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 her without birth

have a baby

anesthetics will harm the child, so it is better not

she has to

thought, I say to the

"No anesthesia."

with rage when she looks at

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

know that she

of child

she knows my intention,

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 might not

if she is

very moved by her

second, I am

the doctor stitches her up, she looks extremely painful. She bites her lips tightly

that she has eighteen

stitch seems to pierce my heart, and I feel pain even

"Done," the doctor says.

doctor's words. But

she stays in

so I delay a

day after I bring her home, I go

with Steven because of the cooperation

at the door

Suddenly, my face darkens.

the hospital. She secretly comes out behind my back! I will punish when I go

problem. You designed it. Come in and

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

her and pretend not to recognize

a large luxury brand that only produces couture. What we are talking about now is one of the belts

seen this belt.

am astonished that Jane is the

like she's quite

Jane." Steven introduces Jane

only two empty seats left. Steven pauses for a moment and sits down beside me, while she

feel a little

would sit

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

riche in Virginia, and he

design

Steven and

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

at her seriously. I don't

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

I am deliberately making things difficult

but do so when I see her

actually has

they have to ask someone else to help them adjust it. I don't

lips and walks towards me. She reaches her trembling hands

heart

me through the clothes

am I

an awkward position between the upper body and

and now

my belt with her gentle

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

very smart. She turns

I love is

look at everyone present. They seem to be very satisfied

I

at me with

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

a good item! Mr. Steven, I'll

"I want one!"

think it fits me quite

other men present all

this moment, Jane suddenly stands up and says to everyone, "Sorry,

my boss.

she reaches the door, she picks

Who is calling her?

suddenly feel a little

lunch, I go downstairs and