Chapter 168 - The Shirts

Arriving from a long and tiring day of fighting Anton Yeong. Lu Fang took off his clothes and went to get changed. When he realized something was wrong, he came looking for the only culprit, his wife. 

"Babe, are you wearing my shirts again? Or did you have all of them washed?" 

Andrea frowned. They were always together. There hasn't been yet a time where she came back to the hotel before him. What was about his shirts this time? He already knew she wears them to sleep.

"No about laundry, but wearing your shirt? I love wearing your shirt. What's so wrong with that? I've been wearing them since the day we met at the Starlight Tower!"

"Hmmmm… Good memory, babe... I guess you will have to stare at my bare chest tonight!"

"Pfft! Only the chest? What about lower to the chest? Somewhere lower to your stomach?"

They both laughed before the man could add, "Don't mind sleeping naked so long as I have the blanket all to myself."

She was sitting on the sofa eating from a bucket of praline ice cream when she started to hear the man complain. 

"Well… it's just that I can't find my shirts - the ones I just recently bought." He sat beside her and gazed at the almost empty bucket before asking, "Are you planning to leave some for me?"

She paused for a second and looked down on what was left of her dessert. She smirked and replied, "One spoon."

"How greedy can my wife be nowadays?"

"Your fault for spoiling me. Besides, there's three of us and one of you, so you do the math Mr. Lu," said Andrea while giving a naughty grin. 

He chuckled at his defeat and leaned forward to trail kisses on her face down to her neck. His hand quickly made its way under her shirt, massaging her breast. 

The man's actions made her bite or lower lip that she offered to eat him up. "Babe, you are turning me on. I'll eat yours, but let me first finish my ice cream."

The man's eyes narrowed at her. It was of no use. It would seem, he would never win over food while his wife was pregnant. He obliged saying, "Fine, let me take a bath first... You'll soon realize which one tastes better."

Andrea's eyes grew wide at his response, but before she could say another word, her mouth was quickly covered with his. He sucked on her lips before heading for the showers and as he walked away, he then reminded her, "don't forget to leave me a spoon."

Andrea pouted her lips as there was just very little left. She ate them anyway and decided, she would simply help him shoot out twice that night. She figured it was a fair deal. 

The next morning, Patricia watched as the couple hurriedly left for the day.  She walked towards the elevator and when she saw it was going down the parking lot, she approached their suite, wasting no time. 

Upon entering her lips curved into a smile. She went straight to the bedroom and opened the closet. She saw there were only women's casual clothes left and a few of men's formal wear. She frowned and went to check the bathroom. 

After finding Lu Fang's used shirts, her eyes glistened with excitement that she immediately took the man's clothes and pressed her face against them. She took a deep breath, seemingly addicted to the man's scent. 

She was about to head back when she heard the main door open followed by the sound of footsteps coming to the bedroom's direction. She put back the dirty laundry and quickly hid inside the closet. 

The couple had gone up again to their hotel suite, but because Lu Fang had to call Yeong, Andrea went inside alone. When she found what she was looking for, she left not noticing anything suspicious. 

Fortunately for Patricia, Andrea went straight to the dresser, grabbed her watch and a piece of document, then went on her way. 

Realizing that the room was already empty, she slowly came out of hiding and checked the living area. 

"I'm all alone now. How exciting," she murmured to herself. 

She went back to the couple's bedroom and as she went through their belongings, a thought came into her head. Seeing their bed was not made, she began to take off her clothes. When she was completely naked, she went back to get the man's used shirt and wore one of them. 

She laid on the bed and started touching herself, imagining Lu Fang. She stayed inside, making herself come as many times as she could until her insides were excessively pulsing.

Due to the excitement she had made herself go through, she felt her heart galloped, much faster than she expected. She quickly got changed and exited the suite, not forgetting two pieces of the dirty laundry. 

The other day, she had already taken Lu Fang's unused cotton shirts, but now, having seen those that had his sweat, all the more she could not resist in taking them with her. 

She came back to their hotel room panting, calling out to her parents. "Dad! Dad! Help me!"

Harold found his daughter gasping for air, squatting on the floor while holding on to pieces of a man's shirt.

"Patricia!" Realizing that she may be having a heart attack, he quickly ran to her bedroom to get her medication and a small oxygen tank. 

"Pamela, ask the hotel to call an ambulance now! We need to take Patricia to the hospital!"

Harold had done this too many times. He had trained himself to help his daughter in case of a heart attack. 

Patricia was rushed to the emergency room. The resident advised her to rest, not putting too much strain on her body and not too much excitement either. Anything excessive could affect her heart.

She only had a very mild heart attack, and with the hotel's efficiency, they brought her to the nearest medical facility, given immediate medical attention. 

Harold reported to her cardiologist in the US and was told to bring Patricia home as soon as possible.

He instantly recalled her daughter's state before carrying her to the ambulance; the buttons on her dress were not aligned and her hair was a mess.

What exactly did his daughter do before that? and why was she carrying shirts that smelled of sweat? Those were the questions that kept darting to his head and he intended to ask Patricia about it when they return. 

Patricia laid in the hospital bed, completely annoyed with the situation. She would need to put on hold her plans for Lu Fang and go back to the States, all because she pleasured herself too many times, thinking of the man.