"Joanne," Brian's low voice was full of danger as he spoke, "Where are you going?"

Joanne's beautiful peach eyes rolled, trying to get away with it: Brian had a high fever, his head should not be so sober, would it be easier to lie to him than usual?

She made a serious "cough" and looked directly at Brian's deep bottomless eyes. She said, "Brian, you are actually dreaming."

"..." Brian frowned with a little danger and laughter.

In order to enhance her persuasiveness, Joanne nodded affirmatively. "In fact, you are sleeping at home, I am also at my brother's house. Everything you see now is a dream, including me!"

"Dream?" Brian suddenly smiled, and then stared deeply at Joanne, "Joanne, I do have such dreams a lot."

After Joanne left, he almost dreamed that she was coming back every day, just as quietly sleeping as she used to, as if her departure was just a nightmare he had.

She was really with him, but trying to tell him that it was a dream?

Brian stared at Joanne's lips and slowly lowered his head-

Joanne's eyes widened, and before she responded, she had a familiar touch on her lips. She was stunned.

Brian then discovered how much he missed her sweetness. The deeper the kiss, the tighter he held her, and the movement gradually became out of control...

"Joanne"

He was so carried away and called Joanne. The voice was still low, but there was no danger like just then, which was replaced by a deep feeling of longing.

Joanne's brain seemed to be hit by his voice. For a moment, she almost lost her mind under the soft heart. Suddenly she just wanted to hold Brian and respond to him and tell him the truth.

Telling him that he was not the only one who was tortured by longing during the past week.

Telling him that she didn't do any cruel things; the children were still in her belly.

But reason prevented Joanne's impulsiveness on time, forcing her to resist-

She pushed away Brian and said loudly, "Let me go! Don't touch me!"

Brian was frozen and stunned, then he looked up at Joanne coldly.

There was sufficient heating in the ward, and their body temperature remained in the hospital bed. Warm and dry, but Joanne felt a coolness from the bottom of her feet and quickly penetrated her bone marrow.

"Brian," Joanne squeezed out a complete sentence with all her courage left, "We are divorced, this is not good."

Brian hooked his lips and smiled unclearly. He said, "What should we be? Um?"

"..." Joanne did not know how to answer.

"Let me tell you."

Brian suddenly opened Joanne's coat, and kissed her neck and collarbone with his hot kiss. Every kiss was full of a dangerous aggression.

His thick and heavy breathing was on Joanne's thin skin, seeming to convey some kind of information, and Joanne clearly felt that the surrounding air had changed its taste.

She had angered Brian, or from the day she "induced the baby", Brian wanted to have his revenge.

In short, if he started that day, Brian would not be gentle, but he would not hurt her-that was very clear to Joanne, but he did not know that the children were still in her belly. She could withstand one of his paybacks, but the children couldn't.

Joanne did not know where her strength came from, she even pushed Brian away. Although Brian still pressed her legs so that she could not completely escape.

Joanne did not dare to struggle again, looking at Brian and emphasized, "We have signed a divorce!" The implication was that he could no longer do anything to her.

"So you still remember," Brian smiled coldly. He said, "But the person who violated the rules of the game is you-why did you go home yesterday?"

Joanne would not take his questioning lying down. She said, "I have several documents of the police station left in your home, I was there to take them back to the file management office."

Brian,"Got them?"

Joanne did not hesitate,"Yes!"

Brian smiled and said,"Did you leave?"

Joanne then realized that Brian was trapping her; she blinked and reached out to feel the temperature of his forehead. "...Hey, your fever is gone."

She knew that it was clumsy to change the topic like that, but... there was no other way.

Brian did not fall for that, and removed Joanne's hand. He leaned down dangerously to be close to her. "I have already told them that before I go out, no one is allowed to come in."

"..." Joanne looked blank-what did that mean?

It means- Brian slightly kissed her lips, "No matter what I do, no one will come in and bother us.

Joanne didn't know if Brian meant that, but she did think of that aspect. Her white face suddenly turned red, and at the same time she was speechless-how did they get back to that topic!

She reached out to block Brian, and confessed, "I admit that I didn't leave! Your fever was serious, I was afraid that you would turn into a fool because of it!"

Brian did not believe half a word. "Doctors and nurses were on the first floor, Gavin was also there, you could just leave me to them."

Joanne turned her head and her voice went down involuntarily. "I didn't know they were there... If I knew, I would have left immediately."

Brian looked at her deeply. "Joanne, look at me."

She generally did not avoid his gaze. The abnormality at the moment could only show that she was afraid of what he would see through.

Joanne pouted and she turned her head. "No!"

Brian squinted. "You dared to kiss me last night and now you can't even look me in the eyes?"

