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

she should have a baby

is better not to use them for the time

she has

thought, I say to the

"No anesthesia."

rage when she looks

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

she

of child who

when she knows my intention,

can 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

if she is going to

moved

the next second,

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

that she has eighteen

and

"Done," the doctor says.

at the doctor's words.

fault, she stays

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

bring her home, I go

have lunch with Steven because of

the door of the private room halfway through

Suddenly, my face darkens.

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

a problem. You designed

behind Steven and walks in.

at her and pretend not to

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

this belt. It's really

astonished that Jane is

like she's quite talented

introduces Jane

empty seats left. Steven pauses for

suddenly feel

she would sit next to

Ms. Noyes is here, let her tell us what

man is a famous nouveau riche in Virginia, and he knows nothing

design

at Steven and begins to

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 the high prices. Besides, isn't

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

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 it. Ms. Noyes,

I am deliberately making things difficult for

do so when I

actually has a

to adjust it on their own. In other words, they have to ask someone else to help them adjust it. I don't know if she has noticed this

her lips and walks towards me.

heart is

me through the clothes

I obsessed with

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

shy person, and now

she unties my belt with her gentle hands, she

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

turns the flaw into

woman I love is indeed

seem

I do helps

she looks at me

adjusts my belt, and then goes

Mr.

"I want one!"

it fits me quite well. I

other men present all orders this

to everyone, "Sorry, I have to leave now.

my boss. I'll be

she reaches the door, she picks up the phone and

Who is calling her?

feel a little

I go downstairs and lit