Chapter 140 I Miss You So Much
"Joyce was still in shock when she heard Sebastian call her.
She walked over to his bedside, dazed, and said, ""I'm fine, but you're seriously hurt. You need to rest.""
Without a word, Sebastian pulled her into his arms and tore open her shirt, revealing gauze on her back. The skin underneath was damaged, and her plum blossom birthmark was gone.
Seeing Joyce's wound, Sebastian felt a sharp pain in his heart. He knew this was aimed at her. Destroying the birthmark was the goal.
Now, besides him and Theodore, a third person knew Joyce was Connie's daughter.
Sebastian's cold fingers gently touched her skin. ""Does it hurt?"" he asked hoarsely.
Joyce shook her head. ""The doctor said if you hadn't washed it with water in time, it would've been worse.""
She still remembered Sebastian, one hand covering his bleeding wound, the other holding a water gun to wash off the acid. That image was etched in her mind, making her heart ache and her body tremble.
Lost in thought, she suddenly heard Sebastian's hoarse voice.
""But I still feel so guilty. If I hadn't left you alone, you wouldn't have been in danger."" He gently stroked her head, his eyes filled with pain.
He was terrified. 'What if I hadn't shown up? What would Joyce have done alone? Would she have been disfigured?' The thought made his heart tremble.
He held Joyce close, his hot lips pressed against her back, and a broken voice escaped his throat. ""Joyce, I'm so scared. Can I hold you for a while?""
Joyce didn't struggle and quietly leaned against him.
Both were injured, and any movement was painful.
But the tender moment didn't last. The door opened, and Bianca stood there in a white suit.
Seeing them, she laughed and covered her eyes. ""Why didn't you lock the door?""
The moment was ruined, and Sebastian snapped, ""Can't you knock?""
""Who knew you'd be so tough, getting stabbed and still not settling down.""
Joyce got up and greeted Bianca, ""Ms. Winters.""
Bianca smiled and pulled her over. ""How's your wound? Serious?""
""Not serious, it'll be fine in a few days.""
""Don't worry, I've contacted a friend abroad. She's a plastic surgeon and can help with reconstructive surgery.""
This was Joyce's first close encounter with Bianca. People said she was cold, but she seemed kind to Joyce.
Joyce smiled and nodded. ""Thank you, Ms. Winters.""
""Don't call me Ms. Winters, it sounds too distant. Call me Bianca.""
""Okay, thank you, Bianca.""
Sebastian looked at Bianca disdainfully. ""Where's the gift? That calling of Bianca wasn't for nothing.""
Bianca smiled at Joyce. ""Have you made up with him?""
Joyce shook her head. ""No.""
""Then why should I give a gift? Wait until you two are together.""
Bianca raised an eyebrow at Sebastian. ""Alright, I just came to check if you're still alive for Grandma. Since you don't need my care, I'm out.""
She handed Joyce a box of small cakes and whispered, ""Don't make up with him too quickly. Men don't cherish what they have. Got it?""
Before Joyce could respond, Bianca was gone.
As soon as she stepped out, she called Aurora. ""Grandma, sleep well tonight. They're hugging now, so sleeping together can't be far off.""
Aurora was pleased. ""Great, that stab wasn't in vain. It finally worked. Tomorrow, the whole family is going on vacation abroad, and the staff will have time off. Joyce won't let Sebastian suffer.""
Bianca admired Aurora's strategy.
Joyce stood there holding the cakes, stunned for a few seconds. Bianca's words echoed in her mind. Sebastian's self-sacrifice had touched her deeply, reminding her of three years ago. But now, she was scarred and cautious.
Seeing Joyce standing at the door in a daze, Sebastian called out softly, ""Joyce, what did Bianca say to you?""
Joyce snapped back to reality. ""Nothing, she brought you some cake. Want some?""
Sebastian frowned. ""Do you think I can eat right now?""
Joyce remembered the doctor's orders that he couldn't eat for 24 hours. ""Then have some water.""
She put the cake on the table and poured a glass of water for Sebastian, feeding him with a small spoon, one spoonful at a time.
Sebastian enjoyed this. He stared at Joyce, thinking about how long it had been since he kissed her. Every night, he thought about it until he went crazy. Just thinking about it made his blood boil.
""Joyce,"" he called out hoarsely.
Joyce immediately stopped and looked at him with concern. ""What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?""
""You spilled water on my neck.""
""Did I spill it? Didn't you spit it out yourself?""
She had been feeding him carefully, how could it spill?
Joyce didn't want to argue, so she took out a tissue and opened Sebastian's collar to wipe it.
Suddenly, a big hand grabbed the back of her head. With a sudden pull, she fell into Sebastian's arms, her lips pressed tightly against his.
Joyce's eyes widened. Just as she was about to push him away, her lips were captured.
A hurried and frantic kiss overwhelmed her. She wanted to curse him, but her teeth were pried open by his tongue. His hot tongue wantonly stirred in her mouth.
Joyce struggled at first, but then she was unknowingly led by Sebastian.
The two, who hadn't been this close in a long time, inevitably sparked a fire of love that couldn't be extinguished.
After an unknown amount of time, Sebastian finally couldn't bear the pain and let go of Joyce.
He looked at her with burning eyes, filled with unquenchable desire. ""Joyce, I miss you so much. Help me, please."""
