My Sweetheart novel Chapter 710

She stabbed in a certain direction indiscriminately with a gleaming sharp dagger. The light reflected by the blade dazzled his eyes. Joseph was shocked for a second, then he reacted to grab her dagger, but it was too late, the blade had pierced his shoulder.

The blood quickly dyed the clothes red.

Kathy was panting and stepped back subconsciously. Her face was pale and bloodless, and the only action she could do was to dodge so that he wouldn't touch her.

Joseph looked at her face. He knew clearly that she hated him, he knew clearly she was bearing, and he knew better that when she stabbed him just now, she was not even avenging Marlon, she just could not bear his closeness and touch.

He began to understand that when he asked her if it hurt, her answer was only one word— Hurt.

Her pain was not in her wrist, just as now his pain was not because of the injury on his shoulder.

The pain was in their heart. Although it didn’t bleed, they all felt gut-wrenching.

He knew, he all knew.

Kathy's hand still held the dagger. There was a flash of panic in Joseph’s eyes. He asked in a low voice, "Give me the dagger, or you will hurt yourself."

She was emotionally unstable and she will hurt herself.

The tip of the dagger was still dripping blood. Kathy was backing away and maintained the distance from him. Her hands were tremble. Although it was not obvious, she can’t help trembling.

She looked at him alertly and her breathing was very disturbed.

Joseph didn't dare to approach her anymore, so he could only say in a low voice, "Put the dagger down, I won't touch you."

He looked at her pale and frightened face, and said in a hoarse voice again, "Kathy, I promise you, I will not touch you, as long as you put the dagger down."

Kathy only thought it was funny. She took the dagger from Jaydon's car. She just used it for self-defense, but he looked like she would use it to mutilate or commit suicide.

She won't, she certainly won't.

The blood on his shoulders was flowing fiercely, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and he kept looking at her with a pair of black eyes.

Until she stepped back to the other side of the bed, far away from his breath, and couldn't feel the pressure on his body, her nerves gradually relaxed and her hands didn't shake so much.

She said solemnly, "You go out."

Joseph looked at her without any movement.

Kathy smiled mockingly, "I'm right here, you don't need to worry that I will run. No, don't worry, I won't run."

"Okay." They were locked in a stalemate for a while. Then he said, "I'll go out, but don't take the dagger anymore."

She just took a dagger in self-defense, what if she hurt herself impulsively next time?

Kathy watched him leave the bedroom completely and close the door. Her nerves that had been high-strung gradually relaxed, and the whole person fell softly on the bed.

She had no strength at all.

She curled up on the bed, as if all her senses had disappeared. She closed her eyes and her fingers gripped the quilt tightly. Her strength was so strong that the wound oozed blood again.

Maryam ran over immediately when she heard the sound of footsteps. When she saw the blood on the man's shoulders, she almost screamed in fright.

"Brother Joseph, why are you hurt?"

Mathew heard the sound and looked over in surprise. He was also startled when he saw blood soaked through Joseph’s cloth, "What's wrong with you?"

Joseph was always expressionless. His handsome face was taut, and he didn't even look at them.