Trap me in your love

John threw down his gun and walked quickly into the room. Lawrence's men pointed their guns at him, and all of them looked at
him as if they were going to die.
"Why don't you take your master away? Or do you all want to die with him? "
...
They looked at each other, raised Lawrence and fled.
John walked towards Sharon, gritted his teeth and held her up. Looking at the scars in her face, he felt as if a knife were piercing
his heart.
"Sharon, are you okay? Damn it! How could Lawrence be so cruel to beat you like this? The three shots just now really let him
off. " John gnashed his teeth and his long and narrow eyes were filled with tears.
He gently brushed her hair stained with blood, and his heart ached.
"John." Hearing the voice, Sharon slowly opened her eyes and said with difficulty, "go and see Joyce. I'm afraid of her..."
"You only care about others. Why don't you look at yourself? Do you think you are made of iron! Why didn't you shoot at him
when that bastard hit you? Are you so stupid to let him hit you? " Greg was angry and annoyed. He thought that Sharon was so
smart, but she didn't even know how to fight back.
John and Caleb sent the two of them to the hospital. Although there were many scars on Sharon's body, they were just some
bruises. After bandaging, she was fine. Joyce was sent directly to the operating room.
There was silence in the ward.
Sitting on the edge of the bed and peeling an apple with a straight face, Sharon said, "you don't have to peel it. I don't want to eat
it. You are peeling an apple. People who don't know you might think you are cutting a corpse. "
"Corpse?" All of a sudden, John's eyes widened. He angrily put down the knife and the apple in his hand and shouted, "Sharon,
let me tell you, I'm not only trying to cut a corpse!"
"Why are you so loud? Just go ahead. Don't yell at me here!" Seeing that John was so irritable, Sharon couldn't help but shout at
him.

He felt sorry and angry because she was hurt. But was that what she wanted?
She was also a victim and she was innocent. If he was unhappy with her, just take her as a vent.
"What am I yelling at? If you listen to me, you won't get hurt today."
"It's my business. Does it have anything to do with you?"
"It has nothing to do with me... Yes, I care about you too much. Sharon, if I get involved in your business from now on, I won't
have an erection for the rest of my life! " With that, John slammed the door and went out angrily.
Tears of grievance, like broken pearls, burst out one by one.
After crying for a long time, Sharon came out of the ward. When she was about to go to the operating room to check on Joyce,
she saw Caleb coming over.
She asked nervously, "how is Joyce?"
"Mother and son are safe. Has been sent to the ward. "
"Really? That's great!" Sharon smiled and felt relieved. Looking at her red and swollen eyes, Caleb asked in confusion, "did John
scold you?"
Sharon didn't say anything but smiled bitterly.
In fact, she didn't need to tell him. With his understanding of John, he could guess his reaction.
The one he loved was in danger, and she didn't listen to his advice. She was beaten like this. Everyone would be angry. Although
Caleb could understand what John did, everyone in this situation needed comfort and care...
"Don't lower yourself to the same level as him. He has completely lost his mind in front of the person he likes. Do you think a
normal person would argue with a fool? "
Hearing Caleb's words, Sharon's gloomy mood was blown away. She felt much better.
"Who is stupid?" Hearing the voice, the two turned their heads, and John strode in with an unhappy face. "Caleb, did you just say
that I'm stupid? Tell me what's wrong with me? No matter how stupid I am, I'm not as stupid as someone. She doesn't know good
people. "

"John, who are you talking about?" Sharon stared at him with her watery eyes
"She knows."
"You..." She was so angry that she clenched her fists. If she hadn't had a stomachache, she would have punched him directly.
Looking at the complacent smile on John's face, Sharon's face turned cold and shouted, "nurse, I want to leave the hospital."
"Hey, you can't leave the hospital because of your wounds."
With a snort of contempt, Sharon turned around and went back to the ward. John was anxious and angry. He would do whatever
she wanted to do if she lost her temper, but health was not a joke.
"Stop it, Sharon. You are not allowed to leave the hospital."
Sharon suddenly stopped, turned around, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Mr. Qiao, are you caring about me?"
"Cut the crap."
"Good, very good! But I remember someone just said that if someone cares about me again, he won't have an erection all his
life. "
Bah!
John's face turned green in an instant.
"Then you can't enjoy it?"
"......"
"Fine, fine. Just stay in the hospital. Don't leave here before the doctor says you can leave the hospital!"
However, on the third day after Sharon stayed in the hospital, someone began to beg her to leave the hospital as soon as
possible, because he really didn't want to sleep on the sofa any more.

When Jasmine came back to the Xiao family, she knew that Lawrence was injured by John. When she saw that his hands and
feet were covered with thick gauze and he was lying on the bed at his last gasp, her heart ached as if it had been shot through
by a sharp arrow.
"Lawrence, I'm sorry. I..."
With a bang, Jasmine's face was slapped sideways. Lawrence could do nothing but watch the scene in front of him. Although he
felt sorry for her, the hatred in his heart was obviously excessive.
Enduring the pain, he turned his head aside and didn't look at her.
Aria squinted at Jasmine, her eyes filled with hatred and murderous will. If it weren't for Lawrence, she would have shot Jasmine
to death.
"Jasmine, shame on you! If it weren't for you, how could Lawrence get hurt? " Aria stretched out her hand and grabbed her arm.
Because of Aria's leg, Jasmine fell on the edge of the bed.
Her knees hit the floor directly, and the pain made her eyes burst into tears.
Her thin body was pressed tightly on the bed by Aria. Her hair was pulled from the back of her head and she felt a pain of
tearing. She raised her head and looked at Lawrence on the bed with a painful face.
"Do you know how many shots he got? Look at him. Look at his hands and legs. Do you still have the face to come back? Do
you think an apology can pretend nothing has happened? "