sitting here waiting while her mind raced, she couldnât help but imagine her husband being touched by the nurse.
She could hardly bear it. Jealousy was coiling and spreading in her chest. She was ready to explode!
All these years, she hadnât had any intimate contact with Marcus, but now she had to let a strangerâ¦
âIâ¦Iâm afraid my performance wonât be up to par. If I make a mistake and cause my husband unnecessary discomfort, it would only delay things. Itâs best to let the professionals handle it.â
Dr. Tam nodded. âIndeed. Ms. Sophia, you are very enlightened. Just relax and wait patiently. I believe we should have a result soon.â
Sophia nodded, crossed her arms, and waited impatiently.
Another fifteen minutes passed, and Dr. Tamâs phone still hadnât rung.
Sophia couldnât sit still anymore. âDr. Tam, why donât you call your nurse and check on the progress?
Itâs been so long, and thereâs still no news.â