In My Desperate Time

I am surprised that she directly refuses me.

I look at her coldly and step forward to her.

"What are you doing? I'm injured. You can't touch me!" She tries to threaten me, but what she says is no deterrent.

"You're my mistress. What do you think I'm going to do? I'm going to sleep with you!"

As I spoke, I throw her onto the bed.

I don't know why I said such a thing.

But I am excited and I can't control myself.

I directly lie on the top of her and touch her shoulder.

"Let go of me. I am your mistress, but I am not your slave!"

She says and pushes me away. And then she covers her wound and flinches.

Her expression is a little painful. Is she feeling bad?

Thinking of that she cared about Noah so much, I can't hold back my anger, so I ignore her injuries.

The most important thing for me now is to throw away that annoying coat.

"Are you scared now? I told you to take off the coat. I am annoyed at other man's coat. If you like men's coats, I can buy you a hundred coats."

She looks down and takes off the coat. She mutters, "It's just a coat. What's the big deal with it?"

When I see her take off the coat so obediently, I feel a little relieved, but I notice the blood on her clothes.

I stare at her waist and frown.

I purse my lips and point at her waist, "Why are you bleeding?"

"It's all because of you!" She rolls her eyes at me and gives me a look of reproach.

I take a look at the bed. There is a box of face powder at where she lies. Presumably her wound was pressing against the box.

I guess I hurt her when I threw her on the bed.

Instantly, I feel extremely guilty and somewhat puzzled by her stubbornness.

She is clearly injured. Why doesn't she tell me?

It wrenches me and I stop blaming her for her relationship with Noah. I directly say to her.

"Go to the hospital." I carry her out of bed and go out without changing shoes.

"I can walk on my own...." she whispers in my arms.

"Shut up." Before she can finish speaking, I interrupt her coldly.

How can she walk on her own since she is injured? Does she want to bleed to death? I feel so guilty. Can't she stop torturing me?

Fortunately, she finally shuts her mouth.

After an examination in the hospital, the doctor says seriously with a stern face, "I told you not to do strenuous exercise. How did this happen?"

Strenuous exercise?

Why do I feel like the doctor is looking at with a strange look?

"He knows how this happened." Jane points at me angrily and says with blushes.

The doctor is a little embarrassed and he doesn't continue to ask. He warns me, "I know that you young people are more impulsive and energetic, but sometimes you should restrain yourself. You shouldn't be so eager. You have ample time after she recovers.

For some reason, the doctor's misunderstanding delights me.

Especially when I see Jane's blushing face, I don't want to explain it to the doctor.

"We are eager to have a child." I stop explaining when I see Jane's embarrassed expression.

The doctor clears his throat and doesn't say anything more. He takes Jane into the operating room to stitch her up.

The operating room is not open to outsiders, but I am really worried about her, so I call the dean.

Soon, the doctor lets me in.

Jane seems to be a little surprised to see me.

The anesthesiologist is at the side, preparing the anesthetic.

of that I have sex with her without birth

have

so it is better not to use

has

thought, I say to

"No anesthesia."

instantly fill with rage when she looks at

don't you endure the pain?" She changes her tone as she is

know that she must

the sake of child who

hope that when she knows my intention, she won't blame

endure it. Can't you? There are many things that are much more painful than not taking anesthetics." I smile gently at her. I want to explain to her, but I am afraid that she would laugh at me for my caring the

at me as if she is going to die

moved

the next second,

the doctor stitches her up, she looks extremely painful. She bites her lips tightly and tries not to

that she has eighteen

to pierce my heart, and I feel

"Done," the doctor says.

relax at the doctor's words.

fault, she stays in the hospital for another

her in the hospital, so I delay a

bring her

noon, I have lunch with Steven because of the cooperation between

Jane suddenly appears at the door of the private

Suddenly, my face darkens.

discharged from the hospital. She secretly comes out behind my back!

a problem. You designed it. Come in and explain

follows behind Steven and walks in. When

at her and pretend not

that only produces couture. What we are talking about now is one of

already seen this belt.

astonished that Jane is

quite

my assistant, Jane." Steven introduces Jane to everyone and takes her to her

for a moment and sits down beside

feel a little

wish she would

Noyes is here, let her tell us what kind of belt is worth 8.88

is a famous nouveau riche in Virginia, and he knows

my eyes, Jane's design is worth 88.8

at Steven and

this belt texture soft and tough with best leather through superb workmanship. In this way, while maintaining its shape, it can maximally fit the arc of the human body, thereby improve the comfort of the human body. As for the belt buckle, it is a raised crown. Each corner of the crown is inlaid with the best diamonds from South Africa. The diamond in the middle is a pink diamond. The whole belt is low-key but luxurious, and it's superb in workmanship and graceful in taste. These material items are originally expensive, and the belt is available in limited quantities. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with

at her seriously. I don't want to miss every

this belt is very comfortable. I feel that

deliberately making things

can't help but do so

this belt actually has a

it on their own. In other words, they have to ask someone else to help them

her lips and walks towards me. She reaches her trembling hands towards

my heart is

through the

why am I obsessed with

belt just happens to be in such an awkward position between the upper body

shy person, and now

my belt with her gentle

should be untied by a woman, so that a man can feel noble. Imagine your dream woman unties this belt gently with her soft and boneless

turns

woman I love is

everyone present. They seem to be

think what I do

at

out a long sigh, adjusts my belt, and then goes back to her

good item! Mr. Steven, I'll

"I want one!"

fits me quite well. I want

other men present

stands up and says to everyone, "Sorry,

boss.

reaches the door, she picks up

Who is calling her?

suddenly feel a little

lunch, I go downstairs and