Chapter 260 Syphilis
The old man bit down on her clitoris, grinding his teeth against it.
Anna's body arched, and she woke up instantly. Seeing the old man licking her private parts, she froze, utterly shocked and in disbelief. "Was that... was that not a dream?"
"Of course, it wasn't a dream." The old man replied.
His face smeared with her fluids, released her clitoris from his mouth. He switched to using his hand, while his other hand grabbed a bottle of cold water from the nearby table and pressed it against Anna's anus, grinning wickedly.
"Let me go! I'll report you for rape!" Anna broke down, crying hysterically.
"I'm helping you. How is this rape?" The old man shook his head, seemingly pained, then buried his head in Anna's large breasts, licking them hungrily.
"I won't report you. Just let me go!" Anna sobbed. She had dated many boyfriends, but none were as aggressive as this old man. She couldn't take it anymore; she was on the verge of breaking.
The old man didn't persist. He pulled up his pants and walked to the corner of the infirmary, grabbing a phone from a shelf. He turned the screen towards Anna and pressed play.
Immediately, the phone's speaker began playing Anna's moans.
"You... you recorded this?" Anna was furious, wanting to kill the old man.
"How could I not? What if you really reported me?" The old man, holding the phone confidently, squeezed Anna's breast hard. "I took good care of you. Come find me if you want more."
Shame, anger, and disgust overwhelmed Anna. The nauseating smell of the infirmary made her want to vomit. She couldn't understand how she had endured the old man's assault.
But now, she had no time to think. She needed to get the video back. As the daughter of the Stuart family, she couldn't afford such a scandal!
Anna reached for the phone, trying to delete the video. She lunged at the old man, but after two intense orgasms, her legs were weak, and she had no strength left. Her actions looked more like she was throwing herself into his arms.
Not only did she fail to get the phone back, but the old man also took advantage of her again.
At that moment, there was a noise outside the door. This time, it wasn't just someone opening the door; it was the sound of a key turning in the lock.
Asher was back!
Anna looked at the old man in terror, but he calmly hid in a cabinet in the corner, closing the door behind him. As the door opened, Asher walked in.
"Anna, you're awake." Asher smiled gently, concern in his eyes. "Did you rest well?"
Anna lifted her head, forcing a smile, but the shadow in her heart weighed heavily on her. Asher seemed to sense her unease and approached her, asking with concern, "You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine," Anna replied softly, trying to hide her fear.
Asher wasn't convinced by her dismissive answer and showed more concern. "If you feel unwell, make sure to tell me."
Anna nodded but didn't dare say a word. She couldn't let Asher know that she had just had wild sex with an old man, who was now hiding in a cabinet less than 15 feet away from him.
"It's getting late. Let me take you back," Asher said with a smile, extending his hand to her.
Anna stood up, her legs still weak, but she forced herself to walk. They left the infirmary together, the hallway silent except for their footsteps.
"You know, I've always thought you were strong," Asher said softly as they walked. "It is truly remarkable that you have managed to persevere in such circumstances."
He muttered to himself inwardly, 'Engaging in intimacy with that repulsive old man while maintaining a composed demeanor. Anna, you truly are resilient.'
Anna was too preoccupied with her own feelings to notice that Asher wasn't walking as closely to her as he had before. He was now keeping a distance of about two feet. If she had paid attention to Asher's expression, she would have seen the disgust in his eyes.
When they reached the cell door, Anna finally calmed down.
She didn't understand why she had lost control, but she felt it was worth it for such an intense experience. For making her feel so good, she thought she might spare the old man's life once she got out.
Anna returned to her cell, completely unaware of the malice in Asher's lowered eyes.
He thought, 'Anna, your retribution is coming. Just wait.'
Perhaps because of Asher's presence, no other inmates bothered Anna during this time.
However, her health deteriorated. She often felt tired and weak, and even Lyanna noticed something was off. Although Lyanna wished Anna would disappear, she had heard Asher explain the situation and was worried that Anna might be contagious. She watched Anna with a mix of disgust and caution.
Lyanna noticed changes in Anna's skin. It seemed Anna had been infected. Then she immediately reported it.
In the prison infirmary, the doctor conducted a thorough examination of Anna.
After taking her medical history and performing a physical exam, the doctor suspected she might have a sexually transmitted disease, possibly syphilis.
Then, blood tests confirmed it.
The doctor, looking serious, told her, "You have syphilis. You need immediate treatment."
At that moment, Anna felt like her entire world was falling apart.
Her heart sank, shock and despair intertwining, making it hard for her to breathe. Her mind went blank; she had never imagined contracting such a disease.
Who infected her?
It had to be that old man! It had to be him!
Anna gripped the edge of the bed tightly, her nails digging into the wood, trying to calm herself. She regretted it. When she got out, she would make sure the old man paid dearly!
The doctor added, "Fortunately, it's in the early stages and can be treated. If it progresses, it could lead to cardiovascular and neurological damage, which would be much more serious."
Anna felt overwhelmed, suffocating under a wave of helplessness and fear.
With such a disease, how could she ever hold her head high in Lakeside Haven? How could she maintain her status in high society?
Anna's expression was so twisted that the doctor quickly tried to comfort her. "We'll arrange treatment for you as soon as possible. Don't worry too much."
Given the highly contagious nature of the disease, Anna couldn't stay in the prison.
After some discussion, the prison decided to transfer Anna to a specialized hospital for further examination and treatment.
On the way to the hospital, Anna looked at the receding prison gates, her mind replaying her experiences there. Hatred filled with her mind.
Once she regained her freedom, those who had humiliated her would not escape her wrath.
They would all pay!
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