"Maryam?"
Joseph frowned, and threw the phone back. "Do you want to go on sleeping? Or have breakfast first? I'll cook noodles for you."
Kathy said tonelessly, "Your sister Maryam called you early in the morning, won't you call back?"
Joseph looked at her face, smiled and said in a low voice, "You are angry, I had no time to talk to Sister Maryam. Now it is more important to feed my Kathy."
Why did she feel when he said the word "feed", he meant something else?
Her face became sullen, "I don’t like men who flirt in bed. Get out of my way."
Joseph raised his eyebrows and looked down at his leg on the floor, "Baby, I'm down."
Kathy frowned, her face becoming more terrible, "Who do you call baby? Can you be more disgusting?”
He always called her name, but now he called her baby.
Kathy only felt goose bumps, although she didn't feel sick when the man called her baby.
He lowered his head and kissed her neck again and again. His lips curved in a smile, "Do you want me to be more disgusting? I'm just worried that you will be too tired because you haven't eaten breakfast."
The man's dark eyes were very bright, dangerous and hot. His hands had reached into her clothes.
Kathy was immediately furious. She picked up the pillow next to her and threw it over, "Go out!"
Joseph's eyes still fell on her. The simple white shirt made her look more soft and sexy.
His eyes gradually became more deep, and Kathy was taken aback. She became even more angry. She picked up a pillow and threw it on him again.
"Joseph, get out!"
"Okay." He took the pillow and was not angry at all, "I'm going to cook the noodles. If the noodles are served and you haven't come out yet, it means that you are not hungry, and then we can do other thing."
After that, he placed the pillow on the bed. After hesitating for half a second, he took the phone away.
He thought that if Marlon's call was also picked up by her...
He didn't dare to think, didn't dare to think that she would really leave him when she found Marlon.
So he frowned and said to the woman who was looking for the clothes, "Don't answer my phone next time, eh?"
Kathy's hand paused, and then she said thinly, "Don’t let your phone wake me up."
The door was quickly closed, Kathy stopped looking for clothes, casually took a piece of clothing out of the cabinet, and sat down on the bed.
She was a little tired.
Obviously Joseph was the person she wanted to leave most, but now he was her only shelter.
Have a child?
What if she is really pregnant?
The child could not be born because of an accident last time, but what about next time?
He couldn't really let go of Veronica's death, and she wouldn't let go of Angela 's last wish.
They always seemed to miss each other like this, miss each other again and again.
She can't get pregnant, absolutely can't.
The relationship relying on the child was too fragile. The next time they broke up, except for her, even the child will be innocently affected.
But in the past few days, Joseph refused to take any precautions. She had missed the time to take the emergency contraceptive pill.
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