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.
Joseph put her down in the bedroom, and Kathy looked at him mockingly with a cold light in her eyes, "Joseph, are you going to
sleep with me?"
He closed the door and spoke calmly, "I am your husband, we should have been sleeping together."
He took off the blood-stained coat and went to the sofa, his cold voice was still very calm, "Go take a bath first, and then rest."
Kathy really didn't understand why could he still act like nothing happened?
She still didn't move, "Joseph, do you want me to have nightmares every night?"
His eyes were cold. They froze for a few minutes. Joseph said first, "You go take a bath, I will sleep on the floor."
After that, he turned around and went outside to get a new set of mattresses.
Kathy glanced at him coldly, and went to take a bath.
When she came out, he had made a bed on 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 taken out.
Seeing her coming out, he said hoarsely, "Come here, I'll change your dressing."
Kathy frowned. She remembered that Joseph seemed to have not eaten yet.
Of course, this had nothing to do with her.
The bandage on her hand had been removed, and she was even soaked in water. Now the skin was wrinkled and it was aching.
But this kind of pain made her feel that it belonged to another person.
She climbed onto the bed indifferently, "I won't change."
When she almost climbed into the bed, the whole person was picked up by Joseph from behind. He ignored her struggle and
held her to sit on the sofa before letting go, "Hey, change the medicine, or your hands will hurt."
Kathy threw the iodine bottle on him angrily, and yelled at him, "Joseph, can you not be so pretentious. Do you feel bad for my
hands? If you really feel bad for my hands, why you lock me with handcuffs?"

She bit her lip fiercely, "Don't show that you feel sorry for me, all the injuries in my heart are caused by you!"
In fact, it was not so much that he was responsible for all the things, but rather that she was cheap.
A lot of the dark liquid poured on the man's clothes. He just glanced lightly, not paying attention, and quickly took out another
bottle, "Give me your hand and change the dressing."
Kathy disgusted his 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 on him.
Before she moved, Joseph’s low and warning voice sounded, "Kathy, don't force me. Reach out and apply the medicine."
Hearing that, Kathy couldn't help but sneer, "Force you? What do you want to do on me? Broke my hand, or my leg?"
"You know what I want to do." His eyes were dangerous, but his tone was still calm.
Kathy looked at him coldly, but Joseph just lowered his head and reached out to hold her injured wrist. She wanted to withdraw,
but he held it harder.
Joseph looked at her pale wrist. The skin was obviously soaked, which would easily cause the wound to ulcerate.
He suddenly frowned, and his movements became more gentle.
From Kathy's perspective, only his profile can be seen. The man's facial features and contours were perfect and flawless. At this
time, his concentrated and calm appearance was even more attractive.
She closed her eyes slowly with a cold and mocking smile on her lips.
She glanced at the sheets on the floor, "Do you want to sleep on the bed?"
He didn't look up and his voice was low, "I want to sleep with you."
Kathy paused, and for a long while, she asked, "Then you help me find out where Vivian is?"
She can't contact Vivian now, and can't find her anymore.
She was very worried that something happened to her because of her brother.

"Don't worry, she is safe." Joseph said lightly.
"So you know where she is?" Kathy's eyes widened.
"She is in the James family, her home."
Kathy frowned. She remembered that Vivian had told her before that she had broken away from the James family and changed
her name.
Why she went back now?
"She was caught back?"
"Right."
"Is the James family in City N?"
"In BV City."
"Oh, can you let the James family release her? Vivian must not want to stay in the James family." Kathy murmured.
Joseph tied the bandages, and steadily put away the medicine kit. "Then you need to be good."
Kathy snorted, "Joseph, you really know how to threaten me with everything."
"Since you don’t agree, then go to sleep." Joseph got up and put her on the bed.
After covering her with quilt, he took the bathrobe and went into the bathroom.
When Joseph came out after shower, the woman on the bed had closed her eyes and turned her back to him, looking like she
was asleep.
No matter if she really fell asleep or not, he treaded lightly and turned off the light, and then he lay down on the bed by the
moonlight outside the window.