Victoria still maintained the posture of sitting on the man's waist, slightly dissatisfied as she pursed her lips.
He had just kissed and abruptly stopped halfway, saying that he would wait for her to fully recover before continuing.
But her body was already fine now, with no hidden aftermath.
Although the medical report said that strenuous exercise was not allowed.
But having sex is not considered a particularly strenuous exercise, right?
She was not a delicate porcelain doll that would shatter at the slightest touch.
Yet he treated her with such caution.
"Why are you more careful about my health than me?" She muttered softly.
Jack, who had just been pushed onto the bed by Victoria, slowly sat up at this moment.
He affectionately held the girl in his arms, reached out, and rubbed her head, his dark eyes filled with endless affection, "I can't go through what happened to you in a coma again."
Victoria was startled by his words, her breath hitching.
So that's how it was...
During those two months of her coma, she couldn't imagine how he endured the pain night after night...
She remembered when she first woke up, seeing how much thinner he had become, more haggard than she, the one who was ill.
Those two months must have been too painful and agonizing for him.
So now everything was about being cautious, waiting for her body to fully recover, ensuring there were no hidden aftermaths before proceeding...
Jack was moved to tears, and accidentally spoke his mind, "So you're so worried about me, thinking so much about me, I thought you couldn't do it."
Jack stared at her blankly.
The air suddenly became quiet.
The atmosphere abruptly became dangerous.
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