A bad habit that developed after the miscarriage (3)

The strap of her pajamas slid down, revealing half of her delicate shoulder. There were red marks on it, left by him last night.

Ye Mulin looked on quietly, his fingers caressing her body gently. There was a look of restraint on his face.

He could give her money and sleep with her, but he could not promise her, at least for now.

he left and finished his work. it was already four in the afternoon when he returned to her small apartment.

When he opened the door, Bai Sulli was still lying down, but she had already taken the medicine on the table and had taken a few bites of breakfast.

he walked over to wake her up, but he didn't expect her to be awake. her face was pale and ugly, as if she was trying to endure great pain.

what's wrong? " ye Mulin asked in a low voice.

she tilted her head to look at him and smiled weakly."i'm fine. it's just an old habit."