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.

Kathy looked at him mockingly with a cold light in her

spoke calmly, "I am your husband, we should have been sleeping

sofa, his cold voice was still very calm, "Go take a

understand why could he still

"Joseph, do you want me to

minutes. Joseph said first, "You go take

outside to get

and went

sofa. A medicine cabinet was on

he said hoarsely, "Come here,

Joseph seemed to

nothing to do with

removed, and she was even soaked in water. Now the skin was wrinkled

kind of pain made her feel that

onto the bed indifferently, "I

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

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

bit her lip fiercely, "Don't show that you feel sorry for me, all the injuries in my

that he was responsible

lightly, not paying attention, and quickly took

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

"Kathy, don't force

you? What do you want to do on me? Broke

His eyes were dangerous, but his

but Joseph just lowered his head and reached out to hold her injured wrist. She wanted to withdraw,

looked at her pale wrist. The skin was obviously soaked,

his

features and contours were perfect and flawless. At this time, his

slowly with a cold and mocking smile

sheets on the floor,