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.

suddenly think of that I have sex with

she should have a baby

the child, so it is

has to

I say to the

"No anesthesia."

instantly fill with rage when she looks at

pain?" She changes her tone as she

she must be

for the sake of

hope that when she knows my intention, she won't blame

not taking anesthetics." I smile gently at her. I want to explain to her, but I am afraid that she

at me as if she is going to die a heroic

am very moved by

second,

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

clearly that she

my heart, and I feel pain even when I

"Done," the doctor says.

at the doctor's words. But Jane

fault, she stays in the hospital

so I delay

her

lunch with Steven because of the cooperation between our

at the door of the private room halfway through the

Suddenly, my face darkens.

just been discharged from the hospital. She secretly comes out

is a problem. You designed it. Come in and explain

follows behind Steven and walks in.

at her and pretend not

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

already seen this belt. It's really

am astonished that Jane is

like she's quite talented in

my assistant, Jane." Steven introduces Jane to everyone

two empty seats left. Steven pauses for a moment and sits down

suddenly feel

would sit next to

is here, let her tell us what kind of belt is worth 8.88

man is a famous nouveau riche in

Jane's design

Steven and begins to

belts are close to body, they need to make us feel comfortable. Therefore, we make this belt texture soft 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

I don't want to miss every word

is very comfortable. I feel that it is a bit tight, but I don't know how to adjust it. Ms. Noyes, can

am deliberately making things

do so when

actually has

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

me. She reaches her

my heart

the clothes increases

I

belt just happens to be in such an awkward position between the

shy person, and now her

belt with her gentle hands, she explains to

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

smart. She turns the

woman I love is indeed very

present. They seem to be very

what I

looks at me

lets out a long sigh, adjusts my

good item! Mr.

"I want one!"

fits me quite

men present all

says to everyone, "Sorry, I have to leave

met my boss. I'll be

reaches the door, she picks up the

Who is calling her?

feel a little

I go downstairs and lit