Chapter 538 Beware Of The Wound


    Chapter 538 Beware of the wound


    Dous looked at Martha. His expression was tense and more serious than ever.


    In Martha''s eyes, Dous at the moment made her heart feel even colder.


    She couldn''t describe her mood at the moment, a feeling of despair spreading in her heart.


    Martha smiled bitterly and said, "Don''t worry. I won''t have any wrong thoughts, and I''ll leave."


    After speaking, Martha stood up from the sofa, holding the bottle of sparkling water in her hand.


    She didn''t take a sip, but just held it tightly.


    From Martha''s point of view, if there was anything she can take away, it was probably only this bottle of


    sparkling water.


    Dous gave her this.


    Martha couldn''t help ridiculing herself how humble she was, to think of taking away this bottle of


    sparkling water, as if she had a slight connection with Dous.


    What a ludicrous idea! She guarded it so naively.


    Martha bowed to Dous and said, "Dous, I have always owed you a thank you for the past thirteen


    years. Today I finally have this opportunity to solemnly thank you. Thank you for saving me. Thank


    you."


    After speaking, Martha lifted her foot and prepared to leave.


    However, her wrist was pulled hard.


    Dous also stood up, grabbed Martha''s wrist, and held her tightly.


    His face looked very serious, but not disgusted.


    Seeing Dous'' emotions clearly, Martha felt a little more at ease.


    However, she was still very apprehensive and terrified, afraid that she would make a mistake.


    Dous said, "Where are you leaving? After telling me this, do you think it''s over? Martha, what do you


    think I am?"


    Martha pursed her lips, unable to respond for a long time.


    She wanted to tell Dous that she thought of him as the whole world.


    But can she?


    She can''t.


    She didn''t have that qualification, so what can she do?


    Martha''s eyes were red again, and the tears were pattering down,pletely uncontroble.


    She felt very ashamed, and raised her hand to wipe her tears indiscriminately.


    However, it didn''t help at all.


    The tears seemed to be against her, and kept falling down, crackling, without stopping for a moment.


    Martha was about to die of anger at herself, and also died of grievance.


    She was sad, very sad.


    But what to do? Facing Dous, she couldn''t say anything.


    Dous was very at a loss. Facing Martha like this, he didn''t even know how to appease her.


    This was the Martha he had never seen before, and it was her that made him feel extremely panicked.


    It was like, if he identally said something that hurt her, her world would copse.


    At this moment, all Dous can think of, which can give Martha a littlefort, was...


    To hug her.


    Thinking this way, Dous did it.


    With a little force on his wrist, he pulled Martha into his arms.


    Martha was frightened by his action again, and after falling into Dous'' arms, she didn''t recover for a


    long time.


    Or maybe, Martha just didn''t want to recover.


    She craved the smell of Dous. It made her feel extremelyfortable and secure.


    It was just that Martha didn''t know how long she can crave the sense of security.


    However, Dous hugged Martha forcefully, with such force that it could even be said that he trapped


    her in his arms. The strength of his arm even hurt Martha a little.


    She was strangled and wanted to say something to Dous, but she couldn''t.


    Neither of them spoke for a while, and Martha justy quietly in Dous'' arms.


    They didn''t know how long it took before Martha raised her hand and quietly pinched Dous'' clothes.


    She didn''t dare to squeeze too much. She looked cautious, as if she was afraid of being discovered by


    Dous.


    Martha like this made Dous feel even more distressed.


    He lowered his eyes and looked at the top of Martha''s head.


    Dous said, "Martha, don''t leave, okay?"


    Martha''s body froze, because Dous'' tone of voice when he said this was a cautious tone she had


    never heard before.


    Even, Martha could hear a bit of pleading in Dous'' tone.


    Her fingers tightened unconsciously, and she hugged Dous tightly.


    Let her be capricious this time. Let her show all her emotions to Dous frankly.


    Martha''s voice trembled, and there was a hidden love.


    She said, "Dous, I listen to you."


    As long as he didn''t let her go, she won''t go.


    Even if he was just out of pity for her.


    She just wanted to look at him from such a distance, so quietly.


    Dous'' arms tightened a little more, and he said, "Martha, give me some time to sort things out,


    okay?"


    Martha nodded. As if she had let go of all her defenses, she just leaned softly on Dous'' chest.


    The two hugged like this for an unknown how long before Dous let her go.


    He asked her to sit down on the sofa again, and he squatted down in front of her.


    Dous said, "I''ll go out for a while. You can take a bathter, rx, and sleep for a while, okay?"


    Martha subconsciously wanted to refuse, and reached out to Dous, trying to grab his hand.


    However, after she raised her hand, it froze in mid-air, because she dared not touch Dous.


    Such a reaction made Dous'' heart ache again.


    Dous raised his hand, held Martha''s hand, and said, "Do you want to go out with me?"


    Martha wanted to say that she wanted to follow him.


    But, after thinking about it, she could guess that Dous'' going out this time was probably because of


    her.


    Perhaps, he wanted to find out whether the words she said were true.


    Martha smiled and said, "I listen to you. I''ll sleep at home."


    Unconsciously, Martha talked about the word "home".


    This word made Dous''s heart tremble.


    The word didn''t mean much to him, but hearing it from Martha at this moment, it had a different


    meaning.


    It was as if this was really their home.


    This feeling was so subtle that Dous felt as if there was a little beast in his heart, swaying wantonly.


    Dous'' gaze on Martha''s face was extremely gentle, a kind that he hadn''t even noticed.


    Martha was dazzled by the gaze for an instant.


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    She even wondered if she was wrong. Otherwise, how could she see a bit of love in Dous'' eyes?


    Martha just looked at Dous so directly, without hiding her thoughts.


    Anyway, she had already confessed everything about herself, so she had nothing to be afraid of


    anymore.


    Dous looked at her with this gaze, feeling a little helpless for a moment.


    Such a warm gaze made it difficult for Dous to calm down.


    He raised his hand and rubbed Martha''s head, saying, "You''d better not take a bath. Be careful of the


    wound. Go to sleep. After you wake up, I''ll be back, okay?"


    Martha nodded, looking obedient.