Chapter 303

Jimmy stayed in front of Maine until the second night. His chin was covered with new green stubble, and he looked very embarrassed. When the little woman on the bed slightly trembled her eyelashes, he seemed to be relieved. His black eyes stared at her pale face. He stood up excitedly, bent down, and waited for her next reaction. "Babe? Babe?" He called her two times, and the little girl's thin eyelids, followed by her trembling eyelashes, also moved twice, so subtle, but was easily captured by him. The little girl slowly opened her eyes. Those short seconds seemed to be a century. The first time she opened her eyes, her eyes were full of him. All of a sudden, she burst into tears silently. She pursed her lips and could do nothing but cry. At that moment, he was so excited that he held her tightly. Maine was tightly held in his chest. When she sat up, the pain in her lower abdomen made her frown and tears fall more fiercely. Jimmy was stunned and immediately slowed down. He asked her nervously, "does it hurt you? Are you feeling better?" Maine buried her face in his neck and sobbed, "I... I'm sorry... Jimmy... I'm sorry..." Jimmy's hand froze when he was about to touch her head. Finally, a doting smile appeared on his lips. He put his big palm on her little head and said, "silly girl, it's none of your business. Don't say sorry." It was not her fault. Why should she bear the consequences? Damn it! He would end it himself. She sobbed in his arms and repeated the three words, "I'm sorry." 'the baby is gone. I'm sorry. The Jimmy has been looking forward to seeing the baby for a long time. It's useless for me to keep the baby. '. Jimmy gently held her waist and said, "don't cry. The baby is gone and we can have another one. But if you have something to do, I really don't know what to do." His long fingers were wiping the tears on her little face. Maine held his neck tightly, with her forehead against his chin. The stubble was pricking her, and her little hand touched it. He must have been here and never left. His eyes were bloodshot, which made her heart ache and difficult to breathe. She leaned against his chest, closed her eyes and sobbed, "Jimmy, come upstairs and sleep." She wanted to sleep in his arms. The fear in her heart had formed a shadow, as if it could not be dispelled without him. Jimmy replied in a low voice, "Okay, I'll go upstairs to sleep." He took off his shoes and fell on the bed beside her. He held her little body, and she was lying in his arms and chest, tightly held by him. They were already familiar with the intimate posture. She just stared at him, as if she was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye. He finally reached out and pinched her delicate nose tip. "Aren't you tired? Have a good rest." Maine still stared at him, his clear eyes full of trust and affection. "Jimmy, when I'm fine, we'll have a baby, okay?" She wanted to give birth to a baby for him, only for him. The man finally clasped the back of her head, and put his tearful eyes into her neck. He said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I'll give you as many babies as you want. But before that, promise me to have a good rest." She cried silently in his neck, and how could he not feel the warm liquid entering his neck? He just comforted her and didn't dare to scold her again. Maine went to touch the man beside her in the middle of the night. The moonlight poured down the ground like water. She closed her eyes, but her uneasy emotions easily trembled. Jimmy grabbed her hand and stared at her unconscious face with his long black eyes. At that moment, Jimmy seemed to understand something and hugged her more tightly. Was she afraid that those plainclothes police outside would arrest him? The little woman in his arms said in a soft voice, "Jimmy." Jimmy put his forehead against hers and sighed slightly. He pursed his lips and said only two words, "I'm here." Before she recovered, he was worried that she would be alone here. Skyla had gone crazy. He couldn't let go of his babe and bear the fear alone. Maine's little hand touched his face, as if she was sure. Her slender hand gently touched his eyebrows, nose, and finally fell on his tightly closed lips. As if she had finally confirmed it, she curled her lips into his neck and raised them slightly. He lowered his head and finally kissed her on her smooth forehead. He liked her. She loved him with all her heart, as if he was the only one left in her world, no one else. Her eyes and heart were full of him. —— The second morning, Maine slept soundly. When she woke up, it was nearly ten o'clock. She subconsciously used her small hands to block the sunlight pouring in. When she woke up, as if she had realized something, she immediately looked at the bed beside her. "Jimmy?" Where is he? She was in a hurry and was about to come down. She was wearing a wide blue and white hospital gown, covering her small body, which made her look unusually clumsy. She was a little weak and felt dizzy as soon as she fell on the ground.