My Sweetheart novel Chapter 558

Joseph's tall figure approached. His menacing aura was dominating.

He pinched Zofia's wrist so hard that it was about to be broken.

"Joseph..." Zofia couldn't help but shed tears from the pain.

Joseph didn't even look at her. He stared at Kathy with his intense eyes.

Then he pushed Zofia away fiercely and stood in front of Kathy. The way she looked at him was very indifferent.

"Kathy." He called her.

Kathy came back to her senses and was at a loss for a moment.

Facing Joseph, she realized that she actually cared about what Zofia had just said.

Zofia drugged him, but now he seemed quite normal.

Could it be ... that the effects of the drug have been negated?

Did Zofia help him with that?

When she thought of this, her face couldn't help turning pale.

"What are you thinking?" Joseph frowned as he raised his palm to stroke her little face.

John told him just now that Kathy had already come to the hotel but for some reason left.

Joseph's eyes narrowed as he glanced at Zofia.

Her eyes turned red when she looked at them. She was completely disappointed at his indifference.

The next second, she turned around somewhat awkwardly, hating to look at the two who were deeply affectionate to each other.

Kathy shook her head and raised her eyes. She wanted to smile, but why did she had a sudden urge to cry?

As her tears rolled uncontrollably, she heard a sharp braking sound. They turned at the same time, only to see what had happened to Zofia...

Blood was all over her body...

Kathy widened her eyes and immediately ran over. Though the driver had already braked sharply, Zofia was still badly injured.

He staggered out of the car and said anxiously, "This is not my fault ... This crazy woman suddenly ran out..."

Zofia had already passed out, with her entire body covered in blood. Kathy immediately called an ambulance and then called the police. She leaned against Joseph as he held tightly her trembling little hand in the palm of his big hand.

"How could this happen..."

At this moment, Kathy could only steady herself by leaning against Joseph.

The man beside her had a gloomy expression, with his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Don't look." Joseph raised his big palm to block her view.

Even though her eyes were covered, the scene of Zofia covered in blood had been engraved in her mind.

In the hospital.

Kathy sat on the chair in the corridor, her body feeling quite cold. Bertie came over as Zofia was in the emergency room.

Seeing Joseph, Bertie rushed over and fiercely grabbed his collar. He was about to throw a punch at Joseph when the latter quickly grabbed his wrist.

The two similarly tall men confronted each other face-to-face.

"Joseph, my sister never owes you anything!" A note of hysteria crept into Bertie's voice.

Joseph pursed his thin lips, with his handsome face unperturbed.

"This has nothing to do with me."

"If you hadn't left her, how could this have happened to her?"

"I have no obligation to care for her." Joseph's voice was quite cold.

He had already indulged Zofia enough.

A further step was not appropriate.

"You have promised my mother! You're responsible for Zofia!" Bertie's voice was also extremely cold.

These words caused Kathy to look up in shock. She knew that Mrs. Marshall had done Joseph a great favor, but did he have to repay it by being with Zofia?

She felt colder all over her body.

She didn't want to give up her love like that.

Not at all.

"Responsible? Bertie, speak properly," Joseph said in a deep voice.

Mrs. Marshall did ask him to take good care of Zofia, but he would have definitely refused if she had meant he must marry Zofia.

"If anything happens to my sister, I will never let you off!" Bertie was extremely angry at this moment.