"ha?"
"Did I get the wrong script?"
Joey was completely dumbfounded; he never expected that Catherine would slap him across the face.
Shouldn't the plot be that Catherine is heartbroken and devastated, then overjoyed to see him slowly wake up, hugs his head tightly, and buries it in his chest?
Or perhaps she would weep with joy and immediately inform her father, the city lord, so that he would immediately agree to the marriage, preferably to be settled today, and then they could be sent to the bridal chamber that night.
But... but what kind of scenario is this?
Did they slap me?
They actually slapped someone who had barely survived but was still on the verge of death.
"Cough cough cough..."
Joey then pretended to cough violently, trying to evoke Catherine's sympathy.
"Smack!"
There was a solid slap, leaving bright red handprints on both of Joey's cheeks.
"Catherine, you hit me?"
Joey couldn't hold back any longer. His eyes were filled with grievance as he looked at Catherine, and his voice sounded like he was about to cry.
"Yes, that's exactly who I'm going to hit!"
Catherine answered without any hesitation, but at that moment, glistening tears once again slid down her cheeks.
"You hit me, why are you crying?"
This left Joey completely bewildered. She was the one who had been slapped twice for no reason, yet before she could even shed a tear, the one who hit her was already crying!
"If you die before me again, I'll beat you again!"
When faced with Joey's question, Catherine retorted directly. To Joey, these words didn't sound like an explanation, but rather a threat.
"This isn't what I wanted either. I've never thought about dying, and besides, I can't guarantee what will happen in the future!"
Joey is now extremely frustrated, as this has completely deviated from his plan, and he regrets faking his death.
"I don't care about that. All I can control is that if it happens, my hand will be on your face again!"
Catherine's tears gradually stopped, and her expression slowly returned to normal. The noble and elegant Lady Catherine was back.
"If it happens again, could you please go a little easier next time?"
Joey had already admitted defeat. All thoughts of marrying Catherine and seeing her naked were now gone from his mind. He only wanted to pursue that tiny bit of benefit.
You can give it a try!
A cold glint flashed in Catherine's eyes, and her words were equally chilling.
Joey realized he shouldn't have said that; it seemed he had tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead.
"My birthday is in just over ten days..."
Catherine seemed to have only said half of what she meant. She hesitated and ultimately didn't say anything more. Instead, she stood up from where she was squatting and prepared to leave.
Her snow-white suit skirt rode up smoothly, covering Joey's head, who had been lying on the ground.
"Sam, take good care of him, I'm leaving now!"
Catherine gave the bearded man a few instructions, then ignored Joey and turned to leave.
"Um!"
The bearded man responded and looked down at Joey, who was lying on the ground.
"Oh! Joey, what's wrong?"
The bearded man suddenly exclaimed in surprise and quickly squatted down to check on Joey.
Catherine also heard the bearded man's exclamation and turned to look at Joey on the ground.
Only then did they realize that Joey was staring wide-eyed at the empty dome above, and for some reason, two streams of blood were flowing down from her nostrils, but she had a happy smile on her face.
"Big Beard, it was all worth it, it was all worth it!"
Joey looked completely absorbed.
Although the lighting wasn't great, the alluring scent and the white underwear between her legs had already captivated him.
It was only then that Catherine suddenly realized why Joey was acting this way. Her face flushed red, and she hurriedly ran back the way she had come.
"Lady Catherine!"
Eileen and Puff, who were following behind, looked bewildered and hurriedly followed.
"Huh? What did you say?"
The bearded man still looked worried. He didn't understand what Joey meant. Seeing the blood flowing from Joey's nostrils, he thought the injury had worsened. After all, the wound on Joey's back was real.
"It's nothing, you wouldn't understand, especially since you're always eating your fill. You'll never know the hunger of a starving man!"
Joey closed her eyes peacefully, as if wanting to keep the scene she had just witnessed in her mind and prevent anything new from the outside world from disrupting it.
"ah?"
The bearded man scratched his head, genuinely not understanding the meaning of those words.
"Big Beard, it's time to carry me back. If we keep delaying like this, I'm really going to die!"
Seeing that the bearded man still looked dazed, Joey closed his eyes and reminded him again.
"Oh, okay, okay!"
The bearded man was used to following orders, so when he heard Joey say that, he immediately moved Joey onto his back. However, this time Maserati did not help, because Maserati was already looking angry.
Meanwhile, Sergeant Medes, the other person ignored by Joey and the bearded man, looked at Joey and the bearded man's backs with a resentful gaze, just like Dou E from another world, and silently followed them.
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