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 her without birth control

lucky, she should have a baby in her

will harm the child, so it is better not

has

I

"No anesthesia."

fill with rage when she looks at

pain?" She changes

she must be

sake of child who

knows my

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 caring the baby who might

she is

moved by her adorable

second, I

she looks extremely painful. She bites her lips

clearly that she has eighteen

to pierce my heart, and I feel pain even when

"Done," the doctor says.

the doctor's words. But

my fault, she stays in

have been worried about her in the hospital, so I delay a

after I bring her home, I

noon, I have lunch with Steven

door of the

Suddenly, my face darkens.

comes out behind my back! I will

a problem. You designed it. Come in and

in. When she sees me, she is

and

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

this belt. It's really

that

like she's quite

Jane." Steven introduces Jane to everyone and takes her

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

feel a

wish she would sit next to

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

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

my eyes, Jane's design is worth

at Steven and

a raised crown. Each corner of the crown is inlaid with

look at her seriously. I don't want to

comfortable. I feel that it is a bit tight, but I

am deliberately making things

but do so when

belt actually

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

walks towards me. She reaches her trembling hands

heart is

touching me through the clothes

I

belt just happens to be in such an awkward position between the upper body and the lower

person, and now

unties my belt with her gentle hands, she

a woman, so that a man can feel noble. Imagine your dream

is very smart. She turns the flaw into an

love is indeed

present. They seem

what I

looks at me

sigh, adjusts my belt, and

Mr. Steven,

"I want one!"

me quite well. I want

men present all

up and says to everyone,

boss. I'll be right

picks up the phone

Who is calling her?

suddenly feel a

I go downstairs and lit a