Dixie Chapman went through ninety-nine surgical vaginal reconstruction procedures before she succeeded.
That evening, she endured the ache and did it with Atticus Reid.
Suddenly, he stopped moving and spoke in a rough voice, “A little dry.”
After saying that, he rolled aside, left the bed, and headed toward the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of water running, leaving Dixie slightly disappointed, along with a feeling of blaming herself.
Once she placed an order for lubricant on eBay, she rose to shower, yet she unexpectedly heard Atticus on a call.
“I’ll come see you tomorrow night. Tonight I need to stay with her.”
Dixie’s hand on the door froze briefly. Could Atticus be cheating?
Impossible.
She quickly rejected the suspicion.
Even if the entire world turned away from her, Atticus would not.
He was her neighbor brother, two years older than her. They had grown up side by side since childhood.
When Dixie was only five, Atticus, two years older, brought her a stolen family heirloom.
“Mom told me this bracelet is for my future wife. Here, I’ll place it on your wrist.”
From that moment on, he became Dixie’s guardian, shielding her everywhere.
When Dixie turned thirteen, doctors declared she was a “stone girl,” and Mrs. Reid said sorrowfully, “A stone girl can’t have babies. What should we do now?”
Atticus showed no worry. “Then we’ll just live as a DINK couple! In this life, the only woman I’ll marry is Dixie!”
He stayed true to his promise and even hurt himself to show his firm decision to his family.
The Reid family ranked among the wealthiest families in Jefferson City and could not lack a successor.
After the engagement was confirmed, Dixie started undergoing artificial vaginal reconstruction procedures.
The operation involved serious danger, and healing afterward was extremely painful. Atticus had objected many times.
“Don’t go through with it, Dixie. If necessary, I’ll just ask my parents to have another child!”
Faced with the man who loved her wholeheartedly, Dixie began to cry. “But I want to bear a baby that belongs to both of us…”
Hearing those words, Atticus finally stopped resisting.
He stayed by her side through all ninety-nine surgeries.
The rushing water in the bathroom ended abruptly, pulling Dixie from her thoughts to the present moment.
Atticus came out of the bathroom, ignored her completely, and walked directly downstairs.
Dixie’s heart gave a sudden jump. It was so late, where was he going now?
Without bothering to wear shoes, she ran downstairs barefoot. “Atticus, where are you going?”
Atticus opened the door, took the paper bag from the deliveryman, and looked at her calmly, his tone unusually soft.
“It’s this late, where could I go? Your favorite cherriesyou love are in season, so I bought them for you.”
He moved to the island counter and carefully rinsed the cherries.
Watching the man’s tall, straight figure, Dixie quietly breathed in relief.
He loved her too much. It was impossible for him to be unfaithful.
Once Atticus was done washing the cherries, he realized Dixie wasn’t wearing any shoes.
With one arm, he picked her up and brought the cherries upstairs. “It is getting cooler. Walking barefoot will make you catch a cold.”
Catching the familiar cool woody smell from him, Dixie’s restless heart slowly settled.
As expected, she had been overthinking.
.…
Dixie rested in Atticus’s arms, eating the cherries he gave her and dropping the seeds into his hand.
He watched her without blinking, his eyes still full of warmth.
Dixie’s face turned red. After taking a deep breath, she softly said, “Atticus, how about… we try once more?”
She knew he had not been satisfied earlier.
Atticus paused for a second, then soon smiled and declined. “No. You only had surgery recently. Wait until you recover completely.”
Dixie’s breath caught, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
He was obviously thinking about her, but somehow she still felt uneasy.
Seeing that she looked upset, Atticus leaned closer. “What’s wrong, not happy? Or did I fail to please you earlier?”
“Of course not.” Dixie hurried to say, “I only wanted to make you feel happier…”
Atticus laughed quietly and wrapped his arms around her. “Once you recover, we’ll have plenty of time.”
Dixie’s cheeks turned very red, and she softly replied, “Hmm.”
That night, they held each other and slept as usual.
When Dixie woke the next morning, Atticus was already gone from her side.
Thirty minutes later, she received a friend request from Jennifer Steinfeld.
[Did you fail to please Atticus last night? He just wanted me twice. My legs are still weak.]
Dixie’s eyes shook as she stared, unable to believe it.
Jennifer, the wealthy young lady, had always been one of Atticus’s admirers.
After failing to win his heart, she once aimed her anger at Dixie instead.
“You, a cold woman, not only can’t you have children, you can’t even satisfy him in bed. What right do you have to marry him?”
Jennifer had spoken many harsh words like that.
This time, it had to be another trick!
Dixie did her best to settle her emotions. Just as she planned to block the person, she accidentally agreed to the request.
The next moment, Jennifer sent over a video.
[Since you don’t have much experience, I’ll kindly show you some positions. Study well. Atticus enjoys it most when I do it this way.]
Dixie could not stop herself from opening the video. From the speaker came Atticus’s familiar voice.
“Baby, bend your waist a little more, press your legs together… yes, just like that.”
The girl in the video had long hair, a seductive body, and a blushing face. It was Jennifer.
As time moved forward second by second, all the color left Dixie’s face. She pressed her lips so tightly that they turned white.
If she had not witnessed it herself, she would never have accepted that Atticus had really betrayed her.
Her phone kept shaking with every video sent by Jennifer.
Dixie could not hold herself back and watched them one after another, seeing Atticus hold her closely and act warmly with her, as if she were hurting herself by watching.
[These training videos are my wedding gift for you. Wishing you a joyful marriage.]
Dixie felt as if knives were stabbing into her heart. Tears fell down like scattered pearls, dropping onto the diamond ring on her left ring finger.
Atticus had placed this ring on her finger himself when he proposed to her half a month earlier.
Under the sunlight, the ten-carat pink diamond shone intensely, its light hurting Dixie’s eyes.
“Dixie, this will be the last surgery. Whether it works or not, you will still become my wife. I will never be unfaithful to you in this life!”
His voice still echoed in her ears, though now it only sounded like sarcasm.
She quickly pulled off the ring and slammed it onto the floor.
Tears streamed down as her body shook without control.
Atticus, since you broke your promise, there is no need for this wedding!
