True Love Deserves a Second Chance by Nox Shadow

Chapter 269 Never Separate Again

Joyce lay in Sebastian's arms, crying softly. The pain was unbearable. Painkillers could offer relief, she knew, but a wall of worry always rose up, a barrier built of love and fear for her unborn child.

Sebastian kissed her tears, trying to comfort her. "When I'm hurt, your kisses help. I should give you some kisses." Joyce looked at him, doubtful. "Really?"

"Let's try. If it doesn't work, we'll find another way." He kissed her cheek, then her lips. "Remember our first kiss?"

Joyce's mind drifted back to three years ago, at sunset. She was watching Sebastian play golf, thinking about telling him she wanted to be his girlfriend. He walked over, and before she could speak, he pulled her into his arms with a towel. "Joyce, stay and be my girlfriend, okay?" he asked, his voice husky.

Her heart skipped a beat. She stared at him until his warm lips met hers, bringing her back to reality. "Stay, Joyce, please!" he whispered.

She clutched his shirt, her heart racing, and made a small sound in response. His kisses became more lingering.

Indulging in these kisses filled with love, Joyce forgot the pain. Her wish had come true; she married the man she loved.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice soft. "Sebastian, we'll never be apart, right?"

of emotions. He kissed her deeply. "Yes,

kissing

a while, he pulled

her eyes, her voice hoarse. "Sebastian, ever wonder

cheek with his nose.

closed her eyes. "Yes, but there

her asleep, he kept the question to himself. The next morning, Joyce woke up to see Sebastian's stubble and dark circles. She gently touched his face.

her forehead. "Do you think you'd still find

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fine, baby. I'll shave later. Does your wound

Did you stay up

head. "Don't worry about me. As long as

tried to sit up but realized his arm was numb from being under Joyce's head all night. He fell back onto the bed, almost crushing her but caught himself just in time. The position was suggestive. Just then, the door opened. Alexander, in a white coat, stood there. "Sebastian, are you crazy? Joyce's pregnant and injured, and

up and glared. "You

on Joyce. Sophia asked me to record a

"Sophia, see? Joyce's much better. They were