CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 65: 35 DAYS WITHOUT MARITAL INTIMACY

The next day, Stella Grant woke up feeling in good spirits.

But she had already forgotten about getting drunk and didn’t know that Aiden Fordham had been kept up all night by her antics.

Supporting herself against the wall, she slowly made her way to the top of the stairs.

Just as she steadied herself, a figure appeared at the bottom.

It was Aiden Fordham, looking up at her.

In a few strides, he was up the stairs and in front of her.

He bent down, habitually lifting her up with ease.

This time, Stella Grant didn’t struggle.

She quietly leaned against his chest, letting him carry her downstairs. The familiar scent enveloped her, bringing on a wave of indescribable complexity.

In the living room, Keegan Lindsey was already there.

"Good morning, ma’am."

Keegan greeted her with a respectful smile.

Behind him was a round object, about sixty centimeters tall.

It was black and white, designed like a chibi panda. Around its neck and stomach, a faint blue light shimmered, giving it a high-tech look.

Stella Grant’s gaze was immediately drawn to it.

Was this The Fordham Group’s [Family Doctor]?

A family-style disease detection smart device, also known as [D].

"Is this D?" she exclaimed, having only seen conceptual images before; she hadn’t expected the real thing to be so... cute.

It looked nothing like a medical device and more like a children’s educational robot.

Aiden Fordham’s voice came from above her, with a hint of a smile.

He gently set her down in front of D, "You’ve been keeping track of what’s going on with the company?"

Stella Grant felt her cheeks warm and averted her gaze, "It’s The Fordham Group’s new product, mentioned in the financial news."

She had indeed paid attention.

The Fordham Group had heavily invested in intelligent medical technology, and this [D] was considered a groundbreaking product.

Aiden Fordham picked up a remote control and pressed it towards the panda-shaped robot.

"It stores over three hundred basic case models and can conduct preliminary screenings through facial scans, tongue coating analysis, and even blood samples."

Stella Grant’s eyes lit up, "So amazing? Can I, can I give it a try?"

She moved in closer, curiously examining the round [D].

Aiden Fordham raised an eyebrow, "Of course you can."

He pressed the button on the remote again.

[D]’s round eyes lit up with a blue glow, turning towards Stella Grant.

[Facial scanning initiated...]

A gentle blue light streamed from its eyes, slowly sweeping across Stella Grant’s face.

The process was quick, taking about thirty seconds.

[Scan complete.]

[D] suddenly let out a synthetic electronic exclamation.

[Oh my! It’s the president’s wife! You’re so beautiful! I really like you!]

[I, I’m a bit excited. I’m unit [FD001], pleased to be at your service!]

[Quick, praise me for being a genius!]

Stella Grant: "..."

She was astonished, covering her mouth! This robot... could even flatter? And was a bit... chatty?

Keegan Lindsey stepped forward just in time, a proud look on his face.

"Ma’am, [D] is equipped with real-time internet retrieval capabilities."

"Its knowledge base module contains over three billion entries. It’s a powerful AI robot based on an extensive medical database."

"It encompasses information on over ten thousand different conditions, both domestic and foreign."

Stella Grant was amazed, three billion knowledge modules? Over ten thousand medical conditions?

This was practically a mobile medical database.

"It’s so impressive."

She said to [D], "Hello, D, let’s have a look at my body."

[D]’s electronic voice responded immediately.

[Of course, ma’am! Initiating body state analysis for you. For a more accurate health assessment, could you provide a drop of fingertip blood?]

As soon as the words left the speaker.

[D]’s round belly opened with a click.

A finely crafted mechanical arm extended out, ending with a small blood sampling needle.

Stella Grant didn’t hesitate and extended her index finger, lightly pressing it on the designated area for the blood sample.

[Beep].

A faint sound, followed by a barely noticeable prick sensation in her fingertip, and a full drop of blood oozed out,

The mechanical arm precisely collected the blood sample and retracted back inside.

With a click, its belly closed.

[Blood sample analysis in progress... please wait.]

[D]’s blue light began to flash rapidly.

The living room fell silent for a moment, with only the faint hum of [D]’s internal workings.

Stella Grant’s heart started to race unexpectedly; she wasn’t sure if she was feeling anticipation or anxiety.

About a minute later.

[D] spoke again.

[Analysis complete.]

[Ma’am, here’s a detailed analysis of your body’s condition:]

[1. Mild anemia, with a hemoglobin level of 90g/L.]

[2. It detects a history of miscarriage, currently indicating insufficient blood flow and a cold uterus.]

[3. There are two unresolved external injuries on your body.]

[4. Digestive enzyme profile analysis shows a mild gastric illness history lasting thirteen years.]

[5. Genetic sequence comparison shows a body function allergy to milk protein.]

Every entry [D] reported made Stella Grant’s heart beat faster, and by the end, she could barely maintain her composure.

This accuracy... over ninety percent.

It was astounding.

[D] continued on.

[Based on this analysis, a personalized body adjustment plan has been created for you. The plan includes dietary recommendations, lifestyle adjustments, and exercise guidance. Detailed content has been sent to connected devices.]

[Would you like to activate the advanced services?]

On the display on [D]’s chest, two options appeared: [Yes] and [No].

Stella Grant was still digesting the recent diagnosis results, and hearing [advanced services], she instinctively looked at Aiden Fordham.

Aiden Fordham made no comment, and Stella Grant whimsically selected [Yes].

[Activating advanced services...]

[D]’s blue light flashed rapidly again, seemingly conducting a deeper analysis.

About fifteen seconds later.

[D]’s voice sounded again.

This time, the voice had a touch of electronic... gossip?

[Oh dear! Based on physiological data and behavioral pattern analysis, it’s been 35 days since you and the president last engaged in marital activities!]

[A healthy sex life is an important aspect of maintaining physical and mental well-being, I suggest...]

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Two voices nearly overlapped simultaneously.

One was Aiden Fordham’s, deep and resonant.

The other was Stella Grant’s, urgent and frustrated.

Keegan Lindsey was taken aback and rushed forward, clamping his hands tightly over [D]’s incessantly chattering mouth.

Keegan clutched the still-struggling [D] and bolted, "Buddy! If you keep babbling, you’re going to be dismantled!"

But the electronic voice wasn’t coming from its mouth; rather, it emanated from a small speaker, and [D] continued speaking,

[Suggesting three to four marital activities per week, and the lady’s ovulation period is on the 20th, making it easier to conceive a small life on this date.]

The electronic voice faded away as Keegan had already sprinted out of sight.

The living room quieted down, as Aiden Fordham looked at Stella Grant.

Her cheeks were flush with a deep red, eyes filled with bashfulness, as her toes almost dug through the floor.

That [D] could even calculate ovulation periods; it was just incredible!

A fleeting smile crossed his eyes, 35 days was indeed quite a while.

If not for her recent miscarriage and her body’s slow recovery due to injury,

He definitely would’ve had his way with her... just like at The Sovereign Estate before, making her cry and beg under him!

A sudden rush of warmth filled him...