You Deserve To Die In Pain

"I'm asking you a question!" He sat up all of a sudden. "Answer me!" "I... I..." James Lu has a short temper. How can he stand her stalling all the time? He took her by the shoulder and turned her toward him. "What? I asked..." As soon as he saw her pale, sweaty face, he hold back the rest of the words. He was anxious. "What's the matter?" Then, as if remembering something, he asked, "Where did Josephine hit you just now?" "It's not that." Elizabeth shook her head. "I... I just feel a little pain in my stomach." He was relieved a bit first, but soon became agitated by the following words. He instantly pursed his lips. After a few seconds, he softened his voice. "When did it start?" "Ah?" She did not understand what he was asking. "Don't you have a stomachache? When did it hurt?" "Just now... after dinner..." He sorted out the situation of tonight and then grumbled, "So, was it painful when you quarreled with Josephine?" "Yes." "Hiss—" He inhaled deeply. He made vain attempt to hold bac