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.

him mockingly with a cold light in her eyes, "Joseph, are you

"I am

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

could he

still didn't move, "Joseph, do you want me to

were cold. They froze for a few minutes. Joseph said first, "You

turned around and went outside to get a new

him coldly, and went to

made a bed on the floor. The man was sitting on the sofa. A medicine cabinet was on the small round table,

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

remembered that Joseph seemed to

course, this had nothing to

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

pain made her feel that it belonged to

climbed onto the bed

the whole person was picked up by Joseph from behind. He ignored her struggle

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

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

much that he was responsible for all

He just glanced lightly, not paying attention, and quickly took out another bottle, "Give me your hand and

attitude. It seemed that he always didn’t have any emotion changes no matter what she said or did. She really wanted to smash

sounded, "Kathy, don't force me. Reach

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

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

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

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

his

were perfect and flawless. At this

her eyes slowly with a cold and

sheets on the floor, "Do you want to