Undefiled Queen

Stephen’s POV

I was confused and at the same time anxious about what suddenly happened to her. What was the news that she received that got on her nerves so instinctively?

I called her, her uncle and her aunt but nobody answered my phone. Damn! I don’t understand why these people carry mobiles when they do not know how to use them. I was dead worried about what happened. Was something wrong with her uncle again?

I got dressed to the office but I was not able to concentrate on my work. Like usual, my secretary placed a cup of coffee on my table as soon as I arrived into my room and read out the list of meetings I had to attend for the day. I half heard her and the proceedings and came back home hoping to see my wife but I was met with a negative result. I waited for her to call but she did not.

I couldn’t wait anymore with the suspense killing me. Taking out the phone from my pants pockets I called my private investigator and asked him to find out the matter.

He informed me in an affirmative and promised to call me within an hour with all the details. It was only then that I could breath an air of relief and went for a shower.

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Merlyn’s POV

I was supposed to return home after giving physiotherapy to Stephen. We are not staying in the same house because Abby stays with my aunt. I wanted to take her home once Stephen heals completely because I would be busy looking after him.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

In the morning, afternoon and evening, I give him physiotherapy and at night I go back home. This has been my schedule since the last four days. But Stephen is least happy with it. He wants Abby and me to stay with him.

According to him servants are available in the home 24/7. While I give him physiotherapy somebody can look after her. But I don’t trust anyone regarding Abby.

When she was hardly one, I left her once with a servant. But the day happened in such a way that I was not feeling well. I took a leave and came home early when I found the maid beating Abby for not having food. I know nobody would dare to mess up with Stephen’s daughter. Yet, the incident left a scar in my memory forever because of which I am postponing my stay with Stephen.

Like always I was supposed to go home after physiotherapy. But since returning back to him, Stephen would not like to leave me even for a second. For the sex we had, I was too drained to even move my leg. I slept with him for the night like a log only to get up for my aunt’s call after several long rings.

At first my mind could not register what she was saying because of sleepiness but slowly I became fully awake as she described Abby’s failing health after she had her breakfast yesterday.

I was not able to process the information she was giving. My daughter was completely hale and hearty when I left home yesterday. What happened to her so suddenly?

My breath clogged in my throat and my voice choked when she stated high temperature to Abby and she was admitted to the hospital.

Stephen was calling me from behind. But, my mind did not seem to function and I rushed out of home.

Reaching the hospital took me half an hour and my baby was laying on the bed asleep. To my surprise her complete body was red covered in a skin rash.

My aunt told me initially it started with the stomach followed by the back and then to her entire body.

The nurse came and checked her temperature which was still very high. I asked her when the doctor was coming to check upon Abby and she said the visit was again in the evening because he just came and left after seeing her.

The nurse assured me Abby would be fine soon but I was not convinced. I held my daughter to me all day crying and clueless what made her fall sick so suddenly. My aunt told me to go and have something to eat at the cafeteria but I was not feeling hungry though my stomach rumbled for food.

I had no idea how many times Stephen would have called. I left him abruptly and rushed here. In my worry I even forgot to charge my phone and now it is dead. He would surely be panicking.

In the evening my uncle and my brother came to visit Abby while my aunt stayed with me. After they left the doctor came for his rounds at seven in the evening. The fever had subsided by then though Abby still did not wake up from sleep.

In the afternoon she got up for a brief time and I fed her bread with chicken soup. My daughter was never fussy about food but she was not this silent either. It pricked and ate me up.

The doctor told me it was the result of the drugs they were giving her which slightly caused sedation. When I asked him about the skin rash he told me it was an allergic reaction.

“Abby might have consumed something which doesn’t suit her body. Just recall what you gave her the previous day for breakfast, lunch and dinner and avoid those foods which you have not given her before.” The physician suggested.

“For breakfast, she had toast with peanut butter…” I did not finish my sentence when I heard Stephen’s voice from behind.

“I am allergic to peanuts.” Stephen wheeled himself inside the room reaching the bed of Abby. He held her little arm in his while she was fast asleep.

The doctor shrugged. “There you get your reply Mrs Collomen. If the father is allergic to a certain kind of food, the daughter could be too because of genes.”

