If You Want Me

He had already been used to the feeling of Debbie being obedient to him. He didn't expect her to be so presumptuous after he got sick.

Debbie shook her head and said, "I feel not comfortable enough being around you, which will affect my performance in the game."

After she said that, the man didn't say anything more, but his burning and resentful eyes fell directly on her, making her almost fail again in the game.

Baron looked at the woman in silence, and his dark eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her heart. Debbie, who had been trembling under the gaze of others, sighed helplessly and finally defeat the enemy.

She walked over, looked at the man opposite impatiently, and said condescendingly, "what on earth are you going to tell me? Tell me now."

Her attitude was so bad that Baron could only silently imagine pinching her face and to make her scream out of pain for punishment.

However, he could only stop at this fantasy.

Seeing that Baron was looking at him in silence and didn't know what kind of bad intention she was carrying, Debbie asked impatiently, "do you want to tell me or not?"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Baron didn't want to waste any time, so he repeated what he had just said.

Debbie felt a little strange. What did he mean by that? Why did he look so serious? It seemed that he needed someone to talk to.

Feeling strange, she became more vigilant. She looked at Baron and smiled, as if she didn't want to reply.

However, the man's eyes darkened. He smiled warmly and said, "do you know what I mean?"

Debbie shook her head, pretending that she didn't understand. "I can't help you with this. Do you want to find another person to take care of you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the man's face suddenly turn better, as if she had inexplicably said something that he wanted to say.

For a moment, her heart jolted, and she suddenly felt as if she had stepped into a trap set by him. Her face could not help but turn ghastly livid.

"Do you want me to take care of you and a

nd felt that I really can't force you. I just want to have a good look at your face."

'Come on, stop pretending to be innocent and infatuated, okay? You just want me to stay to take care of you every day so that you can fulfill your own wish to have a good look at me all day long?' Debbie complained in her heart.

But at the same time, she also knew that Baron's injury had healed a lot, and he could get out of bed with the help of someone to walk a few meters ahead. However, most of the time when he went to bask in the sun, he had to sit on a wheelchair.

If only one day he would totally recover. According to this man's petty temper, he would definitely figure out some means to retaliate, so she'd better stop provoking him.

"Then I will find someone to take care of you for meals. Before receiving any invitation to attend social activity, I will only stay to take care of you in the hospital, okay?"

Baron listened to her soft voice deliberately, and the words she spoke slowly. For a moment, he felt that it was not acceptable, so he reluctantly nodded, but the corners of his mouth were raised unconsciously.

Obviously, Baron was happy to hear that.

Debbie didn't just expose what was on his mind. She just looked at the newspaper in his hand and felt that he seemed to be a little excited before he spoke to her. "What's on the newspaper?"