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It was a sight that would send shivers running down one’s spine.

Even Elliot, who had faced gruesome situations before, felt a lump In his throat.

Was Noah planning to dissect him without anesthesia, experiencing what it would feel like to be on the edge of life and death?

Just as Elliot was letting his imagination run wild, Noah finally spoke.

“You caused the unexpected pregnancy. It’s clearly your fault for lacking proper precaution, yet Nana will have to endure the pain of childbirth alone. As for your punishment for not being careful enough, I’ll let you experience a level ten childbirth pain.”

After Noah said that, Howard stepped forward, helping to unveil the white cloth on the seat.

A labor pain simulator was placed just next to the seat, which Noah had arranged to be urgently delivered from the general hospital.

“If

you refuse now or even want to withdraw during the experience, it’s fine. I respect your choice,” Noah stated with a cold, mocking glint in his eyes.

Elliot locked eyes with him, his calm gaze showing no sign of fear.

“I’m willing, and I won’t withdraw.”

“Good. I hope you can stay tough later. Please, take a seat,” Noah said with a smirk.

Elliot walked over and sat down, and Noah swiftly fitted the labor pain simulator on him. “Level one. is akin to a needle pricking your hand, a mosquito bite. For someone like you, a military man, it should be easy. So, let’s start from level five.”

Noah spoke and, without giving him a chance to react, pressed the button on the machine.

The pain hit without warning, causing Elliot to tighten his brow instantly and grip the armrests, enduring silently.

Seeing Elliot gradually adapt to the pain, Noah increased the intensity.”

By level seven, the persistent pain spread throughout his limbs, making every part of his body ache. Veins bulged on Elliot’s arms, fingertips trembled, his face paled, and cold sweat formed on his forehead.

Elliot clenched his jaw, still not uttering a sound.

Following Noah’s instructions, Howard pushed a table in front of Elliot.

Corey placed a pen, a notebook, and a printed A4 paper on the table.

While enduring the pain, Elliot looked suspiciously at Noah beside him.

Noah explained, “This is the Clentleman’s Rules, viral online. I heard you have a talent for beautiful penmanship, so I’ll trouble you to write it word for word.”

Elllot glanced at the content on the paper.

[My wife has the last say, and I’ll prioritize my wife’s matters;

Consciously do laundry, cooking, and housekeeping, ensuring not a speck of dust on my wife’s delicate hands; …Be attentive to her mood and never raise my voice or Insult her.]

A total of fifty rules, copying it would be around a few hundred words. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing Elliot in a daze, Noah kindly reminded him, “If you can’t do it, you can choose to give up.”

Elliot immediately reached for the pen, signifying his acceptance of this challenge. As he held the pen, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

Noah explained the rules, “Women usually have to endure about three hours of pain or even longer during childbirth. Including the time you’ve just experienced, I’m giving you one and a half hours to copy the Gentleman’s Rules. If you have any objections, you can protest.”

Elliot adjusted his breathing and took a moment to speak with effort, “I’ve only experienced the pain of childbirth for an hour and a half. In the future, Nana will have to endure twice the pain. I have no objections. I’ll copy the Gentleman’s rules word by word.”