My Sweetheart

Joseph's tall figure approached. His menacing aura was dominating.

He pinched Zofia's wrist so hard that it was about to be broken.

"Joseph..." Zofia couldn't help but shed tears from the pain.

Joseph didn't even look at her. He stared at Kathy with his intense eyes.

Then he pushed Zofia away fiercely and stood in front of Kathy. The way she looked at him was very indifferent.

"Kathy." He called her.

Kathy came back to her senses and was at a loss for a moment.

Facing Joseph, she realized that she actually cared about what Zofia had just said.

Zofia drugged him, but now he seemed quite normal.

Could it be ... that the effects of the drug have been negated?

Did Zofia help him with that?

When she thought of this, her face couldn't help turning pale.

"What are you thinking?" Joseph frowned as he raised his palm to stroke her little face.

John told him just now that Kathy had already come to the hotel but for some reason left.

Joseph's eyes narrowed as he glanced at Zofia.

Her eyes turned red when she looked at them. She was completely disappointed at his indifference.

The next second, she turned around somewhat awkwardly, hating to look at the two who were deeply affectionate to each other.

Kathy shook her head and raised her eyes. She wanted to smile, but why did she had a sudden urge to cry?

As her tears rolled uncontrollably, she heard a sharp braking sound. They turned at the same time, only to see what had happened to Zofia...

Blood was all over her body...

Kathy widened her eyes and immediately ran over. Though the driver had already braked sharply, Zofia was still badly injured.

He staggered out of the car and said anxiously, "This is not my fault ... This crazy woman suddenly ran out..."

Zofia had already passed out, with her entire body covered in blood. Kathy immediately called an ambulance and then called the police. She leaned against Joseph as he held tightly her trembling little hand in the palm of his big hand.

"How could this happen..."

this moment, Kathy could only steady herself by leaning against

had a gloomy expression, with his eyebrows

his big palm to

Zofia covered in blood had

In the hospital.

on the chair in the corridor, her body feeling quite cold.

over and fiercely grabbed his collar. He was about to throw a punch at

two similarly tall men confronted

anything!" A

thin lips, with

has nothing to do with

how could this have happened

obligation to care for her."

had already

further step was

have promised my mother! You're responsible for Zofia!" Bertie's voice

look up in shock. She knew that Mrs. Marshall had done Joseph a great favor, but did he have to repay it by

felt colder all over her

didn't want to give

Not at all.

speak properly," Joseph said

him to take good care of Zofia, but he would have definitely refused if she had meant he must

never let you off!" Bertie was extremely angry

and was about to

passed Kathy as she was lost

her up as she looked at

was in

to come out

was still ... worried

as

A hint of anger appeared in his

go back." His voice was

lips and shook

darkened and he left

down and closed

did not leave. He sat

worried about Kathy, who hadn't

Kathy felt guilty, but what happened to Zofia

took a puff at the cigarette and leaned back in the seat, his

red light of

daze, while Bertie

shows no sign of awakening for

as he clenched his fists, his