Chapter 151 Absolute Control
'What? The urologist's phone number?'
Charles immediately called. "Douglas, why do you need a urologist's phone number? You're not thinking of seeing a urologist, are you? You..."
Charles was so scared he could barely speak. "Do you have a problem in that area?"
Charles recalled joking with Douglas about seeing a urologist in Oriant City, offering to set up an appointment with the most reputable specialist.
But that was just a joke from a long time ago.
Douglas was perpetually single, with no woman by his side for years. So Charles would tease him about sexual dysfunction and suggest a urologist when they reunited with childhood friends.
God, it was really just a joke. Douglas looked like he was perfectly fine in that department, after all!
He never thought Douglas would take it seriously now.
"Cut the crap. Just send me the number."
Charles was almost petrified. It took him a long time to react, mumbling to himself, "So, you really have a problem with your sexual function?"
He instantly imagined many scenarios.
'Douglas and Regina had just gotten married not long ago. If his sexual function failed in less than a year, what would Regina do in the future?'
It was a long time after Douglas hung up the phone before he received Charles' reply.
After work on Monday, Douglas didn't go home with Regina. She hadn't driven that day, so Jason took her home.
"Um... Where did Mr. Semona go?"
Regina sometimes liked to call Douglas "Mr. Semona" in private. It used to sound distant, but now it felt like a kind of intimacy.
Jason truthfully replied, "He went to the hospital."
"Hospital?" Regina immediately got nervous. "Is he feeling unwell?"
Jason honestly said, "I don't know."
He always thought Douglas was in great shape. Even though he worked tirelessly and intensely over the years, Jason had never seen Douglas break down.
"Mrs. Semona, you don't need to worry too much. It shouldn't be anything serious." Jason could only try to comfort Regina for now.
Regina couldn't stop worrying and called Douglas, only to have her call hung up on her.
Her heart started to race with anxiety, but then she received a text from Douglas. [Mrs. Semona, please wait. I'm at the hospital for a routine check-up. I'll call you back after it's done.]
'A routine check-up?' Regina finally felt relieved after hearing that.
In the doctor's office, the bespectacled urologist stared intently at Douglas, who was sitting across the desk. For a moment, he was a bit lost.
Douglas was dressed simply in a white shirt and black trousers, looking sharp and efficient.
Under the high-quality fabric, one could vaguely see the powerful muscle lines of his body.
Douglas was a man who exuded a sense of contradiction at first glance.
His physique was hormone-charged and alluring, yet he exuded a remote, unattainable chill, akin to a glacier's frost.
The doctor cleared his throat. "Sir, regarding your issue, my suggestion is to do a semen analysis first. Before the test, try to avoid smoking, drinking, and fatigue. It's best to abstain from sex for three to seven days before the test. Are you available for the test now?"
Douglas thought for a moment. His last sexual encounter with Regina was on Friday.
That night, she wore sexy lingerie that drove him wild.
It had been exactly three days since then.
Douglas said expressionlessly, "Yes."
Douglas didn't get home until nine in the evening.
Regina heard the noise and immediately got out of bed, running towards him in her soft slippers.
"Are the test results normal?"
He had said it was a routine check-up, so Regina assumed it was a physical exam.
Such physical exams should be done once or twice a year.
If there was anything abnormal, it was good to catch it early and treat it.
Douglas chuckled. "Everything's fine, perfectly normal."
"Can I see the test report?"
Douglas paused.
Regina's brow furrowed slightly.
Seeing this, Douglas gently coaxed, "I left the report in the car. Should I go get it now?"
"No need. We can look at it tomorrow. I'll ride with you to work tomorrow."
"Okay."
After that, Regina went to the walk-in closet to get him some clean clothes.
Douglas took the clothes and went to the bathroom to shower.
Regina sat on the bed waiting for him.
Douglas, after a few dozen minutes, was surprised to find Regina still sitting on the bed. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Regina's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head slightly. "I'm waiting for you."
Douglas felt that Regina seemed a bit different tonight.
He didn't say anything and lay down beside her.
He hadn't planned on doing anything tonight.
But Regina leaned into his arms, her soft hands resting on his chest. After hesitating for a moment, she started unbuttoning his pajamas.
Douglas chuckled softly. Although he held her hand, he still asked, "Do you want to make love?"
Regina didn't say much. She just insisted on unbuttoning his pajamas.
Seeing this, Douglas let go of her hand and let her continue.
In matters like this, he could lose control or maintain absolute control.
Even at the most critical moment of making love, he could pull out.
Regina took off Douglas' pajamas, her eyes falling on a scar below his chest.
She had seen this scar a long time ago.
When she asked for an explanation, Douglas had casually brushed it off with, "I accidentally got it before."
Thinking back, she felt so foolish.
How could she believe that?
How could someone accidentally get a knife scar so close to their heart?
Regina's eyes were fixed on the scar below his chest, her eyes seemingly covered with a layer of mist.
Douglas was puzzled.
Nothing had even started yet; why did she look like she was about to cry?
"Didn't you say last time that scars can be removed with surgery?"
When she injured her hand, he thought she was precious and worried about her leaving a scar, so he had comforted her with those words.
But to Douglas, it was just a scar, and it wasn't even on his face, so it wasn't a big deal.
He didn't know what Regina was thinking at the moment, so he casually said, "Mrs. Semona, do you find it ugly? If you don't like it, I can get it removed in a few days."
Regina shook her head vigorously.
If it weren't for Nicole telling her, she might never have known that the scar near his heart was actually for her.
Regina buried her head in his chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat.
That night, nothing really happened. But Douglas felt that something was off.
