Sweet Twins

Chapter 57 Different

Doris had been in a constant tired and annoyed mood these days. Jay kept pestering her every now and then as if he was practically enjoying tormenting her deliberately.

He would order her sometime saying, "Doris, isn't it my medicine time?"

Or sometime he’d say on purpose, "Doris, help me with my exercise."

And then he’d annoy her even more by ordering her, "Doris, prepare my bath!"

He was doing nothing but frustrating her with his pestering attitude over and over again and now she'd come down to secretly dreaming of hurting him inventing some pure evil ideas. A few of the ideas that had popped up in her head were really innovative and she was enjoying selecting which one would be the best she could use on him. A thousand different scenarios were crowding inside her head making her hands itch to get to work at the earliest possible opportunity.

Whenever she’d look at Jay as he continued to annoy her with orders, she'd daydream deciding on which the best way to teach him a lesson was. Jay would give her one of his penetrating gazes when he would notice she had gone silent or acting differently. As if he was trying to decipher the look in her eyes. Although she knew she couldn't leave his side until he had fully recovered, that didn’t stop her from cursing him inwardly.

Her mind frequently reminded her how tiresome it was to stay with this evil man. She’d rather die than to stay here with him for another minute.

All she wanted was to get away from him and have her freedom again. It was like she was forcefully stuck with him.

Of course she had asked Jay if she could leave. If she could, she’d be the person with peace of mind as they didn’t have to see each other ever again.

But that evil man! He shamelessly denied her. Clearly, he had no intention of letting her go away from him until he fully recovered. His attitude was aggravating and Doris was beyond exasperated with him now.

As a doctor she had had cases like this in the past. Her patients usually recovered within a week. But she couldn’t understand what was taking his injury so long to fully recover.

Jay let out a sigh looking down at his injured male body part. "I don't know how different it is from others," he said to Doris, winking evilly. "The only way for you to know is if you see it for yourself. Would you like to give it a try, Doris?" He gave out a loud and wild laugh, watching Doris's face that had reddened at his words.

"Haha!" Doris felt her face turning hot. She was sure she was blushing some ugly shade of red. She avoided eye contact with Jay as she retorted quietly, "Go, give it a try yourself." She was in fact, nervous. There was no one else in the house right now. If Jay decided to attack her, he could easily overpower her. There would be nothing she could do to resist him then.

After her response an uncomfortable silence hung between them. Jay’s unwavering eyes never left her. She could almost feel his eyes were cruising her body deliberately with undivided attention.

She tried hard to keep herself from trembling under his intense gaze. She still avoided eye contact as she told him, "Mr. Fang, I'm going to the hospital to care of my other work. So, you take some rest now." She tried to sound professional and in control but inside, her heart was palpitating nervously.

She was afraid of being close to him. It was threatening and she felt she needed to get away from him as quickly as possible.

Jay stared at her for a long moment studying her reactions. Doris was feeling uncomfortable and suddenly hot under his penetrating gaze. Then he said, "Alright. Go. But remember to return to my

side as soon as you finish your work." The truth was, Jay wanted Doris by his side just to recover fully under her professional care.

There was this nagging fear that what if he was disabled at his main part. If that was the case, his life would be meaningless and he definitely couldn’t risk that.

"Understood." Doris nodded then stood up. She gathered all her things then promptly left the room.

Doris pondered on Jay’s words as she walked out of Jay’s room. There was something wrong with Jay today. His stare was not the usual one. It was intense and it had made her so uncomfortably hot. Did he really mean to have a try with her?

What a bastard!

The whole time after that Doris couldn't focus on her work. She considered giving Jay the male enhancement product which she usually recommended to her patients. It might help him to recover.

But then after checking his allergies and other bodily symptoms, Doris found out they couldn’t be given to Jay. He would suffer from too many side-effects otherwise.

Doris was about to give up when one of her elderly lady colleagues came in.

She asked for her wellbeing at first then remarked, "Doris, did you hear that our hospital has just brought in several inflatable dolls. All the men think they are very beautiful. Can you believe it? People are always inventing means to please men. But you won't see something like that for women." She snorted. "Do you think it is because of gender discrimination?" she asked Doris.

"Not really," replied Doris. "We women are generally more reserved and men only think with what's below their waist." She let out an airy laugh. Doris didn’t know anything about the inflatable dolls. So, she couldn’t really evaluate them. Besides, she was unmarried.

The hospital was making these dolls for single men to solve their sexual problems.

There was a huge market for them.

"Well, when you say it like that, then in my opinion women are better than men," the old lady replied with a sly smile.

"Absolutely." Doris chuckled, returning the smile.

This was how Doris tackled serious situations. No matter how much she was struggling, she would find ways to make her mood light.

This characteristic of her was often misjudged by others. People often categorized her as a carefree individual.

However, in her heart, she was an independent but naive girl.

The lady then left after offering her a playful smile. The thought of gifting a doll to Jay popped up in Doris’s mind. Would he be happy if she took a doll to him? He could then test whether he had recovered or not by himself.

The soon the thought came, she sprang to her feet to act. She went to the pharmacy where the dolls were available.

