When they were waiting for the doctor, he dragged a chair to sit beside her. She stared at him, and he also looked at her. Then a kiss fell again. It seemed that he would never stop. When doctor Raman came in, she coughed, then he let her go and gave way to the doctor. Emerald was blushing. When seeing Emerald’s wound, Doctor Raman frowned, “Why are you hurt so badly? You have to be transferred to the ward.” “...No.” Patrick stood behind her, and his voice was cold, “she must stay in my bedroom.” Queenie frowned more tightly, “Commander, do you know how many patients I have every day? It will waste much of my time to come over here!” Patrick was unwilling to compromise, “otherwise, I’ll move to your work station.” Queenie shook her head immediately. How could she let the Commander and his wife move to her workstation? It was too weird. She looked at Emerald’s wound and could only make a compromise, “Fine.” And then she told Emerald, “My lady, it’s the first time that the Commander asked for a privilege. When he was wounded before, he always waited in line for treatment in the doctor’s work station.” Emerald felt happy for that and looked up at Patrick, who stood behind Queenie. He was still looking at the wound on her leg and was cold in the face. Queenie did not use an anesthetic when retreating the wound---for Emerald overused the anesthetic previously, and now she could not use it to protect the neurons. Emerald could only endure that by biting her teeth. Maybe it was because of his company, and she did not force herself to keep her mouth shut and screamed a few times when she could not bear it. “Hold on.” He said, like an order, without any tenderness or comforting words. Half an hour later. Queenie threw away the gloves and wiped the sweat on her forehead, “Good. My lady, you did very well. But it will hurt more when you give birth to a baby.” Patrick did not have any expression as if he did not hear Queenie’s words. And Emerald just smiled politely since she didn’t know how to respond. “Don’t let her leg move within one month.” Queenie said before she left, “She almost lost this leg this time.” The room fell into silence again. She lay in the quilt. Her face was so small, and she stared at him with shining eyes. It seemed she still had thousands of words to say, and she was truly like a lovely kitten now. “Wait for me.” He pressed a kiss on her forehead and went into the bathroom. Patrick had worked for several days continuously and was exhausted now. He had a quick shower in the bathroom and stepped out with only a towel over his body. When he walked to the bed, he saw that Emerald had closed her eyes and fallen into deep sleep already. He looked at her for quite a while and then lay beside her, held her in his arms, and also fell asleep. The cabinet was dark when Emerald woke up; only the stars outside the window gave the cabinet a little light. She woke up in pain. She turned around her body and saw Patrick’s cold face. Patrick noticed her move, Patrick opened his eyes immediately from the sleep and deeply stared at her in the darkness. After she finally returned, she could not talk to him about the grievance and desperation and all the words she wanted to tell him previously. “Patrick.” Her voice trembled, “I have a question for you. And you have to tell me the truth.” “You are really brave now.” He stared at her and reached out his hand to turn on the light on the wall.But she was not afraid of his power any longer; instead, she looked into his eyes undauntedly. She felt her face getting hot gradually, but it couldn’t stop her from asking the question hanging on her mind thousands of times. “Why do you keep me beside you and let me be your woman?” She felt every word she said burn her throat. Patrick stared at her and did not say a word. Then he turned around to hold her without touching her wounded leg. He grabbed her hands and looked at her deeply. Gradually his dark eyes seemed to be lit with fiery and silent flames which seemed to burn both of them. “Emerald, I also know the answer just now.” His voice seemed to be of great power, “because I fell in love with you.” Emerald just felt her world was frozen and the starlight outside the window was dimmed, and the engine’s sound also disappeared. Only Patrick’s handsome face became extremely clear and conspicuous.She couldn’t say a word, and only her fingers clenched him unconsciously. He stared at her, “Everything I have is yours. The army, wealth, land, and all you want can be realized. In return, I only have one request---you, from your body to your soul, have to belong to me absolutely.” Emerald was shocked by his words, though she did not care about his property. But his resolution gave her indescribable joy. However, he seemed to be unhappy with her silence. He grabbed her face and said word by word, “you can have freedom within a safe scope I agree with; you should give birth to my babies exclusively; anyone who wants to hurt you will pay the price; if you fall in love with others, I will kill them unmercifully. Keep my words.” “I...but...is this an order?” “No.” He seemed to enjoy touching her face, “This is a notice.” Patrick confessed to Emerald his emotions at around two or three o’clock after they had already slept for more than ten hours. So now they were not sleepy at all. Emerald lay inside his arms and told him her experience of getting over the Stone array and her speculations. He also agreed with the speculation that the Stone array was another kind of creature in the universe. “I want to say farewell to them before I leave.” She said seriously. “Okay,” His hand touched her back and forth on her waist, “you cannot walk now, and I will hold you.”