Lost in You novel Chapter 33

They say that I am James's fiancee, but I don't know if I am qualified to sign this thing.

I take the pen and sign it religiously. James, I am your family.

So you must live for me, I am waiting for you, if you are going to die, I will go to accompany you.

The doctor has been urging me to rush for blood transfusions. The blood that is previously lost must be replenished as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause an accident.

But I don't leave, and the doctor couldn't force me in the end. I sit on the seat of the rescue room and get some drip.

I stubbornly accompany him and want to see what our ending would look like. Will God give us the answer?

In the end my tears run dry, and I stare at the door in a daze.

The light goes out and the doctor comes out.

I immediately walk over, so weak that I almost fell.

"His condition is stable now. I suggest you transfer to the hospital and leave here. He is in a dangerous situation now and may die at any time."

My body shakes and says, "Okay."

"Miss Carolina, I will arrange for James to go to America. Will you go together?" Kim follows James all the time. He says regretfully, "I shouldn't let James come to such a dangerous place! "

"Sorry, it is me who should blame." I stoop and bow.

Kim purses his lips and stops me, "Miss Carolina, I don't blame you, let's go to America and take good care of James."

"Okay." I say.

I will do anything if he needs me. European-style Group arranges the private plane to pick up James and sends him to America.

James is lying there haggardly, with a tube all over him, with an oxygen mask, very unlike him. He is always so lively, full of life, and now he is in danger.

He becomes like this because of me, it's all because of me!

"James will be fine," Kim says.

I nod.

As soon as we arrive, James is pushed in the hospital.

I stand there in a trance, feeling the sky spinning.

We are also greeted by his family.

James's mother, Isabel.

Her eyes are filled with tears, and she raises her hand and gives me a slap.

"What do you think you are, let James pay so much for you! You better pray that he is okay, otherwise I will let your family go to hell!"

"I'm sorry." I kneel in front of her with a clatter, I am a sinner, it is because I who makes James in danger, it is me!

"What's the use of you kneeling here? Don't disgust me! Get up!" Isabel looks at me fiercely. The graceful lady doesn't show the elegance as usual. She trembles her lips, "How can James fall in love with you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I apologize again and again. What else can I say besides the apology?

Isabel wipes her tears and pulls me up, but the tears still couldn't control it, "You say that James will be fine, right? He loves you so much, he won't be willing to leave you, do you thinnk so?"

She wants to get comfort from me.

I say, "Yes, he won't leave."

What does our future look like? I'm dreaming, James, you must be fine.

In the future I will atone for you and stay with you all the time. As long as you need me, I will not leave.

I used my life to gamble, but I didn't expect to bet on another person's life.

I'm really harmful.

James is sent to the ICU, we can only see him through the glass and see him lying there quietly.

It must be that I have done too many wrong things that it revenges on the person I love the most.

I wait quietly, from dusk to dawn, day and night. It seems that it is not so difficult, that is, I have completely lost my autonomy, I don’t know what I want to do, my eyes cannot leave James, not a second.

Suddenly, the surroundings become very noisy, the medical staff hurry over, and the people around push me, "Go away, don't block the road!"

I stare at them in a trance, not knowing what they are going to do.

Why is James not having life at all, what are they doing to James?

I look at him in front of the window anxiously.

"James, what happens to James?" I don't know, I really don't know what all this means.

"Isabel! It's mom, look at mom! Mom is here, you must be fine. What do you want mom to do!" Isabel cries hysterically beside me, and passes out several times.

But I don't understand why she is so sad, James is here, he will always be here, beside me, I will always be guarding him.

He will be fine.

"Can you stop crying?" I look at the woman who keeps crying with hate, "James is not dead yet. Auntie, he will be sad when you cry like this."

Isabel bites her lips and tears flow down, but there is no more sound.

You see, we don’t want you to be in trouble, James, you have to wake up a little bit.

I think that as long as I don’t admit he isn’t fine, as long as I won’t cry, he will be fine.

The strength on my body seems to be drained, and I stand motionless at the door, finally waiting for the medical staff to come out.

I couldn't help it anymore, push the door and run in.

James stands before me trembling, he smiles on his pale face finally.

"Are you stupid James! How can you do this! You don't know how much you hurt!" I shout at him, but my heart is both move and angry.

James is obviously relieved. He holds out his hand to me and says, "Come, hug me."

He tilts his head, like a coquettish child.

His arm is trembling and he is pulling the wound because he wants to keep this motion, and his head is cold and sweaty.

This fool.

I run over and hug him tightly.

James suddenly collapses in my arms, resting his head on my shoulder with a contented sigh.

"I finally touch you, I miss you." James murmurs.

So do I? I can only watch him secretly while standing in a corner where he can’t see me, day by day, to see why his face is still so pale, to see how he is still so weak, I can’t wait to run in immediately.

But Isabel keeps looking at him, she refuses to allow me to approach her son again.

"We have survived the death." James says.

Kim goes out secretly and closes the door for us.

I help James lie back on the bed again.

Then I snuggle into his arms.

I see why his lips are still so pale, and suddenly want to dye him some red.

So, I kiss him secretly and kiss him while he is not paying attention.

I sees James's smile zooming in, his arms presses hard on me, and I am caught off guard. I have nowhere to escape, I could only kiss him harder.

The lips twitch, telling thinks and thrilling uneasiness.

What a thankful thing that I can hold him again and touch him again.

The silence and stability at this moment make me cry in happiness.

He kisses me slowly, the tip of his tongue slips in between my teeth and lips, prying my teeth bit by bit.

His tongue entangles with my tongue, and the tip of the tongue seems to have passed through every place, pulling my nerves. We indulge in a moment of ease, being careful and cherishing this moment.

This kiss is too beautiful, so beautiful that we can't let go of each other, panting, and wishing to melt into each other's body in one second, and become one.

"Carolina, you are mine, you are mine." James's throat knot slips, his eyes full of lust.