Alex Brown sat in his chair for a while and went into the emergency room, Marisa Darcyhad awakened.

Because of the injuries to her face and legs, the originally exquisite and beautiful had become ugly.

Marisa Miller's eyes flashed and she covered her injured cheeks with both hands: "Alex , don't look at me."

She knew Alex Brown, he would be angry with Emma Rosy.

His heart softened and he stepped forward to hold Marisa Miller's hand: "It's not ugly, it's okay."

"Am I really useless-"

Marisa Darcybites her lip and lifts her wounded and bandaged little face to look at Alex Brown.

"No, don't worry, the baby will be...