Unexpectedly, Chester Robinson picked up Alice Robinson horizontally, returned to the bed, "No objections, obediently listen to me."
"I don't want to stay at the Geoffrey's, besides, before we came to New York you promised me."
"I did promise you, but at that time your health was good, but now you've just had an abortion, you need care..."
"Aren't I fine now? Look, I..." Alice Robinson attempted to sit up quickly, but the pain below made her cry out in agony.
Chester Robinson nervously supported her, ordering coldly, "Don't move a muscle!"
Alice Robinson slowly lay back down, admitting she wasn't feeling well right now.
"I don't want to worry about you, do you understand?" He didn't want to be harsh with her, yet he was somewhat angry.
Alice Robinson puffed her crimson lips, releasing her grip, "I know you care about me."
"Since you know, don't say you don't want to move to the Geoffrey's... if you really can't get used to staying there, once you're well, we'll move back."
