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.

have sex with her without birth control

have

harm the child, so it is

she has to

thought, I say to

"No anesthesia."

instantly fill with rage when she looks

She changes

know that she

for the sake of child who might

my intention,

than not taking anesthetics." I smile gently at her. I want to explain to

if she

am very moved by her adorable

the next second, I

looks extremely painful. She bites her lips tightly and tries not to

count clearly that she has

to pierce my heart, and I feel pain

"Done," the doctor says.

relax at the doctor's words. But

of my fault, she stays

hospital, so I delay a lot of

day after I bring her

have lunch with Steven because of the cooperation between our

Jane suddenly appears at the door of

Suddenly, my face darkens.

the hospital. She secretly comes out behind my

a problem. You designed it. Come in and

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

and pretend

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

already seen this belt. It's really

am astonished that

she's quite talented

my assistant, Jane." Steven introduces Jane to everyone and takes her to her

pauses for

suddenly feel a

wish she would

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

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

eyes, Jane's design is worth 88.8

glances at Steven and

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.

look at her seriously. I don't

"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, can you help

I am deliberately making

so when I

belt actually has a

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

towards me. She reaches her trembling hands towards

heart is

me through the clothes

I obsessed

awkward position between the

is shy person, and

belt with her

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

is very smart. She turns the

woman I love is indeed very

look at everyone present. They seem to be very satisfied with Jane's

I

at me with

long sigh, adjusts my belt,

item! Mr. Steven,

"I want one!"

quite well. I

other men present

up and says to everyone, "Sorry, I have

my boss. I'll be right

she reaches the door, she picks up the phone

Who is calling her?

feel

lunch, I go downstairs and lit a