When she reached the pharmacy, she saw several suitcases on the floor. The doctors were busy packing them with those newly brought inflatable dolls.

She looked at those dolls. There were so many different kinds and of course the prices varied with their qualities. But all of them served the same purpose.

"Excuse me," Doris addressed one of the doctors and asked, gesturing toward a doll near her, "how much does this doll cost?"

"$36,000," he answered briefly.

Doris grimaced hearing the price. Her eyes went wide instantly. $36,000 was a lot of money for a play doll. Of course these dolls were nothing but a kind of play thing to grown up men. She really didn't want to buy such an expensive doll for Jay. There was no way she was spending so much for him. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

"I want to buy your cheapest doll. How much would that be?" she asked, hoping the price would be feasible for her.

"This one's $3,000," the doctor said, pointing at a doll at a corner. "It's not of the good quality, but does its job just fine. It can be used for a dozen times or so." The doctor then lazily strode over to it and grabbed the doll. Then picked it up and returned to where Doris was standing.

A dozen times, eh! Doris scoffed. Jay would rather go to a night club before he agreed to use this doll.

Then she shook her head. He couldn’t do that, at least not right now. It was true that Jay was a famous playboy. But it was impossible for him to go to the nightclub now considering his condition. First of all, they needed to be assured that he had fully recovered.

Doris knew Jay would love to go to the nightclubs as soon as he recovered, because it was one of his favorite hobbies—going to the nightclubs and flirting with the women.

Normally, he would bring his own women and he would never really have sex with any of the women in those nightclubs.

He never liked making out with random women in a fear of infectious disease. He liked to stay clean for his own good.

Although Doris was reluctant, she bought the cheapest doll and asked the doctor to pack it up. The doctor obliged and handed her the deflated doll packed in a case which Doris stuffed in her bag immediately. It barely fit, but she was afraid if anybody saw it and misjudged her.

After her work in the hospital was over, she returned to Jay. She waited until he went to the bathroom. Then she inflated the doll for him and hid it in his wardrobe. She prepared it beforehand contemplating she might need it in the near future.

Around the dinner time, Doris helped Jay go downstairs gently holding his arm for support, occasionally instructing him to not move very fast.

"Slow down, Mr. Fang," Doris guided him gently.

"Have you thought about what I told you this morning?" Jay suddenly asked her. She almost froze in her tracks. Her stomach created the knot the moment he reminded her about the topic. That meant, he was in fact, being serious. Doris kept quiet. When she didn’t reply for a while, Jay continued, "I can't let you leave until I am sure that I am not disabled. Otherwise, if I find out I am disabled forever after you leave, my life would be finished. What would I do then? And if I stay like this, you’ll have to accompany me for the rest of your life. If I become disabled for the rest of my life, I need you to take care of me like you’re doing now. You'll have to stay with me forever."

Doris flinched at his words. "No. Please don't talk like that. Nothing wrong will happen to you," Doris tried to assure him. "You won't be disabled forever." Jay turned his head and looked at her with an intense gaze. Doris noticed that and gave him a half-hearted smile awkwardly. Doris had been a doctor for many years. While it was true that she had seen many men to become disabled below the waist because of an injury, she did not want that same to happen with Jay. Not just because of his sake, but because she didn’t want to be responsible for not healing it completely.

"Then as a professional doctor," Jay stated flatly, "you should do it for me." His eyes twinkled as he looked into her eyes.

Doris paused for a moment biting her lower lip. "Okay," She agreed finally, "but let's have the dinner first." Jay's eyebrows rose slightly in surprise. He wasn’t expecting her agreement, that also so soon. But Doris hid her plan from him cautiously as she helped him to the dining room.

The dinner was delicious. Doris had been with Jay for so long now that she knew all his favorite foods.

Although he liked sophisticated dining, he wasn't picky. He never refused her home cooking and Doris knew she cooked well so Jay must like them, which was why he never complained about the food.

After dinner was done, Jay sat on the sofa and flicked through the channels on the TV. Originally, he was nothing but bored.

Truthfully, he was bored more often these days than usual, because he had nothing to do than to watch TV and take a rest.

He picked up his phone on his other hand and read the comments he received from many beautiful women on social platforms. He yearned to be out and be with them as he had before. He was used to parties and nightclubs, but now he was just stuck at home. The irony of his fate!

After Doris had also eaten, she cleaned up the kitchen before finally walking into the living room where Jay was.

"Don’t you consider me man enough?" Jay asked grumpily when he saw her coming.

Doris was surprised at his question. "What do you mean? Of course you are. I have put something in your wardrobe. I suggest you take a look at it then have a try. It’s for you to know whether you’ve

recovered or not," Doris explained carefully, watching for Jay's reaction. She didn’t want to hurt his feelings in any way.

Jay caught her eyes. "Doris, why are you so hesitant about it?" He never looked away from her but put down the remote control beside him. He wasn’t letting go of the previous topic of discussion just yet. He held her gaze deliberately and waited for her answer.

"Er... Mr. Fang, l really want you to look into the wardrobe first of all. You’ll understand everything when you see it," Doris explained with pleading eyes.