章節 77: Feeling Weak

Miguel groaned as he took off his soiled shirt and discarded it on the floor and went into the bathroom to clean up. 

"With the way you are going, I doubt if you are still going to like the way that I smell," he said as he came and cleaned the corners of Gemma's lips with a wet napkin.

"I'm sorry, that wasn't intentional," Gemma murmured. "But you shouldn't have gotten me pregnant." 

"Yeah, now I'm beginning to agree with you. I shouldn't have," Miguel concurred. 

"Does that mean you are sorry for what you did?" 

Miguel placed the back of his palm on her forehead. "Maybe I should take you to a hospital."

"No. There will be no need for that. You seem to love going to the hospital way too much," she grumbled.

Miguel groaned. "I hate hospitals, they make me sick."

"Me too. So don't take me to the hospital, I just need to sleep, I'm sure I will feel better when I wake up."