Chapter Six.

“Her parents knew I never wanted her as a wife. Isa knows herself. She knows that I have always wanted her sister and not her.

We just had an agreement.”

“What kind of agreement?” Raymond asked a bit perplexed.

“She got married to me to save her brother's life and take my company's name to the top.”

Douglas smacked his lips at his last words and shot a glance at his wrist watch.

“I think I will get going now. I need to catch up on something.” He said and turned to leave. Just then, Doctor Miles walked out from the theater wearing a tiresome look.

He reached out his hands and shook the two men, “Congratulations! She will be fine.”

At the end of Doctor Miles’s words was a long, gloomy look.

“Is it alright, if we go in and see her?”

“I am sorry…I don't think she would recognize any of you.” Doctor Miles dropped what sounded like a bombshell.

Douglas didn't seem concerned but he needed to listen to know his next plans.

“What do you mean, Doctor Miles? Are you trying to say that she lost her memory during the accident?” Raymond asked, nerve-wrecked.

“The brain injuries she sustained during the accident were deep. We tried to stitch them in good order but I fear it would do something to her memory.”

Doctor Miles sighed, never been heart-wrecked in a patient's case more than this.

“She will wake up soon. Let's wait for a day, two or three, hopefully.” Doctor Miles sighed and trotted off. 

A deafening silence drifted into the space between Douglas and Raymond. Douglas turned around to leave. He wanted to get home before Evelyn woke up and didn't find him.

“Since I have nothing more to do here, I will get going.”

Raymond bit his lips at his words.

“How could you be so Cruel to your own wife? All this happened because of your Goddamn ass floricking around with your wife's sister.” He slammed with his fists clenched.

“Don't call it floricking because we are getting married soon.” Douglas said, curving up his lips into a smirk.

Raymond raised a brow. Like, huh?

“At least, wait till she recovers.” Raymond swallows a lump at the end of his words.

Douglas burst into a fit of laughter. Raymond asking him to wait for Isa to recover felt like he would be waiting forever.

What exactly does he mean by wait? Wait for Isa here till she wakes up in what might seem like a day, two or three or wait for Isa to recover before making wedding plans with Evelyn?

“You know what? You can have her. I am quite sure you will get tired and send her away.”

“Last girl you dated was the president's daughter. And last time I checked, Isa is not your kind of girl.”

“Even though we are both fighting over Walter Enterprises, I will advise you not to go for that bunch of bad luck.” Douglas hissed irritably and disappeared out of Raymond's sight.

He drove to his quarters and met Evelyn wearing a sad look. He advanced towards her, sighing regrettably. 

“I am sorry, Babe.” He said, patting her shoulders.

“I could have stayed by your side till you woke up but I went to the hospital.”

“Hospital?” Evelyn asked angrily and jerked her body away from his reach.

“The documents earlier on the entrance was her. She witnessed us having s*x and ran into a speeding car on her way out.”

“The accident was really fatal. The Doctor said she might lose her memory.” His words didn't sound despondent.

Silence reigned for a moment. Evelyn was searching for the right words.

Finally, “Wouldn't it be better if she lost her memory. I mean, it would be great if she can't remember any of us or what she witnessed before the accident.”

Douglas eyes widened in amazement.

“You are such a genius. I never thought losing her memory would be a free coupon on our side.” He added with a smirk.

He waved his head abruptly, jolted back by something.

“I don't think it will be a free coupon for us. Who will run the company in her absence? There are so many pages unturned, who will play her role?” He asked, a storm of worry swept past his face.

“I will take over, sweetheart. Have you forgotten that my Dad runs a company? I will ask for his directions. Moreover, we already have the signed contract Documents with us.” 

On the bed they laid, Evelyn slowly crawled up to his body. He raised his brows satisfactorily at her.

“I am so impressed. How could I get my ass worried when I have a princess before me.” He responded with a grunt as she pressed hard on his belt.

Another grunt escaped through his lips as she sat on his groin. He pushed backwards until he hit the headboard.

“I am so happy, sweetheart. Everything is falling in as we planned.” 

Evelyn whispered, steading her hungry gaze at his abs, though he was still putting on his shirt. She pursed her lips, as if asking for permission to take it off.

Showing off her wry smile with hips swaying underneath, she started undoing his buttons.

“Babe c'mon, we have done this multiple times today.” Douglas said, breathless as she ran her fingers over his chest.

“I can't get enough of you, sweetheart. I like the way you hit me hard.” 

Evelyn licked her lips after biting it hard.

He couldn't wait till the end of her words and grabbed her shoulder. He pinned her down to the bed and looked into her face.

Her fingers were still running across his sweaty chest.

He slammed his lips over hers and absent-mindedly undressed her.

The room became hot from moans and grunts.

“Promise you are going to give her a divorce once she is back from the hospital.” Evelyn cried as he forcefully pulled his hard dick inside her.

“And the good news is that she lost her memory. You will introduce me as your sister so that my regular visits won't look suspicious.”

“Ahhh…” She moaned, clutching her arms tightly around him.

“Yeah, princess. I will do everything you say.” Douglas finally grunts and drops low on the bed, beside her.