Being Mrs Spence

Florence sat up, turned to him and said.

“One more word from you again and I’m out of here. You have a gym house, go and exercise there but if you disturb me again, I will be out of here.

Cole did not bother her again. After sometime he dozed off.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Florence turned and stare at him.

She used to be very much in love with Cole but not again.

Looking at him now, she does not know what exactly she feels.

Maybe pity was what she has for him.

Florence couldn’t see Maxwell on Saturday, she promised him again the following weekend

Maxwell had been patient, really hoping she will come back to him. He’s patient were almost running out but she’s kept persuading.

The only problem now is that Cole’s healing process was taking longer than usual.

Cole on the other knew that Florence may probably leave him if she discover that he can do majority of things dependably.

He decided that he will continue to pretend just to have Florence stay with him.

The weekend she promised to go and see Maxwell came. that Friday night, she and Cole were as usual having their romantic fun

While they were at it, Florence mentioned Maxwell name twice.

Cole suddenly felt irritated with her

“Max… Max your ex? You just mentioned his name twice Florence. What the hell is wrong with you… we’re making love as married couples do and instead of moaning my name you are calling your ex instead…

Florence acted all surprised.

“Did I? No… I didn’t. It was your name I called… you probably did not hear me well.”

Cole later continued but Florence called Maxwell’s name for the third time and even more clearer.

Cole angrily pushed her off the bed, she fell and quickly stood up, took the glass cup that Cole used to take his meds and broke it on his head.

“Just giving you little dose of your own medicine and you can’t take it… Coward. Those times you Kept calling Marina’s name during sex, I asked you to stop because it drives me insane having my husband thinking of another woman while on top of me. You didn’t stop so I decided to overlooked and endure it instead. The table is turned now and you can’t even endure it like I did. Hurry and get back on your feet, let me know what I want to do with my life.

Florence clean herself. She ignored both the small blood running down Cole’s forehead where she smashed the glass cup and the pitiful look on his face as she took a blanket and left the room.

When she returned back to the room in the morning, Cole was lying on the ground close to the bathroom.

Florence went to him, lifted him up and realized he was wet.

“What’s this… whaaa… you pee on yourself… oh my God! But since three weeks now, you go to the bathroom sometimes on your own, with the help of your cane. Why didn’t you call me since you needed help..

Cole didn’t reply, she helped him to the bathroom instead.

She quickly hit up water, pulled off his cloths and scrubbed him up with the hot water.

Ever since he got better, Cole will always tell her not to bother, he wasn’t handicap. He will bath himself and do other personal things on his own.

But he allowed Florence to attend to him without a word that morning.

He watched her treating him like a baby, before helping him to the bed.

He loves and enjoys every of it.

If that’s what will keep his wife from leaving then he will continue to apply it.

She helped him get dressed before covering him up with a duvet as he lay down.

Florence cleaned up the room while Cole watched.

He has deliberately did what he did to get Florence pity and it works.

He has used the bathroom confidently before without help on numerous occasions.

“I’m sorry, I thought you were mad at me that was why I couldn’t call. I was actually going before I suddenly fell and I couldn’t get up. I remain there for over five hours…

Florence opened her eyes shocked when he said five hours.

“I’m sorry too Cole. Maybe I shouldn’t have left you alone. I was truly pissed with the way you threw me off to the ground…. but don’t try that next time or I will do worst than just breaking a cup on your head…

She went downstairs and later came back with a hot coffee, just the way he likes his coffee.

They stayed in bed talking, and one thing lead to another and they got intimate again.

While they were still at it, there was a knock on the door.

It was Lizbeth.

“Mrs Spence, you have visitors. Susan your sister and the man with her said his name is Maxwell. They are sitting downstairs…

Florence quickly got off from Cole.

She wondered why Susan brought Maxwell to the house.

How will she face him now.