Chapter: 173
"When did this start?" he cried emotionally. “Is it in the early or the late stages?”
Caden remained silent, resisting the urge to engage.
Why bother conversing with an imbecile?
The doctor, meanwhile, pressed his fingers more firmly against Caden's wrist, his brow furrowing in concentration. “I assumed your pale complexion was from general weakness, but it seems you're suffering from significant stress."
Gerry heaved a sigh, relieved to hear that it wasn't some dire, life -threatening condition after all.
The doctor, not missing a beat, asked, “Is your sex life normal?"
His tone was so casual, it was as if he were asking about the weather.
Caden responded just as coolly. “Yes.”
Gerry's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Could he have misheard?
Hank, standing nearby, looked equally stunned. Caden? A normal sex life?
Since when?
The doctor's fingers twitched slightly, a shadow of skepticism crossing his face. "How frequently?"
Caden flicked a glance in Alicia's direction, a small, almost imperceptible smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "At least once a day."
Alicia's heart skipped a beat.
"Once a day?" she thought to herself, her mind racing. "And why's he looking at me like that? I'm not part of this equation!"
Finally, the doctor released Caden's wrist, his expression unreadable.
Gerry, ever curious, pressed on. "So, what's wrong with him, Doc?"
The doctor replied with a sigh, “He's not being entirely truthful, so I can't give an accurate diagnosis. The last time I felt a pulse like this, it was from someone who'd never been intimate with anyone."
Caden stiffened, his calm exterior faltering for a split second.
“Seriously, doc?" he cursed inwardly. “No need to expose me Like that."
Gerry's lips curled into a sneer. “Why're you lying to the doctor, Caden? Just answer his questions!"
Without missing a beat, Caden turned the tables, his voice steady.
"How many times a day do you do it, Gerry?"
Gerry went silent, momentarily lost for words.
Caden didn't stop there. "At least I'm not a virgin. How about you, Mr. Hopkins? What age did you finally lose yours?"
Gerry's face flushed with frustration, his brows furrowed in agitation. "There's a lady here! Keep it down!" he snapped, trying to regain control of the conversation.
Unfazed, Caden smirked and taunted, "Your reaction says it all. Still a virgin, huh?"
Gerry stood there, struck silent by the jab.
His mouth opened, but no words came out as he turned hastily to Alicia, his face a mix of embarrassment and desperation. “He's just spouting nonsense. Don't listen to him!"
Alicia, her expression cool and composed, merely nodded as if she hadn't heard a word. As if on cue, her phone set off an alarm, and she quickly pressed it against her ear to “answer” it.