Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 29: Hi~ Ethan, missed your cute girlfriend?

Chapter 29: Hi~ Ethan, missed your cute girlfriend?

“Honey, the patient today was pretty tough, and it was just a kid too,” the mature nurse flirted while still on the phone.

Ethan’s face turned red,he was literally under the nurse’s long legs.

He really wanted to shout into the phone and tell the man on the other end that his wife wasn’t just acting,this was the real deal.

The head nurse sat nearby, her gaze threatening.

“Damn it!”

Ethan cursed silently, baffled by the bizarre fetishes. He could hear from the speakerphone that her husband was also panting, probably masturbating.

He just felt sick.

“Shush!” The head nurse noticed the change in his expression, her finger to her lips, her eyes full of menace.

No doubt, the mature nurse was skilled, her tongue’s agility and technique perhaps enhanced by her medical knowledge of the human body, adding a weird twist.

“Honey, I’m done,” the man on the phone shuddered, sounding drained: “Babe, you’re so good, worrying about me being lonely at home while you’re on the night shift. I’m so lucky to have you.”

“Honey, you were so quick today,” the mature nurse said, bending down.

“Mmm,” Ethan gritted his teeth, wondering what he even was in this scenario.

“It’s because you play it so real, like it’s actually happening,” the man laughed. “But the setup’s too unbelievable, no patient could outdo me.”

“Hehe~ Honey, next time I’ll make it real for you, okay?” the mature nurse released Ethan’s “Pecker,” a smile playing on her lips.

“Let’s not, I like it when you look naughty but are pure at heart.”

“Hehe, I’ve got to go on duty now, we’ll talk when I get home.” After saying goodbye to her husband, the mature nurse hung up and turned to the head nurse: “Your turn.”

“Okay.” The head nurse licked her lips and began to unbutton her nurse uniform.

Ethan glared, feeling reduced to a mere toy, trying to stay focused on his mission without any complications.

If a scandal broke out, it would definitely change things,he’d endure for now, waiting to gain more leverage to deal with both of them.

Just then, the mature nurse suddenly picked up her phone to check something, then looked at the head nurse: “Looks like it’ll have to be next time.”

“That soon?” The head nurse looked disappointed, quickly buttoning up her uniform.

“Ethan, I’m really looking forward to next time~” the mature nurse tidied up the bed and cleared any traces, winking at him: “Next time, I’ll bring some toys for you.”

“Let’s go, the family will be here soon.” The head nurse helped him into his pants, struggling with Ethan’s 9-inch “Pecker” which was not easy to manage. As they left, her gaze lingered regretfully.

Ethan was left alone in the room.

His face was a picture of discomfort,these two nurses not only toyed with him but were also selfish, completely disregarding his feelings.

They hadn’t even finished with him before they hurried off.

What was this even supposed to mean for him?

The mature nurse was a pervert, skilled but clearly messed up in the head, not someone you’d expect to have normal desires.

And that head nurse, her fingers wandering to strange places, definitely not the straight-laced type, both extremely dangerous.

“No, I can’t keep going like this, leaving all the control in someone else’s hands feels terrible.”

Ethan was desperate for a change.

Just then, the door to the room opened again.

Blair, tall and imposing, appeared at the doorway, holding a shopping bag. She paused, noticing Ethan’s prominently erect 9-inch “Pecker”: “Should I wait outside for a bit?”

“No need, it’ll go down on its own in a bit,” Ethan replied, his face flushed with embarrassment, aware that she might think he was masturbating. It was a situation he couldn’t even begin to explain away.

With such a noticeable erection, there was no hiding it.

“Oh.” Blair nodded, pulling a can of drink from her shopping bag: “Hot red tea.”

“Thanks.” Ethan took it, grateful. He used to enjoy hot red tea before he was bedridden, and Blair remembered that.

After handing him the drink, Blair sat back down at her makeshift desk and started flipping through a book, not looking up. “Don’t mind me, do whatever you need to.”

“Thanks, but I really don’t need to,” Ethan replied, his expression still troubled. He needed to figure out a way to deal with the two nurses.

The room fell silent again, each absorbed in their own tasks, accustomed to this kind of atmosphere.

Blair closed her book suddenly and spoke up, “If there’s anything you need help with, just ask.”

Ethan, who had been pondering the nurse situation, was taken aback by her offer, then realized how it might have sounded.

“What do you mean, help with… that kind of need?”

“You had Emily investigate your aunt’s boyfriend,” Blair turned around, “Next time, you can ask me.”

“Oh.” Ethan turned away, embarrassed by his earlier misunderstanding. Blair knew about it, which wasn’t surprising since Emily probably discussed it with her. “Okay.”

“Mhm.” Blair got up to wash up and then lay down beside him.

Ethan turned off the room light and lay back down.

He needed to figure out his aunt’s boyfriend situation first if he was to make any advances there. They would need to be in a relationship or at least ambiguously close, and she currently had a boyfriend. First, he needed to gather intelligence on the enemy.

He fell asleep thinking about it.

The next day, Blair got up early to go to school after her morning routine.

Ethan continued his rehabilitation exercises on the hospital bed, falling and getting up repeatedly. He rested when tired and resumed as soon as he was able. He could feel his control over his body improving rapidly.

He no longer needed support to get out of bed and walk, although he was still breathless after a few steps and needed to lean on the walls. But it was a significant step forward.

In the afternoon, Emily walked in, cheerful and lively, her hands behind her back and her black leather shoes clicking on the floor.

“Youthful and beautiful.”

“Hi~ Ethan, missed your cute girlfriend? I’ve sent the information you needed to your phone.”

Ethan’s mouth twitched slightly,he found it hard to understand how Emily had become so lively in front of him. Previously, the school beauty was elegant and reserved, creating a sense of distance.

In front of him, she seemed to shed all pretense, becoming noticeably more relaxed.

Today, she wore a pair of sheer black stockings. Sitting on the bed, she crossed her long legs, one foot slipping out of her shoe, deliberately swaying it in front of him while her other hand played with her short school skirt:

“Hehe~ Ethan, now you face a choice, to touch your girlfriend’s foot.”

She pinched a bit more of her skirt, revealing more of her thigh but stopping just short of revealing too much, leaving just a hint of flesh visible: “Or to touch your girlfriend’s thigh~”