My Sweetheart

Maryam's face turned pale, and she didn't expect to hear such words.

Why she didn't push Kathy, she still deserved to die?

Joseph didn't give her a chance to explain, and went straight upstairs.

In the dark bedroom, the curtains were pulled up, and there was no sound at all.

In fact, he didn't even know that other than using power to trap her beside him, what else he can do to keep her...

At this time, a servant knocked on the door, "Master..."

"Come in."

It was an old maid who had worked in Joseph's residence for many years. "Young master, Madam should stay in the hospital for a while. She is hospitalized alone, and her family is not around. No one go to see her, plus she just had a miscarriage, she may feel depressed. Apart from staying with her more... I saw that Madam planted daisies in the garden a few days before the accident. You can bring it to the hospital. Do I take it to you?"

Did she still grow flowers in Joseph’s residence?

Joseph nodded and responded faintly, "I'll get it myself later."

The servant smiled and nodded, then quietly left.

To bring her something she liked, maybe her mood will improve. Thinking about this, he got up to go downstairs, but quickly stopped. He turned and walked towards the bed.

She occasionally read books before going to bed, although she didn't read much. Now she was hospitalized and she didn't want to talk to anyone. Bringing a book may improve her mood.

paper under the tree at a glance. He was stunned for half a second, then took it

In the garden.

tall man was gradually

that you just said those things in front of the young master... Didn’t Miss Maryam ask you to say that on purpose? We all

say that... If the young master hears it, I won't

that the young lady fell

may not know that she is pregnant... I actually saw it, but Miss Maryam probably said something angry, otherwise Mrs Joseph

of such a wealthy family are so complicated. As servants, we should stop gossip. If the young master hears it, we will die. He has been in a bad mood

are ready. The butler said that the

"..."

from under the tree, his handsome

in front of the blooming daisies and

previous owner used to carefully plant it. It was fresh and

quiet and didn't want to be disturbed. When Joseph pushed the door in, she was hugging her knees, looking out

holding the flowerpot

her head when she heard the movement, until the man's low voice broke the silence, "Are

certain

so you need to eat something." He still said patiently, "Be good, I will ask someone

faintly, "Joseph, aren't you tired? Let's get a divorce, let me go and let

so low that it was almost inaudible, "Kathy, I never felt tired by

at her face, not letting go of her look, but apart from the indifference and a hint

her."

smashed to pieces. His original gentle expression instantly became cold and terrifying. He walked to her step by step. His dark black eyes were like the rolling huge waves. He was almost out of control and yelled, "You killed my child just because of Maryam? Why don't you tell me if you want to kill her. You can tell me whoever you hate in this world, and I can help you kill them, but why do you kill