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“Besides, your problem is not an issue at all. Cold showers will offer a similar effect.”
Jeremy had tried taking cold showers in a futile attempt to rein in his uncontrollable desire for Alyssa, which had scared even himself. He had spiraled out of control, leading to the incident last night.
In the heat of the moment, all he had in mind was to dominate a woman as prideful as Alyssa, reducing her to crying and begging for mercy under him. He was too out of it and hot-blooded to process her pleas.
Every time he touched her, he couldn’t hold back his feelings. Considering the mental pressure Justin had exerted on him, he feared that he might snap again soon. Yet, he could not afford to hurt Alyssa anymore.
“I’ll take the medication. Which one would you recommend?” Jeremy was resolved with his decision.
“How about I prescribe you some medication with sedative effects? That will reduce the negative impact on your health. I believe that the sedative effects might calm your nerves from high libido,” the doctor proposed.
“Very well,” Jeremy agreed. Pursing his lips, he added, “Please schedule a vasectomy for me as well.”
The doctor’s jaw fell when he heard Jeremy’s request, particularly knowing his relationship with Alyssa Taylor, the heiress of Belbanks’ most elite family. Why did Jeremy decide on a vasectomy when the couple was young and childless?
“I know what you’re thinking.” Jeremy, feeling a stabbing pain in his chest, said glumly, “We lost a child to miscarriage due to my neglect. Because of that incident, she is now infertile. If so, I would like to join her. If she can’t have kids, I will get my vasectomy as well. I shall never dream of having children.”
The doctor’s eyes widened in shock at the depth of Jeremy’s affection for Alyssa. Jeremy slowly rose from his seat and repeated, “Please arrange for the vasectomy. I want it done as soon as possible.”
After leaving the men’s health specialist, Jeremy inhaled deeply before making his way to Alyssa’s room. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and spun around.
“Seems like you’ve forgotten everything you learned from military school.” Axel, leaning against a pillar with folded arms, studied Jeremy carefully not far away.
Jeremy’s eyes widened in surprise. Either he was too focused on thoughts about Alyssa to notice Axel tailing him, or Axel¡ªan elite special agent¡ªwas exceptionally brilliant at covertly tracking the others.
“Why are you seeing a men’s health specialist? Something wrong down there?” Axel walked up to Jeremy, a playful gaze traveling from Jeremy’s eyes to his crotch. “I’ve seen that thing of yours. You had an erection even when you were unconscious. It certainly doesn’t seem useless.”
Jeremy’s expression froze in awkwardness. Was he supposed to thank Axel for that remark?
Right then, a nurse approached Jeremy and handed him a form. “Mr. Walsh, please keep this form safe. Do come to the hospital at 9:00 am tomorrow for the surgery.”
Jeremy accepted the form with a nod. After the nurse left, Axel grabbed the form from Jeremy. Upon taking a better look, he screamed, “Are you getting a vasectomy?”
Jeremy felt flustered at Axel’s loud disclosure of his medical information in public. Axel, realizing he had been too loud, stopped himself and dragged Jeremy to a quiet corner for a talk. He questioned, “Dude, what’s going on?”
“You’re aware of Lyse’s condition. If I get a vasectomy, she won’t feel as guilty about her inability to conceive. Plus, it’ll serve as a personal reminder to respect her boundaries,” Jeremy stated flatly, trying to sound nonchalant about it.
However, Axel shrewdly saw through Jeremy’s thoughts. Gripping Jeremy’s forearm firmly, he almost dug his fingers in. “Jeremy, seriously? You’re not that petty, are you? I was a bit harsh to you before this because I was worried for Lyse. Considering what you did to her, can’t I express my concerns as her brother? But you don’t have to castrate yourself over it!”
Jeremy couldn’t hold back his laugh. “A vasectomy has nothing to do with impotence. You’re overworrying. I admit I went overboard last night. That’s why I felt the need to take proactive steps for Lyse’s sake.”
Axel finally dropped his cheekiness and adopted a serious look. “Jeremy Walsh, do you not want to have kids with Lyse?”
“Let’s drop the topic.” Jeremy avoided the topic that remained a painful memory. His heart missed a beat.
“Since learning about her infertility, I’ve been tirelessly searching for treatments abroad. I haven’t found one yet, but I haven’t given up,” Axel lamented. “How can you see her as barren when I’m still fighting for it? Do you truly believe she’s destined to be childless in this life?”
Jeremy drew a deep breath. The pain ripped through his chest. Of course he wanted to be a father. He dreamed of being Alyssa’s husband and the father to their child. But his past mistakes, grave and inhumane, had robbed her of the chance to become a mother¡ªit was God’s punishment for his past naivety and reckless behavior.
“I’m not alone in doing this. I’ve heard that Jonah and Julien are exploring treatment options in Mosgravia,” said Axel.
Placing a hand firmly on Jeremy’s shoulder, Axel fixed a burning gaze on the latter. “Even if you can’t figure out something at the moment, you should never give up. A miracle is another word for effort.
“If you get a vasectomy, you won’t stand any chance of becoming a father! You can’t take my words to heart, or you’ll find it tough to fit into our family once you’re married to Lyse! My brothers are no less blunt than I am.”
“I got it. Thank you, Axel.” Jeremy exchanged a smile with him. Feeling relieved, Axel tore the form in half.
Alyssa fell asleep after receiving the IV infusion. Jeremy waited until she woke up before sending her home.
Axel showed up in Solana City unannounced for two reasons¡ªto visit Alyssa and to attend Angelina’s funeral, having received an invitation from Landon.
Axel slept in the guest bedroom that night while Alyssa and Jeremy cuddled in their bed.
