Falling Overnight

In the morning of the third day, Ivy finally woke up. She was usually very noisy, but this time, her life was hanging by a thread. Edgar, who was sitting next to her, was a little unaccustomed to it.

He stayed here for three days until Ivy woke up. He even handle the company's documents here.

"Where am I?" Ivy opened her eyes weakly.

"You wake up!" Sitting next to her, Edgar still looked indifferent. In fact, he was extremely happy and excited, because he hoped that she would be able to see him at the first sight when she woke up, otherwise he wouldn't stay here and didn't leave at all.

He had found that he had slightly changed his attitude to her.

Edgar gently helped the feeble Ivy up, as if he was afraid of hurting her. He calmly took out a pillow to let her lean on the bed.

Some people care about her, but they wouldn't admit it. Edgar was always like this. He said very lightly and angrily, "Ivy, do you think you got a stomach injury and your head hurt too? If it is not a hospital here, would it be a mortuary? "

"What's wrong with you? It was me who replaced you to get hurt. Why didn't you say thank you? Why are you still so indifferent? " Ivy rolled her eyes at him and pouted.

He poured a glass of water for her and handed it to her like a gentleman. She took it and drank it in one gulp! Right! 'this is the way to thank the benefactor!'!

Then, Edgar naturally moved close to Ivy's ear and said in his magnetic voice, "I didn't expect that you like me so much. Since you love me so much, I will accept you just because you have taken a shot for me."

Cough! Cough!

now she was choked by the water she

you don't have to be so happy! You didn't die after the shot. Do you want to be choked to

you? It was totally an accident that I took the bullet

woman?" Then Edgar peeled

taken care of a woman like this! Other women would have been moved to cry for his help if they were in her shoes. But Ivy seemed not to care about it at all. What

she not be hungry? She looked at the apple in her hand in disgust, wondering why there was only one? 'the God of plague is really

eat, such as chicken drumsticks I'm

you are indeed challenging my limits!" Then she saw that Edgar, like a ghost,

Yes!

he felt that something was wrong with him. He had kissed other women, but he had never felt this way before. When kissing her sweet lips, he smelt her sweet scent. It seemed that he would lose control at any

think about it. Then she pushed the wound on her belly so hard that it immediately

raised her tight right hand and slapped hard on Edgar's stomach like the whirlwind, regardless of how intoxicated Edgar was at the moment.

Edgar placed his right hand on his belly. At the same time, his forehead was wet with sweat,

was about to curse ivy, he saw her covering her belly with

heart ached and self reproach. He

the wound bleeding?" Edgar walked quickly to her and asked

really hurts! Whoooooooh! It

on the bed. Then he gently lifted

him warily, her hands grasping her