Joanne opened her eyes and turned to look angrily at Brian. "I didn't kiss you!" The voice was unconsciously weak. "I was just feeding you water. You had a high fever of 39 degrees, and I couldn't wake you up..."

Unexpectedly, Brian laughed, doing so especially cheerfully.

Joanne vaguely felt that something was wrong, and looked at Brian with doubts. "Were you not sleeping? How did you know?"

Brian said lightly, "I wasn't sure before you admitted."

Joanne felt like that she had been struck by lightning, and later she felt that she had fallen into the pit dug by Brian.

In a rage, Joanne blurted out, "So what! I had kissed you when I was ten years old!"

"..." Brian smiled even more cheerfully.

Joanne later realized that she had sunken herself further, and she struggled. "Brian, let me go!"

"Don't move!" Brian easily held Joanne, took her mobile phone on the bedside table, unlocked-the desktop background was the photo of them kissing in front of the tower.

He lifted the mobile phone to Joanne and asked her, "Why are you still keeping this photo?"

Joanne was stunned and grabbed the mobile phone. She didn't hesitate to delete the photo completely in front of him, and then looked at him with a bit of pride.

She knew that it was a very naive move, but she would show up sooner or later if she was tortured by Brian.

Compared with the showing up, what was wrong with being naive?

Brian stared at Joanne, and his unfathomable gaze suddenly became sharp.

If it wasn't for Joanne being so direct and frank, he couldn't remember that in the past few days, Joanne's performance was very abnormal.

To be precise, Joanne began to behave abnormally a few days before they had set off for France.

She always had a clear prioritization, never bothering him when he was working, but in those days she couldnt wait to stick with him all the time, whether he was in the office or in the study. While spending those days in France, she was even more inseparable from him.

After returning from Paris, she unexpectedly broke out. She did not listen to explanations. She stubbornly believed that he had a relationship with Rosalyn and insisted on the divorce.

At the moment, thinking of it, it was inconsistent. The intimacy in France in the past few days, was more like Joanne's farewell to him.

Before he thought that Joanne could not be threatened by Rosalyn, so he did not investigate Rosalyn. Right then it seemed that if he wanted to understand what Joanne had concealed, he had to start with Rosalyn.

Joanne instinctively thought that she was not far from exposing herself, so there was only one thought in her mind: run!

However, once there was an action, it was held down by Brian.

She was mad, but she was powerless, so she could only stare at Brian angrily.

Brian was actually calm and he asked, "Joanne, actually, you didn't want to divorce me, right?"

Joanne was stunned for half a second and then sneered. "If I didn't want to divorce you, why couldn't I wait to ask you to sign and move out of your house? I really wanted to divorce you!"

She unscrupulously greeted Brian's cold gaze while saying those words clearly. There was no sign of unnaturalness and lying, and it sounded like the truth.

Brian thought of another possibility: Joanne had already practiced countless times in the bottom of her heart, so she could say it in one go so that he could not find any loopholes.

Brian hooked his lips and said word for word,"I will find out everything."

Joanne was shocked deep in her heart while her beautiful peach eyes stared at Brian. She dared not let herself show a bit of panic.

What was the use if he found out the truth? Unless he had taken care of Rowdy before that.

They were in a sitzkrieg. At the time, the phone on the bed rang, it was Martha who had sent breakfast.

Brian did not have a bit of appetite, but looked at Joanne, he thus let Martha come in.

However, Joanne was still pressed by him.

Looking at Brian hanging up the phone, Joanne almost vomited blood. "Brian, let me go!" What would Martha think if she saw them right then!?

"What are you afraid of?" Brian did not care, "Martha knows very well what we are."

"That was before, now we are divorced!" Brian was still indifferent, Joanne had to threaten him, "or I will bite you!"

Brian looked at Joanne with a meaningful look. "It turns out that you usually like to bite people. I thought you only..."

Joanne's cheeks were hotter, decisively covering Brian's mouth and kicking his leg. Brian also intentionally released her, so that she could slip out of the bed easily.

At that time, Martha pushed the door of the ward with smile and walked in. She was not surprised by seeing Joanne there, so she opened the container and placed the breakfast on the table, saying,

"Simon asked me to bring you breakfast at seven o'clock. I wanted to wait for you to go out so I could come in, but it is almost noon. The doctor said that the young master needs to eat on time, I can only knock on the door."

After that, the breakfast was already set up. Martha did not stay for another second and left quickly.

Joanne stared at Martha's back and thought about going out with her unexpectedly, but when she just got up, her hand was caught by Brian.

Brian didn't even have to look at her, he knew what she wanted to do. Wanted to run? She could only think about it.

In an instant, Joanne only felt desperate and overwhelmed.

But she asked for it herself since she wanted to take care of Brian, so she couldn't cry!