"Can't you help me out?" Theo's deep voice rang out.
Theo was my husband. We had lived together for so many years, and we would continue to do so for a long time in the future. He would fall sick, and I would too. We had to look after each other regardless of how awkward things might get.
After preparing myself mentally, I exhaled lightly and walked over. Then, I headed into the washroom with him.
Theo stood still as I bit my lip and reached out to unbuckle his belt. After that, I pulled down the zipper of his pants.
Just when I was about to proceed with the next step, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and spoke to me in a husky voice, "Alright, let me do it myself."
I let out a sigh of relief and left the washroom at once.
Theo had thrown his phone onto the bed as soon as he walked into the room. It was vibrating non-stop right now.
I walked over and looked at who was calling. The call was from Cindy. She must have known about Theo's injury and was calling him to express her concern.
I did not pick up the call, but Cindy did not give up either.
Theo was still in the washroom. I felt rather annoyed, so I shouted out, "Theo, you have a call."
"Pick it up for me."
I did not feel like picking it up, but Cindy would continue calling if I did not pick up the call. It was way too annoying.
Therefore, I finally chose to pick up the call.
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