My Sweetheart

Kathy had been sitting in the dining room alone for almost an hour, before the men in the kitchen came out with dishes.

He always wore a white shirt and had a cold aura. His handsome face was serious. The blood on his shoulders was not obvious, but she can still see it at a glance.

The servant had already taken away the leftovers, and Joseph served one meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and a soup.

Even the rice was just cooked, "Have a meal, huh?"

He filled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of her.

Kathy picked up the chopsticks and ate quietly.

She couldn't let herself starve to death. Since she didn't jump off the beach, she couldn't let herself die.

He didn’t deserve to let her die for him, and everyone in the Joseph family didn’t deserve.

Joseph was sitting next to her and watching her slowly eating with deep eyes.

When she was eating, she was gentle and delicate. Her movements were mechanical. She seemed to force herself all the time.

She accidentally caught a glimpse of several wounds on his hand. One of which was exposed, which was a clearly visible scar.

It should be cut or burned.

She just glanced at it and then looked away. There were no any emotions in her eyes.

It was like a needle piercing the tip of his heart. Joseph felt a lot of pain, but he still looked at her intently.

After forcing herself to eat a bowl of rice, Kathy got up and went back to the bedroom. The man still followed her every step of the way.

As she went up the stairs, her head was dizzy, and the man's low voice immediately fell into her ear, "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Kathy compressed her lips indifferently, and laughed silently, "Don't pretend anymore. You can stab me in the heart, will you still worry about me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was immediately picked up by her waist.

the bedroom, and Kathy looked at him mockingly with a cold light in her

"I am

blood-stained coat and went to the sofa, his cold voice

could he still act

do you want

cold. They froze for a few minutes. Joseph said first, "You go take a bath, I will sleep on

turned around and went outside to

him coldly, and went to take

was sitting on the sofa. A medicine cabinet was on the small round table, and

out, he said hoarsely, "Come here, I'll change

Joseph

had nothing

had been removed, and she was even soaked in water. Now the

kind of pain made her feel that it belonged

bed indifferently, "I

from behind. He ignored her struggle and held her to sit on the

"Joseph, can you not be so pretentious. Do you feel bad for my hands? If you

fiercely, "Don't show that you feel sorry for

not so much that he was responsible for all the things, but rather that she was

not

but firm attitude. It seemed that he always didn’t have any emotion changes no matter

she moved, Joseph’s low and warning voice sounded, "Kathy, don't force me. Reach out and apply

Kathy couldn't help but sneer, "Force you? What do you want to do on me? Broke

eyes were dangerous, but his tone was still

looked at him coldly, but Joseph just lowered his head and reached out to hold her injured wrist. She wanted to

at her pale wrist. The skin was obviously soaked, which would easily cause the wound to

and his movements became more

Kathy's perspective, only his profile can be seen. The man's facial features and contours were perfect and flawless. At this time, his

eyes slowly with a cold and

floor, "Do you want to sleep on the