The information felt indigestible to me. I raised my question “But doctor, peanut butter is my favorite. I ate a lot of peanut butter when I was carrying her.”

“Ma’am what you eat during your pregnancy may or may not have any impact on the child after she is born. Of course I do not say there is no exception but in Abby’s case, she carries her father’s genes and you must be careful next time that she does not have peanuts in any form which can be dangerous for her health.” The physician informed me and walked out of the room.

“I did not know the first time I would be seeing my daughter would be like this.” Stephen choked on his speech holding the little hand of Abby and kissing her fingers.

I fell asleep because of the strain I underwent the whole day but Stephen stayed awake the complete night exchanging the handkerchiefs on Abby’s forehead and frequently giving her a sponge to reduce the temperature.

Two days later Abby’s infection subsided and she was allowed to go home. This time Stephen did not let us stay at my aunt’s place. He was adamant that I and our daughter would reside with him.

Stephen took special care about Abby at every walk and step starting from the food she ate to the pillow on which she put her head. I did not know he would be this possessive about his daughter. It was the height of protectiveness. Probably it was because he missed her growing up.

Within a week Abby turned normal by the efforts of Stephen. All the seven days he devoted his complete time to Abby. He did not even go to the office and operated his business from home.

Maybe it was the power of his love for her, within a span of four days Abby got fully attached to Stephen like they have been together from the day she was born.

It was seven in the evening. Abby had already taken her dinner. I cooked a meal for both of us and waited for Stephen to come down to do the last part of the physiotherapy.

Even when it was quarter to eight there was no trace of him. I went up to find my little family happily resting on the bed.

Abby was asleep latched to Stephen’s chest. The picture was simply adorable. And I wished I could stare at them for several long minutes. But this was not the time.

I knew he was awake but closing his eyes to avoid exercises. As a physiotherapist I know they must be very painful to him. But there are certain things we cannot avoid. I laid my hands on my waist and looked at him challengingly.

“I know you don’t sleep this early Stephen. We still have got a few exercises to do. Come on, let us first finish the work and then you can rest as much as you want with Abby.” I couldn’t hold on but ear marked my words going strict like a headmaster.

“Can’t you see, Abby is sleeping. It is not advisable to disturb her.” Stephen closed his eyes again pretending to sleep after murmuring his words.

“Abby is a baby. Once she falls asleep she will wake up only the next day. I am her mother and I know her sleep patterns.” I talked in an irk crossing my arms to my chest.

“No exercise today.” He was back to his dominant self, the side I did not want to face. But this was unavoidable. I was not going to step back.

“Stephen, in the pretext of Abby’s illness you have already forfeited three days of exercise. I am not going to allow more of that.”

Abby slightly moved in her sleep because of our conversation and he was on time to pat her back to sleep. Had it been some other time I would have enjoyed watching this wonderful scene taking place ahead of me. But there are more important things to do tonight.

I have been investing all my time and energies in cooking and giving physiotherapy to Stephen to see him back on his legs as soon as possible and I would not allow him to overpower me at any cost regarding this matter. Time to seduce fancy pants.

I crawled in front of him on the bed seductively and opened the first button of my shirt that gave him a slight view of my cleavage but enough to electrify his nerves. “So you are not coming?” I called in a baby voice biting my finger.

He cleared his throat, restraining his looks on me. “No”

I crawled closer and opened one more button, this time giving him a good view of my bra clad breasts.

He gulped heavily, his eyes turning dark staring at my breasts. “So, are you coming because…” I wet my lips with the tip of my tongue.

When I was about to walk away, he held my arm. “Because what…”

Since Abby came home and not well we did not have sex during the last three days because she slept with us in the master bedroom. I know his cock might be throbbing for a release and this was its result. The job turned out to be very entertaining for me. “Leave it, I’m not in a mood.” I twisted my lips like a toddler.

But he held me firm, not allowing me to move. A playful smile crossed my features and I removed the clip of my bra giving him a full view of my breasts.

“What are you doing?” He whispered and immediately pressed the button of the remote locking the door. His Adam’s apple bobbed with desire.

Leaning over he squeezed one of my breasts. But that was the only thing I was allowing him, just a munch before the actual treat. “You will finish all your exercises. Only then you will have me Mr.” I winked buttoning back my shirt and walked out of the room swaying my hips and enough for him to run behind me.