One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 680

Violet snorted, "So that's it, I didn't even hear it."

"It's not like you don't know how good your husband's hearing is." Stanley pointed at his own ears with an undisguised sense of complacency.

Violet gave him a blank look, not bothering to pay attention to him.

In the room, Henry looked at Ivy, who looked like a madman, and felt badly in his heart.

He reached out and grabbed her shoulders, "Ivy, just calm down, okay?"

"Calm down?" Ivy looked at him with red eyes, "Henry, tell me, how can I calm down? My legs are ruined, I can't stand up anymore, I'm a wreck, how do you want me to calm down!"

She slapped the covers hard against her body.

Seeing how agitated she was, Henry hugged her tightly, "Don't move, Ivy, don't move, you'll aggravate the injury to your legs even more, they'll hurt even more!"

Ivy's head lowered and she bit down on Henry's shoulder hard.

Henry grunted in pain, cold sweat pouring from the corners of his forehead, his face twisted for a moment.

Yet even so, he had no intention of pushing Ivy away, allowing her to bite him.

He knew that she was suffering inside, her body was in pain and she needed to vent it.

He could not do anything else for her, but he could help her share some of her pain.

With that, Henry clenched his fists and endured the sharp pain in his shoulder.

Ivy bit down hard, really hard, as if she wanted to bite a piece of his flesh off.

In the end, however, Ivy did not know out of what frame of mind she let go of Henry.

Henry got his shoulder free and stepped back, then craned his head to look over his shoulder.

There, the white shirt was already oozing bright red.

He can imagine the weight of her bite on the shoulder under the white shirt.

Ivy grabbed Henry's arm and said in a trembling and hopeful voice, "Henry, you're lying to me, aren't you? My legs can still be saved, right? They're not ruined, are they? Please tell me they're not broken, they're still saved, please, can you tell me?"

The way Ivy was pleading so bitterly made Henry's heart feel all sorts of bad.

It was the first time he had seen her begging him so helplessly, so pitifully.

The previous her, relying on the fact that he loved her, had never been so nice to him, but condescending and bossy, never putting him in her sights, feeling that she was above him for being willing to talk to him.

But now, she was willing to bow her head and treat him with such an attitude.

In the past, he would have been happy that she was finally willing to talk to him without looking down on him.

But now that it's actually happening, he can't be happy.

Only because, with this attitude, and not because of him, but in order to get from him the answer that her leg could still be saved.

Once she doesn't get it, she'll still turn back to that condescending look.

She never had him in her sights, from the beginning to the end.

"I'm sorry, Ivy, your legs are really hopeless, your kneecap is completely shattered and with the current medical technology, there is nothing that can be done." Henry looked at Ivy and shook his head.