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Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 144

Late at night, Harriet was woken up by a burst of pain in her lower abdomen.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, surveyed the room's decoration, found that it was not her own apartment, she turned over, and unexpectedly saw Wesley lying beside her with his eyes closed.

After a daze, Harriet carefully gazed at the man's calm sleeping face, without the usual cold indifference and harshness in the daytime, now the delicate outline of his face made him look gentle and elegant, surly enough to make people can not move their eyes from him.

"Aha..." Harriet still wanted to look at his handsome face, but her belly became painful again, and she couldn’t hold back a low cry. She planned to get out of bed quietly.

"What are you doing?"

Wesley's deep and mellow voice rang out abruptly, almost scaring Harriet.

"To the bathroom... I woke you up?" Asking softly but there was no reply, Harriet nimbly went into the bathroom.

After that, Harriet felt more pain in her belly, even hand warmers didn’t work. She tossed and turned on the bed painfully. Finally Wesley asked, "Very painful?"

"Yes..." Harriet was lying breathlessly on the bed, and even her voice was very weak.

In the past, she was not so delicate during the period, but after the kidney replacement operation, not only the monthly period time was in disorder, but the pain was also unbearable. Later in the "Star Moon" bar, she soaked herself in the ice bucket, which increased the period pain. Now each time, the period would torture her one or two days.

Being painful and dazed, Harriet noticed that Wesley got out of bed and went out.

After a while, a pungent smell of medicine came, Harriet opened her eyes in a cold sweat, and saw Wesley standing at the head of the bed with a bowl of Chinese medicine, ordering, "Get up and take medicine."

Harriet frowned, "No."

She was already in such pain, and she still had to suffer from the bitter taste of the medicine?

Wesley did not talk much with her, directly lifted the quilt and dragged her up.

The strong smell of medicine ran into Harriet's nose, her wrists were held by Wesley painfully, her abdomen was also extremely painful. Harriet felt it was the most aggrieved moment in her life.

"Wesley, I don't seem to have offended you, why do you force me to take the medicine?"

Seeing the tears in the corners of the her eyes, a trace of impatience flashed in Wesley's eyes, "Don’t you say that your stomach hurts? Taking it can relieve the pain."

Harriet froze, and then subconsciously said, "You can be so kind?"

The air suddenly froze, Harriet gradually noticed Wesley’s cold expression, and reluctantly took the medicine bowl, hold her breath to take the medicine all.

The bitterness of the medicine was just like her current mood.

He didn’t love her, but always helped her when she was in trouble. What was he thinking about? She couldn't fiJonesre it out.

"The medicine is finished, are you satisfied?" Harriet put the porcelain bowl down heavily and got off the bed quickly, "I won't stay here to trouble you, see you."

While talking, she walked straight towards the door, but Wesley unceremoniously dragged her back with one hand.

"Harriet, you can’t lose your temper without considering the situation."

Harriet admitted that probably because of her period, she was in a bad mood and emotionally sensitive and she lost her temper unreasonably, but she just felt very aggrieved and cried out without thinking.

"Yes, I am out of mind and do not know the rule, after all, I’m a humble woman, not as good as Louisa, who is a noble celebrity. Even if she is rolling on the ground, you will also think she is noble and virtuous, right?"

"Harriet!"

Wesley narrowed his eyes, clasped her wrist with force, and directly pushed her down on the bed.

"Before I run out of my patience, control your temper."

In normal times, Harriet would say sorry, but now she refused to do that. Maybe the pain in her abdomen made her lose her sanity.

"If you don't like, you can throw me out, I was born with a bad temper. I like to act against others, and I can't change."

When did this woman dare to disobey him like this? This was simply an example of not knowing how to die.

Wesley sneered, "Very well, I am good at dealing with your kind of symptom which do not know how to behave."

Chapter 144 You're Jealous 1

Chapter 144 You're Jealous 2

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