My Sweetheart

Joseph stayed in the ward until the evening before leaving.
In the car, he received a call from John, "Mr. Mu, is the plan going to continue? The evidence we collected from the Ross Group
is not enough. If we act now, there will be risks."
Joseph's handsome face was inverted in the rearview mirror, cold bloodthirsty, "The original plan changed. I want Darius not to
turn over."
It took a long time for John to react, "Then I will continue to collect evidence." He hesitated, "Mr. Mu, Darius is very careful in
doing things. We may have to delay for a while."
"Start with Vivian." He said coldly, "I don't have so much patience. I will see the results within three days."
Before John could answer, he hung up the phone, his eyes full of evil emotions.
Darius...if it wasn't him...heh.
Returning to Joseph’s residence, Mathew was relieved when he saw him coming back, but his expression was still ugly.
After a pause, he walked over with a cane, "Kathy, how is she?"
Joseph's eyes were cold, as if facing a stranger.
But when she looked at the timid Maryam behind her, her eyes were like sharp swords, and she said coldly, "She hasn't woken
up yet, so I don't understand you now, but Maryam, live your last few days."
Maryam turned pale with fright, and walked a few steps forward, with crystal tears in her eyes, "Brother Joseph, what do you
want me to say before you can believe it, I really haven't pushed her..."
She herself naturally knew that this matter was unclear, and Kathy made it clear that she was framed.
That woman was really cruel enough to make herself fall.
Mathew couldn't help saying, "Kathy, Maryam said it wasn't her, you..."
It was only halfway through. Joseph interrupted her indifferently, his eyes were full of sarcasm, "You like the granddaughter you
brought back so much and killed all of your own great-grandchildren. Now you are satisfied with the result. ?"

Mathew paled immediately. The sentence killed his own great-grandson and pricked him in the heart.
That child of Kathy... is indeed the flesh and blood of their Joseph’s residence, his great-grandson.
It is impossible to say that it is not distressed.
He held the cane tightly in his hand, "Are you blaming me?"
Joseph turned his face, his face was only indifferent, "Yes, I blame you, I blame you for not being able to save my wife and
children, this home, I will never come back."
Mathew was completely stunned, his eyes were full of shock, and he looked at the man who had gone up to the second floor
with a shock.
What did he just say? He will never come back?
"Grandpa." Maryam's tears fell more fiercely. "What do we do now..."
Kathy's move is too cruel.
Joseph only changed his clothes, ate something casually, asked the servant to clean up his daily necessities, and rushed to the
hospital immediately.
Until the next night, Kathy hadn't woken up. The doctor said that she would wake up the next morning after the operation at the
latest.
Not thinking about eating, he directly called and told the attending doctor to come over, "Why hasn't she woken up yet."
The man's expression was sullen, "If you have poor medical skills, you don't have to stay at City N Hospital anymore."
These words were full of threats. The poor doctor was frightened every time he came to the ward for routine check-ups. Now he
is almost unable to keep his job.
Encountering such a thing, he is also unlucky.
He quickly called the two doctors to re-examine it together, and his face became more solemn after ten minutes.
Joseph only felt the claws scratching in his heart, "Say, why hasn't she woken up yet?"

In the end, the attending doctor couldn't help being pushed out. He helped his glasses and said tremblingly, "That's it... Mrs
Joseph didn't wake up, it's just... it's just that she doesn't want to wake up subconsciously, so she stays unconscious It is not
caused by injury or miscarriage."
She just...subconsciously didn't want to wake up.
When Joseph was stunned, looking at the woman who had been sleeping quietly on the bed, he only felt that his heart had been
hit hard.
She didn't want to wake up.
A person would rather sleep all the time than wake up to face this world. It is not that the injury is too serious, it is probably
because of no love...
Doesn't she hate him? Don't you gritted your teeth and wanted to retaliate against him?
How can I keep myself asleep and refuse to wake up.
Joseph suddenly raised his head and looked at the doctors coldly, "I didn't ask you to tell me these nonsense. If she still doesn't
wake up, you can leave the job."
Several doctors have been sweating on their foreheads, and one of them is bolder and pushed out, "Dean, Mrs Joseph's body is
still very weak, and because of his depression, he is temporarily drowsy. Don't worry too much, wait. Her body gradually
recovers, and her consciousness will not be suppressed by her subconscious, or you can talk to her every day."
Seeing that the man still did not respond to them, several doctors immediately left nervously.
After the door was closed, the ward was quiet enough to hear breathing.
Joseph walked to the bed and looked at the woman who fell asleep with the fund. There was no sign of waking up. Perhaps the
ear was too silent. Panic suddenly flooded into his heart, and he leaned down and pressed tightly. Hugged her.
"Kathy." He whispered her name in a low voice, his cheeks pressed against her soft but cold face, and there was a smell of
potion in his breath.
His lips fell gently on her cheeks, so soft, he kissed her white skin one by one, "Kathy, don't you hate me, don't you want to
avenge me? Why are you falling asleep..."

The man’s tall body covered her thin body, but he was always worried that the wound on her body was not really pressed. Every
word was pressed against her lips, “Don’t think of death or keep sleeping to revenge me. , I know you can hear me, Kathy."
The evening sun spilled in from the window, soft orange, the man picked up the woman on the bed with one hand, his profile was
so handsome and perfect, his eyes were full of obsessiveness when he looked at Kathy.
He turned sideways and no longer pressed her on his body, lying on his side, hugging her in his arms, kissing her brows every
once and again.
In the quiet ward, only the man's hoarse voice sounded, "As long as you wake up, as long as you don't leave me, you can
avenge me whatever you want."
"You don't like Maryam, I will drive her away. My grandfather hurt you. We will leave Joseph’s residence in the future. Children...
You like children, and we will have many children in the future..."
He unconsciously held her arm harder and harder,
He lost a child again... Maybe in the future, he won't have it again.
"Kathy." He couldn't help kissing her again and again. She would never allow him to kiss when she was awake. The last time she
kissed her, she was stabbed.
As early as the moment when he met her again, he already knew that in this life, revenge for Veronica, or anything else, would
not be more important than Kathy.
Time passed by, and she was always in his heart.