"Yvette... You really can't eat..." Granny couldn't help but shed tears.
I put on a desperate smile and said, "it's all because of me. I can't have a baby, but I can get my family's business. Grandma, Grandpa, dad and mom, don't look at me. As long as I finish eating, all the difficulties can be solved..."
I ate up all the chocolate with tears in my eyes, and Donald's voice sounded faintly --
"There is one thing you are wrong about. Even if Trista can't get pregnant for the rest of her life, I still love her. No matter what happens, I won't leave her. Even if she leaves me voluntarily, I will pursue her back to the end of the world!"
I raised my tearful eyes and couldn't believe what Donald said!
He loved Trista so much
How could it be possible
"Yvette, now that you have finished your chocolate, can we go back?" My mother helped me up.
"Is it possible to let you go in this way?" Donald's words made me uneasy. Is there any punishment next
"I can let you go as long as I have one of your hands. For the sake of Trista, I can only break her tendons. This is my last tolerance."
"Mr. Donald!!!" Her mother knelt down at once and said with tears all over her face, "Yvette started her design from primary school. It's very suitable for her to use her hands to draw the drawings. If the tendons of her hands are broken, how can she draw in the future? How can she design? How can she support her family?"
"That's not my concern." He replied coldly, "according to you, my wife's life is not as important as your daughter's hand?"
"No, that's not what I mean." Her mother shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "But Yvette really can't live without her hands... Mr. Donald, I beg you. Please let her go, okay? She has already made a mistake..."
"Mr. Donald! It's all our fault. It's all our fault. It's our fault. Fortunately, you found it in time and Madam wasn't seriously injured. Can you just let it go? Yvette has eaten all the chocolate now and can't have a baby in her life. Please forgive her and let her go!"
"Donald, we have been friends for many years. Please don't do such a cruel thing to Yvette. I beg you..." she also knelt down.
"I beg you, too!"
"Grandpa, grandma, why are you doing this?" Ira advised, "Master has been very kind. If Madam hadn't stopped him this time, you would have thought that Miss Yvette was just as simple to break the hand tendons. I have made an exception for you. I hope you are satisfied. Don't haggle any more. If you piss him off, the consequences will be more serious than now. Don't make things difficult for him."
Her mother looked at Trista and said, "Madam , I know you are the kindest woman in the world. Could you please forgive Yvette? Yvette is still a child. She has been spoiled by us since she was a child and doesn't know how to behave herself. I believe this experience is enough to teach her a lesson. I promise that I will discipline her well after we go back and won't let her hurt others again..."
Her grandmother also pleaded, "yes, Madam , please, please save her... Please..."
"What are you waiting for? Pull her down."
"Mr. Donald????"
"Mr. Donald????"
"Donald, do you really want me to have a pair of hands?" I looked at him with tears in my eyes, "are you willing to do that? Have you forgotten that I used these hands to play the piano for you when you were a child? I took off the plane..."
He looked indifferent.
"Miss Yvette, please." Ira made a gesture of invitation politely.
I shook my head and placed my last hope on Donald. "Donald... Do you have to pay such a price just because I like you? Do you really want me to do it? Do you really have no feelings for me?"
"Ira!"
"No, I don't want to lose my hands... Donald, I know I was wrong! Please forgive me! Dad, mom, help me..." I cried.
"Yvette!!!"
Then I was dragged away by a group of bodyguards
Trista's pov
After a long time, two bodyguards carried Yvette out. She was so painful that she lost consciousness and fainted.
"Go back. From now on, leave City A and don't let me see you!" Donald asked her to leave.
Yvette's mother rushed to Yvette, "Yvette, Yvette, wake up, Yvette..."
"Call the doctor to our house. Hurry up!" Yvette's father picked up Yvette and left.
After the people of The Short family left, I leaned weakly in Donald's arms and asked, "have we gone too far?"
He gently stroked my hair and asked, "what? Are you feeling sympathy for me again?"
"I just think our punishment tonight is a little cruel to Yvette. She is just a child..."
"You are too kind!"
He gently kissed my forehead and said, "well, don't think too much. I'll take you back to your room to rest."
"Donald, what if I can't get pregnant in the future?"
He is the only child in the family. If he has no heir because of me, I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Lion family
"What are you thinking about all day long? Even if I can't give birth to a baby, so what? I married you, not taking you as a fertility machine. I can't give birth if I can't. I'm worried about you." He carried me upstairs with a smile and didn't take my worry seriously at all.
"But other people have children, but we don't. don't you think it's a regret in your life?"
"Do we have to have what others have? Why should we live the same way as others?" He rubbed my nose and said with a smile, "a different life is better, isn't it?"
"I know you are comforting me..." I sighed, feeling depressed and sad.
"You only ate two pieces of chocolate, and the poison is not very poisonous. In the next few days, I will ask the doctor to prescribe medicine and discharge the poison as soon as possible." He put me on the bed and covered me with the quilt. "Even if you really can't give birth to a baby, it won't affect my love for you. So, stop your messy thoughts and have a good sleep. Don't worry anymore."
I'm so upset. He doesn't want a baby now, but that doesn't mean he won't want it in the future. What if he suddenly wants it one day and I can't give birth to it!
"Donald, the Lion group hospital has gathered internationally famous doctors, right? Are they sure that they can help me restore my previous physique? I mean, is there any way to make me pregnant?"
"What? Are you so eager to give birth to a baby for me?" He laughed, "do you want to be a mother?"
"I just... I don't want my right to be a mother to be deprived..."
I'm wronged to die for no reason
"If you want to be pregnant, you don't need to find a doctor..." he lowered his head and kissed my lips. His voice was tempting. "I have a way..."
"Don't... what do you want to do..." I pulled up the quilt in a hurry. "You still have wounds on your body. Don't forget what you promised me. Don't do that before your wounds recover!"
He snorted, "I see. Have a good rest!"
Donald's pov
When she walked out of the room, I told Ira in a low voice, "ask the doctor to prescribe the best medicine. Make sure that my wound will recover as soon as possible!"
After saying that, he whispered, "this stupid woman, dose she want me desire her to death? ?"
When the wound recovers, I have to wait!
"Master ..." Ira coughed slightly, as if to imply something. "In fact, Madam means that you can't do that when you are sober. If you are not sober, then... It's excusable for you to do that, isn't it from your original intention?"
That made sense! Why didn't I think of it!
I patted Ira's shoulder and gave her a look of appreciation. "I didn't expect you to be so smart in this respect!"
"I..."
Then drink!
As long as I was drunk and pretended to do that to her, she would not refuse
I went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of wine. After drinking half a bottle, I opened the bedroom door with the smell of wine
When Trista was about to take a rest, I pressed on top of her. She reached out to stop me. "Donald, what are you doing?"
"I'm drunk..." Ira cupped her face in her hands and kissed her randomly. It seemed that her trick worked. She didn't resist
I was about to kiss him again
Unexpectedly
"This wine... The alcohol concentration is only 14. 8%. Don't try to fool me. Go away and don't pretend!"
I didn't expect it to be exposed so soon
Well, I forgot that this woman was born in a prestigious family. She must have tasted this kind of good wine!
She left. I drank another bottle of whisky. This time, I pushed the door open with confidence and kissed her awake from her sleep