She hated that he would just treat her in this way!
"Okay. I will ask the doctor to come here." Irish turned around to call someone.
At the next moment, her hands were pulled by Joseph.
She stopped and returned.
Joseph held the glass with one hand and her wrist with another hand, and then he released his fingers to hold her fingers tightly. He pulled her to his side with strength.
"I am okay. I just need to take some medicine since I am clear about myself." His voice was soft and just fell on gently.
Irish looked at him with a hesitant expression, but she had to give up. She released her hands and went out of the bedroom.
Soon she came in with some medicine.
Joseph just looked at her, leaning his head against the bed.
The warm light fell on her clothes and made her look charming.
For the time being, he felt it was so good to just look at her quietly.
Irish felt shy by his gaze.
