Not answering her, Justin guided her to the elevator. Once inside, he pressed the button for the upper floor.
"Why are we going up?" she asked, once again.
"Don’t you think it’s time to rest your mind and follow me quietly?" he commented. "Give your tired mind some rest."
Natalie kept quiet. When they reached the floor, a man in a suit was waiting for them. He bowed and silently led the way.
Natalie, puzzled by what was going on, wanted to ask but decided otherwise, not wanting to hear another one of his sarcastic remarks.
The man opened the door to one of the rooms and said, "This VIP patient suite has been prepared for you."
Justin offered a light nod and entered the suite, holding Natalie’s hand.
"If you need anything, please let me know," the man said before leaving.
"You booked a patient suite for us?" Natalie asked. "What if a patient needs it?"
"The number of VIP patients who can stay in such suits is low, which is why it’s vacant," Justin explained. "Now, stop fussing and think of it as doing some charity for this hospital by paying to use this empty room, rather than staying in a hotel."
"I am not going to pay for this," she declared.
"Then who else will?" Justin asked as he hung his jacket on the wooden stand. "Didn’t you here them? I’m just a poor husband mooching off his rich wife. So let me experience how does it feel to have a rich wife and enjoying her money."
Natalie didn’t move from her spot, reluctant to use the suite and then end up paying for it. "Don’t get too much into character, alright? Just behave as what you are, Justin Harper, a rich man who certainly doesn’t need to live off of his wife."
He turned to face her, his gaze becoming intense. "I’m used to being in the character of your husband now, Natalie. Be a good girl and sleep before this husband decides to exert his rights over you. Though you might enjoy it, I do not wish to hurry and certainly the place like hospital is not suitable for it. But if you want to..." he stepped further closer, his eyes not leaving hers.
Natalie gulped and took a step back. She glanced at the bed and immediately moved towards it.
Justin wanted to laugh at her but held back. She was no less than a scared kitten. ’So easy to intimidate.’
She climbed into bed and lay on one side, turning her back to the other empty side of the queen-size bed.
Justin removed his belt, hung it up, and walked over to the bed.
"I hope you’re not going to ask me to sleep on the couch now?" he commented.
"We share a bed anyway. I don’t want to be hypocritical at this moment."
"You sure are smart." Justin turned off the lights and got into bed, covering them both with the blanket. Since it wasn’t a very big bed, there wasn’t much space between them.
Natalie tried to sleep, but despite being exhausted and sleep-deprived, she couldn’t drift off.
Although she didn’t move, Justin spoke, "Can’t sleep?"
"Maybe it’s because it’s a new place," she replied, not turning to look at him.
"Or maybe you need some comfort," he suggested.
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