After Elizabeth saw off Lydia and went back to the ward, she saw James lying on the bed and staring at her. "What's the matter?" She was surprised and then asked, "Are you not feeling well?" After a long while, James nodded slightly, "Yeah." "How?" Elizabeth ran over in a hurry, "Does your wound hurt?" James shook his head and looked weak. "What's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable to lie prone?" He must feel uncomfortable because he had been lying in such a posture for a long time. "Yes." James nodded and then looked at Elizabeth. "But you can't lie on the bed now. Hold on first." Saying this, she pulled down the quilt a little, "I'll give you a massage, and you may feel better." However, James grabbed her hand, "No, you are tired. I'm just a little depressed." "Why?" Elizabeth thought that he was referring to what had happened that day and comforted him, "It's okay now, it's just that you've suffered a little. It's also my fault.
"Not bad." James raised his eyebrows and looked at her belly again. In fact, he was looking forward to having his own child. "If it weren't for the fact that dad and mom are urging us, you... wouldn't..." In the past, they also talked about children because of Adele, and this was the second time they talked about this. But this time was different. He said it so directly. "Yeah, they are too annoying." James nodded, but he said in heart, "Even so, I can't wait to have my own child. If I didn't get injured and I could move as usual, I would sleep with her right here." Elizabeth was silent. She lowered her head and looked at the ground, having a lot of thoughts in her mind. "Hey, don't ask me. What about you? Do you like children?" James grabbed her hand and shook it again. "Me?" Elizabeth smiled and said, "Yes." Hearing this, James said with smiling eyes, "I knew that you like children. My son must be very handsome!" Elizabeth w
"What's wrong with aunt?" Josephine snorted coldly, "She suffers from alcoholism." Elizabeth was shocked and didn't know what to say. Josephine glanced at her and then quickly followed the nurse in front of her. Elizabeth stood where she was, not knowing if she should follow them to take a look. Thinking of what they had done to her in the past, she thought that she should not do this. But she had lived with them for so many years, and that was a matter of the past. Just as she was hesitating, Josephine, who was walking in front of her, suddenly stopped and turned around, saying, "Come over here." ...... Charlotte was sent to have her stomach pumped because of alcoholism. Elizabeth and Josephine stood outside the door and both of them didn't say anything. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward. Josephine stopped Elizabeth just because she said that she was in a hurry to go out and didn't bring any money with her, and she asked Elizabet
Elizabeth was in a bad mood as she walked towards James's ward. Thinking about what Josephine said just now and the injuries on her body, she couldn't tell how she felt. Josephine said that she hated her, and she felt a little helpless. Josephine hated her, but she didn't think that she had done anything wrong. She just took back what belonged to her. Was she wrong? Was it her fault that they chose to live that kind of life? "Honey, what are you thinking about?" "What?" Elizabeth raised her head and looked at James who was standing outside the ward, "Why did you come out?" "Waiting for you!" James raised his eyebrows, "You have been there for more than an hour, and you forgot to take your mobile phone." As he said this, he gently flicked her forehead, "Do you know how worried I am?" "What are you worried about? I'm fine, aren't I?" James snorted, "Why have you been out for so long?" "I had dinner and then bought something." She shoo
Three days later. James's injuries were almost cured, so he clamored to go home. After getting out of the car, they roughhoused and entered the house. Jane had been waiting for them at the door for a long time. When she saw them changing into slippers that she had just taken out, she smiled and said, "Young master, young madam, you should know that, right? You didn't come back in the past few days, and madam came here and asked someone to redecorate the kitchen. It's so beautiful." Upon hearing this, James's smile suddenly froze and he looked a little unhappy. Humph! How could he be happy? Originally, he was joyful to go home, but Jane mentioned the kitchen as soon as he entered the house. No one would be happy in the circumstances. Elizabeth bent over to change the shoes, and she didn't know that James's face had changed at this time. She smiled and said, "Is that so? Mom didn't tell us about that. Has she finished the decoration?" "Maybe she
"What's wrong with me?" James stood at the door with one hand on the doorknob. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with an ambiguous smile on his face. "You..." Elizabeth's face was burning hot and she didn't dare to look at James who was smirking, "Why don't you wear clothes?" He was completely naked. Besides, he didn't even wipe his wet hair and body. Water drops rolled down his body from time to time, which made her so shy. She swallowed with difficulty. "I forgot to take clothes with me." "Isn't there a bath towel inside?" James didn't take it seriously, "What should I wear a bath towel? I'm so comfortable in this way." Comfortable? Looking at Elizabeth's face which was as red as a ripe shrimp, James was overjoyed in heart, but his face was serious, "Why don't you look at me while speaking?" Elizabeth stared at the ground with depression and stuttered, "You... How can I look at you?" She felt so ashamed! "What's wro
Elizabeth sighed, "Go to bed. You won't feel itchy anymore when you fall asleep." James was so angry, "How can I fall asleep in this way?" "Then who's the one to blame?" "You..." James gritted his teeth, feeling like he had nothing to say. Yes, who was the one to blame? He asked for it. But had he done anything wrong? What's wrong with his wanting to be clean? Nobody wanted to be sweaty and smelly! He knew that he shouldn't scratch the wounds, but he still felt so uncomfortable! He felt that there seemed to be countless ants crawling on his wounds, but he was controlled and couldn't scratch it. He would even feel better if he was punched by someone. Alas! He couldn't feel more helpless and desperate! "That is because I couldn't take a bath for a few days and I couldn't stand it any longer! I am so innocent, honey..." He softened his voice and said in a pettishly charming manner. Although Elizabeth was worried about him, she held fir
The night was so long. Time passed by d*mn slowly! Looking at Elizabeth's sleeping face, James felt at ease, but he was also suffering. His back and butt were so itchy! He couldn't lie down because of the injuries on his body, and could only lie on his side. Elizabeth's head pillowed on one of his arms. It seemed that she was really worried that he would scratch his back after she fell asleep. She grabbed the other hand of him tightly with both of his hands. Therefore, it was impossible for him to scratch his back at the moment. No! He was a real man and his words carried weight. How could he break his promise? But... he felt really itchy and couldn't stand it! He had been suffering like this for two hours, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, and his wounds became itchier and more uncomfortable. Finally, he could only grit his teeth and gently break away from her hands. Then he put her head on the pillow softly before letting out a