With his hot breath sprayed on her face, he asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you tell me that you were injured?"
She had been conscious for a few days. She only had an injured leg, not a hand injury, let alone being unable to speak. Why couldn't she take the initiative to tell him that she was hurt
"I'm your husband, Ariana. Why didn't you tell me that you were seriously injured?"
If his mother hadn't told him, he probably wouldn't have known that she had a car accident until half a month later.
"Does this woman think she is not important, or does she think I'm not?"
However, he didn't know where to vent his anger.
Only God knew that when her mother said that she fainted, his heartbeat was out of control.
He had never thought that a well-planned marriage and a mate who didn't love
