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.

and Kathy looked at him mockingly with a cold light in her eyes, "Joseph, are

spoke calmly, "I am your husband, we

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

understand why could he still act like

do you want me to have

for a few minutes. Joseph said first,

he turned around and went outside to

coldly, and went to take a

the floor. The man was sitting on the sofa. A medicine cabinet was on the small round table, and the medicine and bandages had been

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

that Joseph seemed to

course, this had nothing to

and she was even soaked in

pain made her feel

climbed onto the bed indifferently,

bed, the whole person was picked up by Joseph from behind. He ignored her struggle and held her to sit on the

at him, "Joseph, can you not be so pretentious. Do you feel bad

you feel sorry for me,

was responsible for all the things, but rather that she was

lot of the dark liquid poured on the man's clothes. He just glanced lightly, not paying attention,

silent but firm attitude. It seemed that he always didn’t have any emotion changes no matter what she said or did. She really wanted to smash all the medicine bottles

"Kathy, don't force me. Reach out and

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

want to do." His eyes were dangerous, but his tone was

and reached out to hold her injured wrist. She wanted to withdraw, but

wrist. The skin was obviously soaked, which

his

Kathy's perspective, only his profile can be seen. The man's facial features and contours were

closed her eyes slowly with a cold and

at the sheets on the floor, "Do you