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.

suddenly think of that I have

should have a baby in her

it is better not

has

thought, I say

"No anesthesia."

rage when she

She changes her tone

that she must be

the decision for the sake of child

when she knows my intention, she won't

gently at her. I want to explain to her, but I

me as if she is going

moved by her adorable

the next second,

extremely painful. She bites her

count clearly that

and I feel pain even when

"Done," the doctor says.

doctor's words. But

my fault, she stays in the hospital

hospital, so I delay a lot of affairs of

after I bring her

have lunch with Steven because of the cooperation between

Jane suddenly appears at the door of

Suddenly, my face darkens.

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

is a problem. You designed

behind Steven and walks in. When

at her and pretend not to

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

already seen this belt.

am astonished that Jane is

she's quite talented in

Jane

empty seats left. Steven pauses for a moment and sits down beside

suddenly feel

wish she would

says, "Since Ms. Noyes is here, let her tell us what kind of belt is

in Virginia,

Jane's design is worth 88.8

glances at Steven and

belts are close to body, they need to make us feel comfortable. Therefore, we make 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.

at her seriously. I don't

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

making things difficult

can't help but do so when I see

belt actually

who use belts have difficulties to adjust it on their own. In other words, they have to ask someone

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

heart is

touching me through the clothes increases

am I obsessed

such an awkward position between the upper body and the lower

person, and now her

with her gentle

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

is very smart. She turns the flaw into

I love is

everyone present. They seem to be very satisfied with

I

at me with

out a long sigh, adjusts my

good item! Mr. Steven,

"I want one!"

fits me quite well. I

men present all orders this

and says to everyone, "Sorry, I have to leave now. Everyone, enjoy

my boss. I'll be right

door, she picks up the phone and hurries

Who is calling her?

feel a little

downstairs and lit a