I wrapped my arms around my chest, trying to warm myself up, but in vain.
Seeing me like this, Michael became a little annoyed.
“You don’t want to do it?”
“No! I don’t want to!”
My voice was hoarse and my throat seemed to be cut by a sharp blade. My words were full‘
of sadness.
Michael looked at me with a frown, as if he didn’t understand why I refused him so fiercely,
At this moment, I finally understood that he really didn’t love me.
Otherwise, how could he bear to hurt me like this?
When I looked up, I saw Wesley coming back with the medicine not far away. He was consulting the doctor about something and then memorized it carefully. The sweat on his forehead showed that he had been running back.
He was so handsome. He looked like him…
I looked at Michael‘s chest. I wanted to raise my hand to feel his heartbeat, but he suddenly took a step back.
Seeing him treat me like this, I smiled bitterly and withdrew my hand silently.
Looking straight into his cold eyes, I finally asked him such a question.
“You don’t love me anymore, do you?”
He was stunned, and then his face was full of sarcasm.
He said, “Emma, behave yourself. You will always be my wife.”
His answer was within my expectation.
No direct answer was the answer.
I tried to smile at him, but somehow I just put on a stiff smile.
“Well, I don’t want to be your wife, Michael.”
‘Are you blaming Michael?”
Harper hobbled over and sat next to Michael.
“Michael didn’t mean to do that. You are okay now, right? Don’t argue with him about this.”
“What about you?” I took a look her foot wrapped in gauze and said, “If you came here a little later, the wound should have healed.”
“It’s not Harper‘s fault. You don’t have to blame her. Emma, why don’t I find you to be so mean before?”
Michael stood up and looked down at me. People who didn’t know us would think that Harper was his wife.
Seeing that I didn’t say anything more, Michael gradually calmed down.
He helped Harper up.
“I’ll send Harper back.”
I didn’t say anything. I just closed my eyes silently.
Would he listen to me if I said no?
He wouldn’t listen to me. Instead, he would blame me for being thoughtless.
The nurse, who had witnessed everything, looked at the back of Michael and Harper, and then looked at me who was having an infusion alone. She couldn’t help asking, “Emma, do you have something wrong with your marriage?”
