Wife is a Lawyer

She must have taken philter. Maybe somebody dropped it in her drinks.

Who knows? Maybe she took it herself.

At the thought of that Peter's face grew more and more gloomy.

With a cold sneer, he made a move to leave.

Bang-

Adriana slammed the door of the bathroom open. Being wrapped in a bath towel, she stumbled and fell to the ground. Then she got up, leaned against the wall, looked at Peter, and begged for help. "Peter, could you please call a doctor for me? I feel so hot... please, call a doctor for me.

Adriana went down in agony on the ground, getting unconscious.

She was not stupid. She had figured out what was going on with her.

The heat in her body made her crave a man.

She must have taken something, but she didn't know where and when.

Peter stood there indifferently, adjusted his suit, and then slipped his hands into his pockets. He glanced down at Adriana, who was miserably sitting on the ground. "You took something and now you are suffering from it. It has taken effect, even the best doctors can't do anything about it."

He raised his eyebrows, and said, "You deserve it."

Then he turned to leave.

Adriana understood what he meant.

But if he left, she could be in danger.

"Peter, if you don't help me, I will call Alvin. I believe... I believe he would help me. If anything happened, he would take the responsibility."

She threatened Peter.

Adriana was getting unconscious, but she knew Peter hated her, so he was the least likely to take any advantage of her.

That's why she asked him for help. Otherwise, she couldn't imagine what would happen later.

Peter stopped and turned. "Are you threatening me?"

Great.

She dared to threaten him.

"No, no..." Adriana grabbed the bath towel on her body, which was in a pinkish-red color. "Help me... help me get a doctor. I beg you..."

"As I said, the drug has taken effect. There is nothing a doctor can do."

Peter said coldly with a sneer on the corner of his lips. "You have two options now. You can either find a man to satisfy your needs or cool yourself in an ice bath." "Ice bath?"

Adriana's eyes flashed slightly as if she saw a ray of hope.

She immediately picked up the phone on the night table and called Room Service in a quivery voice. "Hi, could you please send me a bucket of ice cubes? This is room 507. Please make it quick ... please. " "Sure, madam, it will be sent to you soon."

Room service responded.

Hanging up the phone, Adriana sat on the floor, resisting the inner heat and forcing herself to stay clear-headed.

"Peter, please leave..." Adriana said a little breathlessly because of the strong sense of heat, "This is my room, please leave..."

Peter stood aside, looking down at her, and said with a grin. "The room service will send ice cubes later. Do you think, based on your current state, you can carry them to the bathroom?"

In fact, Peter didn't leave because he was afraid that this cunning woman would call Alvin for help.

If they had sex, Alvin would take responsibility.

At that time, it is impossible to break them up.

Adriana sat on the floor, one hand resting against the table for support, the other grabbing the bath towel. Her bloodshot eyes flickered at Peter as if she had something to say.

They lapsed into silence. Adriana's breaths started coming out at faster rates, with low moaning leaking out between each breath.

Peter crossed his legs and sat there like a king, playing with his cellphone leisurely, as if he were testing messages.

Bang-

Suddenly, there was the sound of breaking glass.

Adriana smashed a glass on the table, picked up a broken piece of glass, and cut it on her leg, because she was on the edge of losing consciousness, and the ice cubes hadn't been delivered yet. "Hiss..."

Adriana sucked in air with a hiss, looking at the red blood bleeding from the cut on her leg. Her face twisted in pain, but her mind became clearer.

Peter was shocked by what he saw because he never thought that she would use such a brutal way to stay clear-headed.

Looking at Adriana, he frowned, and his eyes darkened.

No woman would want any cut or scar on their body. But she just cut herself with a piece of glass.

On her calf, a one-inch wound was bleeding. Red blood slowly dripped to the ground, on the white cashmere blanket.

Peter's eyes wandered slowly along her legs and up to her red cheeks.

Through those blurred eyes, he seemed to see toughness and perseverance in this woman.

There were knocks on the door.

"Miss Hale, the ice cubes you asked for are here."

A waiter brought the ice cubes and waited at the door.

Adriana looked at Peter. "Can you help me bring them in?" Her weak voice came with a hint of begging.

The man hesitated for a second, then stood and walked towards the door, and soon came back with a bucket full of ice cubes.

"Please pour them in the bathtub." She pushed against the floor and slowly stood up.

Peter lifted the bucket, walked into the bathroom, and poured all the ice cubes into the tub.

Then he came out.

"Thank you. Now you can... well... you can... leave." Adriana thanked him incoherently. Even if the pain kept her somewhat clear, it was not enough to suppress the flame inside her body. She lurched to the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and stepped into the bathtub.

The moment her hot skin touched the cold water, she could stop shivering, but she forced herself to get in.

She was tortured by the heat inside and the cold outside. She kept shivering but didn't say a word.

With curiosity, Peter walked to the door to the bathroom, looked through the gap, and saw her sitting in the tub.

He saw her shivering in the cold water and wrapped in a wet bath towel.

His beautiful eyebrows twisted, and he suddenly felt guilty about telling her the idea.

He knew exactly how she felt right now.

But those were the only options.

However, the ice water could damage the human body. He had been in it once, which was like an unadulterated hell for a man like him.

Not to mention for a woman.

Besides, soaking in the ice water for several hours could hurt a woman's body badly, cause infertility due to the damage to the womb, and even freeze her to death.

As time went by, Peter started to struggle.

He had never worried about anything, but now he was worried about the woman in the bathroom.

Half an hour passed rapidly.

He couldn't help but slammed the bathroom door open, rushed in, and pull Adriana out of the water, "Are you crazy? Do you know that you are going to kill yourself?" When he touched her skin, he felt extremely cold. Her face was deadly pale, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

"It has nothing to do with you."

She said in a shaky voice and tried to push him away.

But the next second, she was carried on his shoulder, taken out of the bathroom, and thrown onto the bed.