CEO's Small Wife Paralyzed
Manual Therapy.

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Eidra let go of her husband's embrace. He wiped Edgar's tears. Crying together in joy and sorrow makes Eidra feel how bitter and sweet living a household.

"strong". Eidra clenched her hand as a strong sign.

Edgar tried to smile. The man rubbed his wife's head with affection. With thousands of thanks. Sometimes we need to find the right person to remove all the pain in the past. Sometimes we also need to learn that not everything that happens will bring distress and suffering. Sometimes it all happens for God's sake to bring something better.

"It has. Don't cry again, Husband. Shame on the neighbor's son". Eidra chirps casually "Ehhhh forgot we don't have neighbors". Eidra displayed a barrage of white teeth as her hands pointed to the letter V of peace.

"Ck, you're this....". Gone were Edgar's cries when he heard the spontaneous remarks of his little wife. Gosh, again enjoying the moment of pain while crying ehhh even had to be made to sniff by Eidra's speech.

"Hehehhh. Donkkkkk's smile". Eidra pulled the corner of her husband's lips "Nahhh if this smile will look handsome". Eidra patted her husband's cheek with a gurgle "Ehhhh don't smile much later there are other women who see your smile and are fascinated. I don't want to share a husband". Said Eidra showing her pouting face.

Edgar shook his head while giggling amusedly. This wife of his could always liven up an awkward atmosphere.

"Nahhh, because it's hard to smile back, I've made Mr. Husband's favorite drink. It sure tastes bitter and unpleasant. And one more don't get spewed out". Eidra raised the glass containing the potion with a smile teasing her husband.

Edgar covered his mouth and nose. The smell of Eidra's artificial ingredients was stinging and made him want to vomit, let alone drink it. Just kissing her almost made her vomit a lot.

"don't want. It doesn't taste good and the smell makes me want to vomit". Reject Edgar to shake.

"Ck, Mr. Husband can't do that. Husband must drink and spend". Eidra Strictly.

"No want". Reject Edgar again.

Eidra was upset. He put the glass down. Then fold her chest hand while looking at her husband sharply.

"Ohhh yeah where did yesterday say. You're my reason for healing". Agree with Eidra while imitating Edgar's style of speech.

"Where did yesterday say. If I could walk, I'd take you to the bathroom". Agree with Eidra again.

"Over yesterday said that too. If I could stand up, I'd take you dancing". Eidra continues to imitate Edgar's style of speech.

Edgar laughed loudly. God, why would his wife be so cute and adorable if she was imitating him. That cute face is very unsuitable if it turns cold.

Edgar laughed curled up while holding his stomach. While Eidra was upset half to death. She looked at her husband sharply and a hostile look.

"Haha. Oh, my God, my stomach hurts so much.. Haha". Edgar laughed as he held his stomach "It looks like you're a good fit for comedy". Edgar was still laughing.

Edgar's laughter stopped immediately upon seeing Eidra's horror gaze. He shuddered in horror. Why was Eidra's gaze ready to swallow him alive.

"alright. I'll drink it".

Edgar relented rather than having to look at his wife's horror gaze.

"Yesss. Succeeds". Eidra prancing happily. Looks like she has a new weapon to seduce her husband.

"Please drink my dear. If less, your wife is ready to make more". Eidra handed the glass to Edgar. Not forgetting he winked his ignorant eyes while teasing the man.

Edgar took a deep breath. He really didn't want to take the medicine. The taste and smell made Edgar's entire stomach want to come out.

Eidra smiled triumphantly. Moreover, looking at the ugly face of her husband that held back the bitter and also the unpleasant smell when swallowing the potion.

"This is called Mr. Husband's manual therapy". Eidra took a glass from her husband's hand and handed him a glass filled with milk.

"Taking the drug should be with feeling. Impregnated. Savored. Perceived. Although it won't reduce the bad taste. But at least it got in the stomach". Eidra Seru. Not forgetting the expression that described his words.

Edgar was upset. Yes he won't win if it's a matter of talking against Eidra. The eidra has billions of vocabulary words and always keeps it uncited. While the great Edgar spoke which was able to rival his wife in terms of arguing.

Eidra deliberately took the dregs to massage her husband's legs. Eidra believes with routine treatment and a burning spirit someday Edgar can certainly walk again. Although every day has to go through several long drama processes, persuading to persuade until it ends with a scene on the bed. But Eidra does that sincerely and sincerely. She wanted her husband to walk again.

Eidra doesn't mind if Edgar can't walk for life. She accepted her husband as he was. However, she felt sorry to see her husband who was like her desperately wanting to walk back. That's why Eidra fought so hard to help Edgar.

"Mr Husband. I'll massage your legs. It's called manual therapy with your Little Wife's love potion". Eidra listened to her husband's blanket.

"What kind of name is that?". Edgar nodded in wonder. Eidra was always strange names, so that she would obey.

"This is a combination of love and affection poetry that is not left". Eidra poked her husband's chin with a ignorant smile.

""You........". It felt like Edgar was directly pouncing on his wife right now. But pity like his Eidra is soybean.

"Here, Mr. Husband". Eidra sat in bed folding her legs "It's going to hurt a little but there's no need to panic because it's not killing". Said Eidra applying the dregs of the herb on her husband's leg.

Edgar glared as the words came out of his wife's mouth. I don't know where Eidra got that weird vocabulary. It doesn't hurt, and it doesn't kill. Obviously it doesn't kill, it just hurts his legs.

"Awwwwwwww. Be ill. Be sick". Jerit Edgar holding his leg.

Eidra said a little sick. But this is not a bit of a pain to his name, but it is incredibly painful and feels like killing.

"Can you slow down?". Grouser Edgar

"Can't Mr. Husband". Answer Eidra quickly. She still rubs her husband's legs.

"Awwwwwwww".

"Awwwwwwww".

"Awwwwwwww".

Edgar continued to massage her husband's legs without caring about the screams and screams of pain from her husband's mouth. He continued without a care.

"You really want to kill me?". Edgar's grouse is still in pain.

"Don't think strangely Mr. Husband. I don't want to be a widow yet". Eidra chirps casually continues her massage.

"I think my leg just wants to break". Omel Edgar "She's a little sick, but it's really sick". Omelette Edgar. He kept nagging as his legs were sorted by Eidra. Eidra smiled triumphantly. Her husband will focus on nagging so unconscious if Eidra continues to massage the husband's legs

"Stop nagging Mr. Husband. I'm not even massaging your legs anymore". Eidra cleaned the dregs of the potion on her husband's legs

Edgar just woke up. Because most of the nagging, he did not know if Eidra had completed Eidra-style manual therapy, Edgar said.

**Connected.........

Ed and Ei

Enough of it first, guys. The author is so tired of not taking a break today, full of many activities...

Tomorrow the author will try to be up 3 to 4 chapters. If the same finger brain can be invited to work together, hehehe.........

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