Trap me in your love

Chapter 252 Without You, I Wouldn't Be Who I Am Now

"Jasmine!" Mark let go of her and roared like an angry lion. Jasmine immediately stopped talking and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

With a helpless look on his face, Mark sighed.

The woman in front of him was his wife. They loved each other deeply, but why did she become like this.

What should he do with her?

"Honey, can we stop messing around? "

"I'm not your wife! Don't call me that. " With tears in her eyes, Jasmine pushed him away and said in a loud voice, "Mark, we are not married at all. We were forced to be together. Why did you do so much for me! Are you a fool? "

"What did you say?" Holding her arms with both hands, Mark was shocked and said seriously, "say what you just said again!"

"I..." looking at the serious look on his face, Jasmine was a little scared.

"Say it again!" Mark became anxious to make sure whether she had regained her memory or not. Seeing the frightened look on Jasmine's face, he lowered his heart and said anxiously, "you just said that we were not married at all and we were forced to be together. How did you know that? Who told you that? Or you have regained your memory? Do you remember something? "

"I... I..." Jasmine looked at him in confusion and didn't know what to do.

"Don't be nervous. Take your time to think about it and see if you can remember anything." Mark comforted her in a soft voice.

He was sure that what Jasmine said just now couldn't be nonsense, nor could anyone tell her. He believed that John and others wouldn't tell her what had happened in the past. After all, if it weren't for those things, he wouldn't have been separated from her.

Therefore, there was only one possibility that Jasmine had regained her memory.

Jasmine tried hard to recall, but no matter what she thought, her mind was still blank.

"Sorry, I... I really didn't remember anything."

"Think it over. Think it over. Even if it's just a small detail, a person. " Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Looking at the anxious look on his face, Jasmine gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and kept thinking.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain. She covered her head with her hands and her delicate features were pulled together painfully.

Her head was splitting.

"Ah, it hurts. My head hurts. "

"Jessie, what's wrong with you?" Upon hearing that, the nervous look on Mark's face changed. He carried her out of the bathroom, put her on the sofa and lay down. Then he squatted in front of her and began to massage her head with a gentle movement.

"Jessie, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have forced you. Don't think about it anymore. I would rather you never remember me and the past. I don't want you to be so painful. "

Looking at her sad face, he felt guilty.

After knowing that she had lost her memory, Mark asked Derek about how to regain Jasmine's memory. He knew that he couldn't force her, but he still let her do it. He really wanted to slap himself

several times.

The headache was getting better. Jasmine opened her eyes. Mark asked, "are you feeling better?"

With a soft "Hmm" sound, Jasmine reached out her hand to touch his distressed face and said, "Why are you so good to me, Mark? I've caused you so much trouble, and I've only brought you pain. I've never done anything good to you. Why... "

"Who said you didn't treat me well? It's you who let me know what love is, what stability is, and what family is. Without you, I wouldn't be who I am now. " Holding her hand tightly, the cold feeling stung his heart in an instant.

She must have been frightened. The severe headache just now must be very uncomfortable, or her hands wouldn't be so cold.

"Although our marriage is not voluntary, as time goes by, I really fall in love with you. Jessie, believe it or not, you are my only wife in my life. "

"Are you really so sure that I'm Jessie?"

"Of course. If I can't recognize my wife, why should I love you? "

What Mark said was like a warm current flowing into Jasmine's heart. Before she met him, she had no idea what love was.

She thought what Lawrence had done to her was love before, because he cared about her. It was said that people were all compared, and once compared, they would know what they really needed.

For example, Mark had never asked for anything from her. His love for her was always silent. Even if he was seriously injured and unconscious in order to save her, she might never know it for the rest of her life if Rachel hadn't found her.

Just like this time, he was still injured and he went to save her.

In her eyes, this kind of love was so great and selfless, but it also gave her a lot of pressure.

She didn't know how to repay his love.

"I'm fine now. Call the doctor to treat your wound." Hearing that, Jasmine withdrew her hand from his grip. With a smile on his lips, Mark said, "it's not a big deal. Here are medicine and gauze. You can bind them up for me."

"Me? Don't be kidding. I have a blood phobia. No way. What's more, your wound is torn. You need a doctor to check if it needs stitches. If it is infected, it would be dangerous. "

"You can do it. I believe you. You have learned medical care before. "

"I..." Jasmine stared at him. Had she ever learned medicine? She fainted at the sight of blood. How could she learn medicine? She had already turned Mark into this. No matter she had learned it or not in the past, she couldn't hurt him anymore. Suddenly, she sat down on the sofa and said seriously, "No, No, No. your wound is not joking. You even called the doctor."

Seeing that Mark still wanted to say something, she said immediately, "Mark, if you still want to keep your promise, you have to be obedient. Don't piss me off again, or I'll have a headache again. "

With a doting smile on his face, Mark knew that she knew he was afraid of her headache, so she immediately threatened him with this. He really didn't know whether she was smart or cunning.

Unable to change her mind, Mark called Derek.

As soon as Derek received the phone call, he brought medicine with him. When he saw the shocking wounds on the back of Mark, he was really angry but dared not say anything.

Bearing her anger, Derek sewed and bound up the wound for Mark silently. While packing up, he said, "young master, the wound has been bandaged. You must pay attention to your movements at ordinary times. Don't move too violently, don't wet water, and don't eat seafood which is easy to be exposed. If they are infected again, it will be troublesome. "

Looking at the indifferent look on Mark's face, Jasmine immediately said, "thank you, doctor. I'll be careful."

Derek glanced at her coldly, with blame and anger in his eyes.

Jasmine's eyes suddenly shrank. She lowered her head and looked down, full of self blame.