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

lucky, she should have a baby in her

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

she has to

much thought, I

"No anesthesia."

fill with rage when

pain?" She changes her tone as

that she must be

for the sake of child who might have been

my intention, she won't blame

I want to explain to her, but I am afraid that she

if she is going to

moved by her adorable

the next second, I

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

count clearly that she

to pierce my heart, and

"Done," the doctor says.

the doctor's

my fault, she stays

hospital, so I delay a lot of affairs of

I bring her home,

I have lunch with Steven because of the cooperation between our

door of the private room

Suddenly, my face darkens.

secretly comes

You designed it.

Steven and walks in.

glance at her and pretend

Group has a large luxury brand that only produces couture. What we are

this belt.

am astonished that Jane is the

quite talented

Jane to everyone

two empty seats left. Steven pauses for a

feel a

would sit next to

let her tell us

man is a famous nouveau riche in

my eyes, Jane's design is worth 88.8

at Steven and begins to

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

don't want to miss every

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

making things difficult for

so when I see her confident

actually

words, they have to ask someone else to help them adjust it.

and walks towards me. She reaches

my heart is

through the clothes increases

I

such an awkward position between the upper body and the lower

shy person, and now

unties my belt with her gentle

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

turns the flaw into

love

look at everyone present. They seem to be very

I

she looks at

my belt, and then goes

Mr. Steven, I'll order

"I want one!"

fits me quite well. I want

men present all

suddenly stands up and says to

boss. I'll

the door, she picks up the phone

Who is calling her?

suddenly feel a little

I go downstairs and lit a