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I opened the door in a daze. When Ray saw that I was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, but then angrily said, "What's wrong with you? You didn't answer my calls or reply to my messages. Do you think you're trying to scare me?"

I picked up my phone and found that Ray had called me many times. And when I fell asleep, there was another earthquake. I explained : "I'm sorry, I was so sleepy that I didn't hear it."

"You're kidding me! You're most afraid of earthquakes. You get so scared that you can't sleep every time there's the slightest shake!" he shouted angrily.

Yes, every time at that time, he would stay with me all night and tell me that he would protect me. But now, the ambiguous marks under his neck made me realize clearly that he was just fulfilling his brother's dying entrustment.

"Maybe I'm too sleepy." I said indifferently.

Ray obviously didn't believe it. He stared at my face for a few seconds and said coldly: "Why do you paint your face so white in the middle of the night? Just to trick me into coming here?"

I looked up and saw the unhappiness in his eyes. In the past, he would comfort me gently during earthquakes; now that I had a miscarriage and looked pale, he said I was lying to him. I pulled the corners of my lips slightly, but my heart was like a plum soaked in ice water.

"It's my fault for ruining big brother's good fortune. You should go back and accompany your sister-in-law." I deliberately used the name I used to address him to provoke him.

Ray 's thin lips were pressed into a line, and his eyes were as dark as a deep pool, showing an emotion I couldn't understand. He insisted that I go back with him, saying that if there were aftershocks, he and Joy would be relieved if he was with me. I stubbornly refused him. Ray frowned, and his tone lost patience: "Just because you didn't answer the phone, I left Joy alone at home, can't you be more sensible?"

I have already spanked the child and decided to leave quietly. Isn't this considered sensible? Before I could say anything, Ray 's phone rang at the right time. A delicate female voice sobbed and asked him when he would be back. He coaxed her gently and signaled me with his eyes.

I know that it is rare for him to think of me at the first moment of the earthquake. He has taken care of me for many years even though we are not related. If I don't know how to behave, I would be ungrateful. But just as he was about to carry me away by force, I accidentally knocked his phone to the ground. He was angry and slapped me on the buttocks.

The crisp sound of slapping echoed in the corridor, startling both him and me and making us stiff. The heat from his palm penetrated the thin fabric and made me feel uncomfortable. Thinking of that absurd night, my cold body suddenly became hot. The little girl passing by covered her mouth and giggled and ran away, but she was texting gossip with her friends at the corner.

Ray was stunned by his abrupt behavior and immediately threw me to the ground after hearing this. He, who was always calm, blushed all the way to his neck. "It's so embarrassing to see you make such a fuss! I shouldn't have bothered with you!" After that, he picked up his phone and left alone.

I tried my best to stand firm until the elevator door was about to close, but I couldn't hold on any longer. He was the one who forcibly carried me away, and he was the one who crossed the line and spanked me. If this was considered shameful, then what about him getting me pregnant? The blood under my body couldn't stop flowing due to the excitement. My eyes went black and I fell backwards. The girl heard the noise and shouted to the elevator: "Hey, your girlfriend fainted!"