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.

I have sex with

should have a baby in her

anesthetics will harm the child, so it is better not

she has to

I say

"No anesthesia."

fill with rage when she looks at

She changes her tone as

that she

the sake of child who might

knows my intention, she won't blame

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 baby who

me as if she is going to die

moved by her

next second, I

looks extremely painful. She bites her lips tightly and tries not to

count clearly that she has eighteen

my heart, and I feel pain even when I

"Done," the doctor says.

doctor's words.

my fault, she stays in

about her in the hospital, so I delay a lot of affairs of

I bring her home,

lunch with Steven

my surprise, Jane suddenly appears at the door

Suddenly, my face darkens.

the hospital. She secretly comes out behind

a problem. You designed it.

Steven and walks in. When she sees me,

at her and pretend not

a large luxury brand that only produces couture. What we are talking about

already seen this belt.

am astonished that Jane is

quite talented

Steven introduces Jane to everyone and

Steven pauses for a moment and sits down

suddenly feel a little

wish she would sit

her tell us what kind of

famous nouveau riche in Virginia, and he knows nothing

eyes, Jane's design is

glances at Steven and

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

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

Noyes said that this belt is very comfortable. I feel that it is a bit tight, but I don't know how to

I am deliberately making things

help but do so when

actually has

own. In other words, they have to ask someone else

towards me. She reaches her trembling hands

my heart

the clothes increases

am I obsessed

an awkward position between the upper body and the

and now

belt with her

by a woman, so that a man can feel noble. Imagine your dream woman unties

turns the

I love is indeed very

at everyone present. They seem to be very

I

she looks at

lets out a long sigh, adjusts my belt, and

good item! Mr. Steven,

"I want one!"

think it fits me quite well. I

present

this moment, Jane suddenly stands up and says to everyone, "Sorry, I have to leave now. Everyone, enjoy

boss. I'll be right

she reaches the door, she picks up the

Who is calling her?

feel a

go downstairs and