You Are The Apple of My Eyes

"I hit you all the way?" Nina was flabbergasted. She stared at the man who was sitting on the bed with doubt. He was very serious and didn't seem to be lying.

John had always been calm. His eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and because of her subconscious love for him, Nina never dared to look directly into John's eyes, nor did she dare to use the subtle expressions on him.

Nina was sensitive and was afraid to find out any factors that would make her sad from John.

That was why she never applied the psychology of micro expressions to the people around her.

"Yes." John didn't want to admit it. But if Nina could stay to take care of him he didn't care about his dignity

With a suspicious look on her face, Nina still couldn't believe it.

"Think about it carefully. Did you hit someone all the way last night?" The person that John mentioned was Richard.

Except for Richard's appearance, his figure was similar to John. Nina was drunk and her eyes were blurred. How could she see clearly if that person was him or not.

Therefore, John looked very calm, as if he was the one who was beaten last night.

Freud once divided the human's mental activities into three levels: consciousness, premonition and subconsciousness. In fact, what we think we may forget is not really forgotten, but stored in the subconsciousness.

As long as Nina thought carefully, she could remember what had happened after she was drunk, but she might not remember it clearly.

Nina vaguely recollected some scenes. She did hit a tall man with a grappling skill. It seemed that she had beaten him hard at that time. "But I remember there is another mane." Nina murmured in confusion which was heard by John.

"Richard." John explained to Nina that the other man was Richard.

Nina felt it was strange. "Why didn't he help you when he saw you being beat by me?"

II '......" John was speechless.

Seeing John kept silence, Nina said "You must have bullied Richard many times, so he watched you being beat."

Nina looked at John with regret and disgust.

"Ha ha." John sneered, "I hope you can still speak out freely in the following days."

Nina was stunned.

'Oh my God! He was going to take revenge again.

I can only think in my heart and can't say it out in the future?!!

"Well, I'll call a doctor for you?" Nina immediately grinned, trying to please him.

"It's too late to please me now." John picked up his phone and called Brian, asking him to come over and took the wheelchair. Then he told Brian not to let others know about it. Hearing this, Nina realized that what he said was true.

She couldn't help but glance at John's leg, with regret and worry in her eyes. When Dr. Brian appeared, she was sure that John's leg had been injured and that he have to spend several days in a wheelchair. Nina was worried about him.

"Doctor, when will his leg recover?" She was not only worried, but also a little anxious when she spoke.

How could she not be anxious since John had already been in a wheelchair?

Did somebody can sit on a wheelchair casually? The man who sat on it must be disabled.

"Now you care about me?" John leaned against the wheelchair, with one hand supporting his head and the other hanging on the edge of the chair. He tapped his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. He seemed in a good mood.

"Cut the crap. Where can I find my husband if you had an accident?" Actually Nina meant that if something happened to John, she wouldn't be able to get the information about her husband. However, this sentence was ambiguous, and the people around were moved.

Helen wiped her tears and said, "Madam, you and Mr. John love each other very much. Don't worry, Mr. John will be fine. He will always be by your side and accompany you. He won't let you lose your husband at such a young age."

"You mean my husband is him?" Helen's words seemed to be understood in this way, but it was not the case.

"Lose her husband?" John gritted his teeth and said. The first few words were quite pleasant to hear, but what did the last sentence mean?

Cursing his death or her husband's death?

"Sorry, I didn't say anything. I'll leave now." Realizing that she had said something wrong, Helen turned around and left.

No one answered Nina's question, as if they agreed with Helen. Nina only felt that they were just joking, or that they were too eager to find a wife for John.

After all, John was already thirty years old.

"Madam, please take good care of Mr. John these days. I'll bring the medicine here in the afternoon." Brian carried the medicine cabinet and left.

He was afraid that he would tell her the truth if he didn't leave.

As a doctor, it was immoral to deceive the family of a patient.

Mr. John was not a patient just because his legs were numb.

But how did his leg become numb...

This remained to be discussed. Either he didn't move, or he had exercised too much.

Brian thought that Mr. John's wife was so beautiful that he must exercise too much.

Before leaving, he looked back at the two people in the living room. Madam felt guilty, and Mr. John must be proud in his heart.

Mr. John was really a liar who only fooled his wife.

After the doctor left, Nina squatted in front of John and reached out to pinch his shin. She asked worriedly, "Does it hurt? Are you still conscious?"

John really didn't know whether he should feel lucky or sad. He was glad that Nina would take the initiative to care about him, and he was also sad about what she had said.

"I just got an internal injury on my leg, not a cripple." So why did she ask him pain or not? Why did she ask him still conscious or not?

Especially he remembered that when he hadn't known that Nina was his wife yet, she had scolded himself as a disabled person.

John was angry.

He was in a bad mood, and the temperature around him dropped several degrees.

Nina realized that she had said something wrong, but it's because she cared about him.

It was indeed her fault to hurt his leg. Now seeing a handsome man with healthy limbs suddenly sitting on a wheelchair, she felt even more uncomfortable.

It was as if hitting John would hurt his heart.

"John. I'm sorry." This was the first time that Nina had apologized to John. It was rare for her to obediently lower her head in front of him.

Nina didn't always like to set herself against John. She had always yielded to soft approach but rejected force. Look at Michelle, Nina always yielded to her coquetry. While John always wanted to suppress Nina.

With a gleam shining in John's eyes, he reached out and pulled Nina squatting in front of him into his arms. Nina staggered and sat on John's thigh.

"John. What are you doing?" Nina's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She panicked and tried to get up from his legs.

As soon as she got up, John pulled Nina into his arms and sat down. He leaned over and smiled evilly next to her. "Little girl, you should call me husband from now on."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