CHAPTER 8: DON'T BE CHILDISH

Cathy felt a little surprised when seeing him, after all, it was rare to see him before.To her surprise, he took her to the hospital himself. It was a bit like a dream.

Cathy also did not answer his question, turned her head.

Sighing, Tyrone pulled up a chair and sat down . He opened the hot porridge box and said firmly, "you must give up smoking from now on, understand?”

Cathy sneered and said in anger: "ah! Who do you think you are?"

"Cathy, you are not small child, don't play child temper."Tyrone said lightly, blowing porridge to her lips. I let them put sugar in it, I know you like to eat sugar, just have a sip."

“Take it away, I won't eat it!” Cathy turned around and her tone was terrible.

He seemed thoughtful, remembering what she likes to eat and what she doesn't.

And she's not a little girl!

Saw she was so stubborn, Tyrone frowned, lower his head to eat the porridge.He was on top of her, holding her tightly with his legs,then he squeezed her lips to kiss her in order to force her to eat the porridge.

After several times like this, a bowl of porridge was finished,and the girl in his arms quieted down. glaring at him as if his behaviors were unpardonable.

Tyrone rubbed her delicate lips with his fingers.

Light pink,soft, kissing makes him rose libido, but here is hospital, and she's not feeling well.He must control himself. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Cathy, if I catch you smoking next time, I have plenty of ways to deal with you."His hand rested on her bedside and seemed to embrace her tenderly.

“leave me alone”She was afraid to make eye contact with him. After all, his face looks cool.She turned and covered herself with the quilt

He should have stayed because she was unwell.

If he would stay and look after her, and be good, she would obey him.Promised!

In less than a minute,She heard the noise of packing.He was about to leave.”I have something to deal with. Please take a rest and I will pick you up tomorrow when I am free”

Frustrated, she wrapped herself in the quilt

In his mind, she is inferior to work.

Cathy said nothing, Tyrone stopped at the door, asked: "Is there anything I can help ?"

Cathy knew that he probably refers to his father's matter, she felt uncomfortable and irritable: "I can solve it, just go!"

What a childish temper! He sighed softly.

He did not like the marriage, but she was at least his nominal wife, and she had been nice and behaved, so he could not leave her alone.

After leaving the ward, Tyrone thought for a moment, took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "please help me contact Matt Spenser. Tell him I will visit him.”

The next morning ,she woke up and waited for him, but he didn't come.

He lied to her.