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.

put her down in the bedroom, and Kathy looked at him mockingly with a

door and spoke calmly, "I am your husband, we should

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

why could he still act like nothing

"Joseph, do you want me to have

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

went outside to

and went

floor. The man was sitting on the sofa. A medicine cabinet was on

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

remembered that Joseph seemed

this had nothing to do with

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

her feel that it belonged

bed indifferently,

behind. He ignored her struggle and held her to sit

not be so pretentious. Do

"Don't show that you feel sorry for me, all the injuries in my heart are caused

much that he was responsible for all

man's clothes. He just glanced lightly, not paying

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

Joseph’s low and warning voice sounded, "Kathy,

you want to do on me? Broke my hand,

know what I want to do." His eyes

and reached out to hold her injured wrist. She wanted

pale wrist. The skin was obviously soaked, which

and his movements

man's facial features and contours were perfect and flawless. At this time,

slowly with a

glanced at the sheets on the floor, "Do you want to