Jeremy let Alyssa rest her head on his arm while occasionally kissing her on her forehead, which was no longer hot to touch. Fortunately, her fever seemed to have reduced in intensity.
Languid and flushed, she purred as she nestled comfortably in his arms. Her vulnerable state and misty eyes stirred a desire within him to conquer her, but he firmly refused to act upon it. The deeper his love, the more he needed to exert self-control.
“Did Axel… tell you any nonsense?” Alyssa couldn’t help but worry, knowing that Axel took after Winston’s foul mouth.
He shook his head and tucked her in. “Rest early and get well soon. We need to get up early the day after.”
“Right. We need to attend Angelina’s funeral.” A pang of sorrow pierced through her. Her tears started to well. “The recent events are tragic. I really hope nothing of that sort repeats. I want happiness for everyone.”
“Of course, Lyse. We’ll all be happy,” he mumbled, kissing her soft lips.
“Seeing Axel’s aversion today, I think he’ll never get over the grudge.” She pouted in frustration.
Jeremy weighed his words before inquiring, “Lyse, did Madam Colene… really.”
“Yes. Colene willingly removed her uterus.” However, Alyssa had flashbacks of the time she vehemently opposed Colene from joining the family. Looking forlorn, she confessed, “No. Actually, I forced her to.
“I insulted her badly to stop her from marrying into our family. I, too, looked down on her origins. Not only that, I accused her of social climbing, of manipulating Winston’s power to whitewash her family’s connections to the gang, and of splitting up KS Group’s assets.
“To prove that she wasn’t after Winston’s wealth, she removed her uterus and cut ties with her father. She hasn’t visited home since.”
Jeremy quietly listened to Colene’s story with a heavy heart. At the same time, he gently stroked Alyssa’s hair to offer solace.
“Even now, I can’t say if her decision was right. But I can’t blame or resent her because, just like Mandy and Lyla, she was good to Winston, my brothers, and me.” Tears brimmed in her eyes. “That’s why I feel that I’m the guilty one. My youthful brazenness might have denied Colene her chance at motherhood. And karma has caught up with me now.”
Jeremy hurriedly silenced her. Breathing heavily, he felt like he had been stabbed various times in the chest. “Lyse, please don’t say so. You’re not at fault. If there’s karmic retribution, it should fall on me instead.”
She gave him a moist peck on the palm of his hand. “Your ‘karma’ has caught up with you¡ªyou’re stuck with me forever, and I can be a difficult woman.”
The hedonist party at Millennium continued past midnight. Meanwhile, Jameson was negotiating a significant deal with a Tsulu buyer.
Should Jameson succeed in exporting his new drugs to Tsulu and cornering the market, it would mark a significant breakthrough. His business stood to double, if not triple, in no time.
Once the demand steadily grew, so would his supply. The projected profits would be nothing short of astronomical.
Jameson engaged in a drinking session with the Tsulu buyer, switching seamlessly between Grunslandish and Tsulian with an air of grace. One wondered if he was born a refined man or if it was a skill honed by years of serving sir.
Despite being a gentleman on the surface, Jameson had committed atrocious crimes in the shadows.
Their drinking session was interrupted by a knock on the door. Carl shuffled into the lounge and whispered into Jameson’s ear, “Mr. Schmidt, a member of the Lovelace family has arrived.”
The light in Jameson’s eyes dimmed when he learned about it. “Make him wait for me in another lounge.”
After settling the other client, Jameson took some time off to join Aidan at the lounge next door.
Right after he opened the door, Aidan, who was drinking alcohol to calm his nerves, shot up and rushed up to him.
Aidan glared at him. “What went wrong? Why did people die from it?”
“Mr. Aidan, I’m afraid I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Jameson wondered with a calm smile, a stark contrast to Aidan’s panic.
Although no one else was in the lounge, Aidan made sure to speak in a whisper, “Are there quality issues with the latest delivery you provided for me? I distributed it just twice, and people had been overdosing and dying on it.”
Still smiling, Jameson brushed off Aidan’s worries. “Drugs are poison. Isn’t it normal for addicts to die from overdosing?”
“But I have not seen a man who went crazy and dropped dead after taking it twice!”
“Well, now you have.”
Aidan turned white. He grabbed Jameson by the collar and snarled, “Jameson Schmidt, you’d better not mess with me! You’ll not get off the hook if something happens to me! You and I are in the same boat.
If I go down, I’ll make sure to take you with me!”
“Look at you. You’re too impatient. It’s rather ominous to casually throw around the mentions of death.” The smile on Jameson’s face froze. He shoved Aidan away without warning before smoothing the creases on his shirt.
He explained, “That drug is a new product locally and abroad. It’s very normal for users to feel sick after taking it for the first time.”
“What do we do now? I heard that a man who took this drug went crazy, collapsed, and died on the streets. It was like epilepsy!” Gravely concerned, Aidan fretted, “The police will definitely perform an autopsy on him and trace it back to Lovelace Pharmaceuticals. What are we going to do, then?”
“I asked you to sell the drugs to the underground gangs in Solana City and other cities, didn’t I?” Jameson settled gracefully on the couch and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He calmly added, “The man who died was from The Ivory Gang. He was a menace before his death. God knows what he’d taken before he took your drugs. The police won’t bat an eye about people like him.” “H-How could you be so sure?” Still skeptical, Aidan argued, “It’s still a death, and it happened on the street! How could the police turn a blind eye to the case?”
Jameson shook his head with a contemptuous smile. Joseph Lovelace proved his brains by expanding the company business just on pharmaceutical sales. In comparison, his eldest son, Aidan, seemed like a total dunce.
