My Sweetheart

She stabbed in a certain direction indiscriminately with a gleaming sharp dagger. The light reflected by the blade dazzled his eyes. Joseph was shocked for a second, then he reacted to grab her dagger, but it was too late, the blade had pierced his shoulder.

The blood quickly dyed the clothes red.

Kathy was panting and stepped back subconsciously. Her face was pale and bloodless, and the only action she could do was to dodge so that he wouldn't touch her.

Joseph looked at her face. He knew clearly that she hated him, he knew clearly she was bearing, and he knew better that when she stabbed him just now, she was not even avenging Marlon, she just could not bear his closeness and touch.

He began to understand that when he asked her if it hurt, her answer was only one word— Hurt.

Her pain was not in her wrist, just as now his pain was not because of the injury on his shoulder.

The pain was in their heart. Although it didn’t bleed, they all felt gut-wrenching.

He knew, he all knew.

Kathy's hand still held the dagger. There was a flash of panic in Joseph’s eyes. He asked in a low voice, "Give me the dagger, or you will hurt yourself."

She was emotionally unstable and she will hurt herself.

The tip of the dagger was still dripping blood. Kathy was backing away and maintained the distance from him. Her hands were tremble. Although it was not obvious, she can’t help trembling.

She looked at him alertly and her breathing was very disturbed.

Joseph didn't dare to approach her anymore, so he could only say in a low voice, "Put the dagger down, I won't touch you."

He looked at her pale and frightened face, and said in a hoarse voice again, "Kathy, I promise you, I will not touch you, as long as you put the dagger down."

Kathy only thought it was funny. She took the dagger from Jaydon's car. She just used it for self-defense, but he looked like she would use it to mutilate or commit suicide.

She won't, she certainly won't.

on his shoulders was flowing fiercely, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and he kept looking at her with a pair of black

from his breath, and couldn't feel the pressure on his

solemnly,

looked at her

right here, you don't need to worry that I will run. No, don't

in a stalemate for a while. Then he said,

a dagger in self-defense, what if

the bedroom completely and close the door. Her nerves that had been high-strung gradually relaxed, and the whole person

had no strength

eyes and her fingers gripped the quilt tightly. Her strength was so strong that the wound oozed blood

the sound of footsteps. When she saw the blood on the man's shoulders, she almost screamed

Joseph, why are you

and looked over in surprise. He was also startled when he

was always expressionless. His handsome face was taut, and

hurried up to help, but Joseph didn't raise his head, and said coldly, "Go

you with medicine. I

on crutches and he also worried, "Go to

second, gritted his teeth and said, "Did Kathy hurt you? She stabbed you with a

she? How could she hurt his

him, but she didn't dare. Joseph would drive her away

eyes never look at them. He was so alienated that people didn't

applied medicine to himself stiffly. When Maryam

anyhow. She actually stabbed you, Brother Joseph...

that this possibility

be with her anymore. Now we don’t know what she

face was still indifferent, "Are you surprised by such

angry that he couldn't speak, and his momentum became weaker. "What do