Chapter 800 Kicked Him
"Quentin, I'm warning you, if you dare to force yourself on me, I will..."
Grace didn't finish her sentence when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck.
The pain grew deeper and deeper.
At that moment, almost as a reflex, she kicked out with her leg.
Suddenly, a muffled groan of pain sounded in her ear.
Quentin quickly rolled over and lay on the bed with a pained expression.
She could hear his heavy breathing beside her.
Seeing him lying on the bed like that, clutching himself tightly without saying a word, Grace was a bit scared.
She got up and quickly moved closer, anxiously asking, "Quentin, say something, are you in a lot of pain?"
"I'm sorry, I..."
She was really anxious, sweating all over.
"Quentin, please say something, don't scare me."
"Hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away, you have to hold on!"
Grace was frantic; she unlocked her phone and was about to call for an ambulance.
"No need!"
At that moment, Quentin finally said his first words.
Grace immediately burst into tears of joy.
She was scared just now, it wasn't her intention. she just wanted to protect herself and teach him a lesson so he wouldn't dare to mess with her again.
But she might have been too anxious and didn't control her strength, so she used too much force.
"Quentin." Grace immediately moved closer, worriedly asking, "Are you really okay? Tell me the truth, please?"
"I admit everything just now was my fault, so if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me right away."
"We'll go to the hospital immediately, with advanced medical technology, as long as we go in time, the doctors will have a way, you don't have to be embarrassed."
However, despite Grace saying so much, Quentin, on the bed, remained silent.
She became even more anxious.
Her mind was in chaos.
What to do? What to do?
She couldn't have ruined Quentin's life, could she?
He didn't even have kids yet!
In just a few seconds, Grace's mind raced, thinking of all the problems and consequences.
She was extremely anxious and regretted it deeply.
She shouldn't have been so impulsive.
"Quentin, please don't stay silent, say something, please?" She anxiously tugged at his sleeve, looking extremely guilty.
"Come closer!"
Finally, he spoke again.
Grace didn't dare to object and immediately moved closer.
"Closer!" he frowned.
"Okay."
"Closer still, or do you think I can do anything to you in my current state?"
At this, Grace moved her whole body closer.
Quentin reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Held tightly in his arms, considering his condition, Grace didn't dare to move, afraid of making him uncomfortable.
They stayed in that position for several minutes.
Grace was tired and tentatively asked, "Can we change positions? This one is a bit tiring."
Quentin turned over, making both of them more comfortable.
After being held for about ten minutes, Grace spoke again, "Quentin, why don't you get up and move around to see if you're really okay?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a warm sensation on her earlobe, his lips close, his breath intentionally warm on her ear.
"Fool, do you really want me to be hurt?"
"Of course not!" Grace felt extremely wronged.
"Then who was it just now, asking me over and over again?"
Grace, with red eyes, explained, "I was just worried about you, too nervous, afraid that if your reproductive organs were really damaged, I confirmed it several times."
Quentin looked at her, "Alright, then let me ask you, if I really had a problem and it couldn't be fixed, what would you do?"
She lowered her head.
After a while, she looked up at Quentin with determination, speaking seriously, "If you really had a problem because of my kick, I would take responsibility for you."
"How would you take responsibility?" Quentin moved closer, pressing her.
"I would take care of you for the rest of your life, without complaint or expecting anything in return."
"Don't you feel wronged?"
Grace shook her head, "That's my responsibility."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a warmth on her neck.
She looked down and saw his hand gently stroking it.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked softly.
"A little!"
After all, it was bitten by his teeth, Quentin was really angry at that moment, so he bit hard.
"Let me put some medicine on it."
Getting up, Quentin quickly got out of bed and found some medicine in the room.
He sat on the bed with Grace and carefully applied it to her.
The cool sensation of the medicine made Grace feel much better.
"Thank you!"
"Why so polite with me?"
Looking at him again, Grace felt very embarrassed.
"So, are you really okay now?"
Quentin smiled, "Now you're worried about me? Thinking about your happiness for the rest of your life?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just being practical."
Quentin was shameless, she was worried, and he could keep joking.
But did this mean she was worrying too much?
Thinking of this, Grace finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Quentin suddenly said, "It seems fine for now, but you know, Grace, some things you only know if they work when you use them!"
Grace's face turned completely red.
"Quentin, you..."
"Even now, you dare to mess with me, I should have kicked harder just now."
Quentin looked over, gently asking, "Would you really have the heart to?"
Grace didn't say anything.
At that moment, Quentin suddenly hugged her, his voice exceptionally gentle, "I'm sorry, Grace!"
"I'm sorry, I should have said this to you a long time ago."
"Everything was my fault. I not only failed to keep my promise to you, I hurt you, and just now I almost lost control."
"You can hit me, scold me, but Grace, I really can't let you go."
Grace turned around, her eyes wet.
"Quentin, it's a lie to say I don't blame you, because I once believed in you so much, I was even ready for you to marry me, but you went back on your word."
"But since you've already made your choice, why seek my forgiveness?"
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