Chapter 1862 - 380: I’m More Afraid Of You

"Honey, if you are sleepy, you can go back to your room and go to bed first." Eric seems to have taken it hard.

Nathan's lips were cold with combativeness.

Eric was about to pull the cards from Crystal's hand. Crystal knew she couldn't stop them, so she shuffled the cards vigorously. Suddenly the sharp edge of the card cut Crystal's finger, and a drop of blood trickled down.

Eric immediately took her wrist and put her finger in his mouth.

Crystal didn't even notice. Eric had sucked her finger and spit out the blood. "I told you to be careful. The cards are sharp."

Crystal did it on purpose.

"Go and rest, won't you? Any more competition, and you will lose both."

"Honey, you really care about me. I know you don't want me to be beaten." Eric gave me a wry smile. "But I have a personal bone to pick with him. Anyone who looks into my things will pay!"

Crystal's eyes shone.

She was a thing to them, not a person. She had always been the object of the struggle between the two men.

But it was Eric who took her from Nathan, using mean tricks.

Either way, they never respected her feelings.

Crystal took the cards quickly and shuffled them, clashing and cutting her hand again.

Eric saw that she did it on purpose. He snatched the card and threw it into the trash can.

How could he have dared to gamble on a card stained with her blood?

He took Crystal's hand and wiped the blood with a tissue.

"Bring a band-aid now!"

Crystal dropped her eyes, and Nathan sat perfectly still, unmoved by her wounds.

She hurt herself because she was afraid of Nathan getting hit, but Nathan might think she was afraid of Eric getting hit.

All right, she could do anything as long as they wouldn't gamble anymore.

The servant brought a band-aid, and Eric helped her wrap her fingers.

"Bring the dice," he said coldly.

The dice?

Crystal stood up coldly and asked, "Eric, are you going to keep playing?"

Eric looked at Nathan with bloodthirsty eyes. "As long as Nathan continues, I will accompany him to the end."

He knew that Crystal hurt her finger to save Nathan.

Instead, it hit him like a hammer on the chest, arousing his fighting spirit.

Crystal looked at Nathan.

He played with the ring on his finger coldly.

"I am in."

The servant brought the dice quickly. And they continued their game.

Nathan got a 4, a 5, and a 6, while Eric got a 1, a 2and a 6. Obviously, the former was big. 

Eric shrugged and said, "Well, I lost." 

"Wait a minute!" Crystal shouted suddenly, "I'll take the stick for him."

With these words, all eyes fell upon her. Crystal stood up, her shoulder pinned back by Eric. "Don't be ridiculous! You're pregnant, and you want to have a miscarriage with a stick?"

Nathan looked at Crystal with cold eyes.

Crystal said pertinently, "If you were clubbed to death and the baby was born without a father, what would I keep it for?" 

Eric chuckled. "You think I'll be dead?"

"If you go on playing, let me take the stick,

or else,"

Crystal stood up forcefully.

Suddenly, Nathan whipped out his hand, and the dice flew out. One of them bounced in Crystal's face.

Nathan stood up and took two steps. He turned around again, picked up the bottle on the table, and threw it hard on the floor!

The bottle splintered and splashed.

Nathan strode out of the hall, his gait stiff from the wound, his back ghostly cold.

Crystal pressed her fingers tightly. She was relieved to see Nathan go.

Eric watched her expression change coldly.

He knew why Crystal had done it the moment she said she would take the stick for him.

Of course, she did not grudge him being beaten.

"Honey, you're so good at using people to get what you want." Came Eric's sarcastic voice. 

At first, she cut her finger to get him to stop gambling; Then, knowing that the stick would never fall on her, she tried to make Nathan mad.

And so she made it.

Crystal stood up coldly and looked down at him.

"Eric, don't forget what you're doing here. You forced my body and mind to give in to you, and I did it, so you can't let Nathan go?"

Nathan lost her. He had nothing left. She could not understand why he should be punished.

"Do you pity him?" Eric said angrily, "Then who's going to pity me?"

"You deserve it! You know well what you've done to get me," Crystal said in a cold tone.

Crystal was about to walk when Eric snapped at her wrist.

"Did I deserve it? You're the one who showed up in my world. You're the one who made me crazy."

Crystal looked at him in disbelief.

"I believe that no one can ever get into my heart as easily as you. You know what? I'd tear my heart out and show it to you if I could. Then you will know who I have in my heart and what it thinks!"

Crystal's figure quivered slightly.

What was good about her? Why did he fall in love with her?

Just because they were in the same world? Because they had similar souls?

It was raining cats and dogs outside, and the castle stood alone in the suburbs. 

Amos had only one room arranged for them to stay.

Crystal couldn't help wondering if Nathan and Mabel shared the same room.

"Go out. You ask the servant to arrange another room for you!"

"We're husband and wife. What do you think people would think if we slept in separate rooms?"

"I don't care what they think. Get out! Get out."

Eric lay down on the bed and said brazenly, "Honey, wipe the medicine for me."

Why would Crystal care about him? She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

"Get out! Get out! "

Eric's buttocks, back, and arms were all hurt with sticks. Even if he was hit by a pillow, he still bared his teeth in pain.

"Hiss! Honey, you are so cruel!"

"If you don't go out, I'll be more ruthless. Do you believe it?" Crystal threatened him.

Eric snorted, "Don't think you can hit me right now because I'm covered in bruises. I can beat you in a minute."

"We made a deal that we would be in different houses before the baby was born." 

"What are you afraid of? You're pregnant now. I know how far to go and when to stop." 

"I'm a light sleeper. I can't sleep with someone by my side. You better go."

"You probably don't know Amos. No matter how many rooms there are, there won't be one left for me unless he arranges it."

"Then you sleep in the hall."

"You want me to sleep in the hall when I'm so hurt? What do people think?"

"I don't care what other people think. Are you leaving? If you don't go, I'll go!" Crystal walked to the door and opened it.

And Eric immediately got up and said,

"Okay, I'll go down the hall."

"Or I can go to your mother's."

"Aren't you afraid of her?"

"I'm more afraid of you."

Eric just propped up half of the body and lay back softly.

There was a dull pain in the wound on his hip.

He hit Nathan, but he was beaten, too. It was a fair bet.

But he forgot that he had lost at the starting line from the very beginning.. No matter how fair, Crystal kept only Nathan in her heart.