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

we're lucky, she should have a baby in

the child, so it is better not to use them for

has

much thought, I say to

"No anesthesia."

rage when she looks

the pain?" She changes her tone as she

know that she must

for the sake of child who might have

hope that when she knows my

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

as if she is going to die a

very moved

next second, I am

extremely painful. She bites her lips tightly and

that

pierce my heart, and I feel pain

"Done," the doctor says.

at the doctor's words. But

fault, she stays in the hospital for another

about her in the hospital, so I delay a

her home, I

noon, I have lunch with Steven

the door of the private room

Suddenly, my face darkens.

secretly comes out behind

problem. You designed it. Come in and explain

behind Steven and walks in. When she sees me, she

at her and pretend not to recognize

luxury brand that only produces couture. What

already seen this

am astonished that Jane is

quite talented in

Jane." Steven introduces Jane

two empty seats left. Steven pauses for a moment

suddenly feel a little

wish she would sit

her tell us what kind of belt is worth 8.88

in Virginia, and he

my eyes, Jane's design is worth

Steven and

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.

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

speaking, I stand up and smile at her, "Ms. Noyes said that this belt is very comfortable. I feel that it is a

making things difficult for

do so

actually

own. In other words, they have to ask someone else to help them adjust it. I

her lips and walks towards me.

my heart is

me through the clothes

why am I

an awkward position between the upper body and the lower

and now her face

her gentle

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

turns the

I love

seem to

what I

at me

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

a good item! Mr. Steven, I'll

"I want one!"

think it fits me quite well. I want one,

men present all orders this

says to everyone, "Sorry, I have to leave

boss. I'll be

door, she picks up the phone and hurries

Who is calling her?

suddenly feel a

go downstairs