232 Under A Spell

He groaned because he wanted more. And no one is going to stop him except his damn conscience—but not after swiping his tongue over her moist lips.

He cursed himself for taking advantage of his sick wife. He justified his actions for Lilly Rose being so delectable.

He removed her pants and he asked all of Lilly Rose's guardian angels to protect her from him and his malicious thoughts.

He hurried the task of wiping her down to help her lower her body temperature.

Once done with the most daunting task he had ever done in his adult life. He put on a soft sleeping gown on her. He surveyed her on the bed, unaware of the danger that he could impose on her.

Matthew sighs heavily and grabs the intercom next to the bed, over the side table.

"Is the doctor here?" He asked with a snarl.

The maid that happened to answer the intercom shook with nervousness and in a stammering voice answered.

"Yes, sir. The doctor just arrived."