Doctor Vs CEO
Eps. 259-S2

Being stubborn, Chayra finally managed to persuade her mother to drive her to Marcell's treatment room. When entering Marcell's treatment room, Chayra saw the lover who was still lying weak and closed his eyes. It immediately wiped away his tears and smiled as Marcell's parents also smiled at him.

"Mom what exactly happened to Marcell?" Chayra grabbed the sturdy fingers of the handsome man, her gaze focused on the pale face that still looked handsome despite being sick.

"Marcell wasn't on the plane but Marcell was kidnapped" Chayra narrowed her eyes, turning to the mother standing next to her.

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An hour passed, sitting in the chair right next to Marcell's bed for that long as it did not make Chayra moved to change position. His gaze continued to focus on the eagle's eyes that had been closing their eyes for a very long time, it seemed like Marcell was still affected by the dope.

The lentic finger tightly gripped the burly hand that was not exposed to the infusion, his tears had dried up. There was nothing to cry about, the person he had been looking for all this time had been found just waiting to heal.

"Ara" the hoarse voice spread out Chayra's daydream, immediately raising her head to make sure that her hearing was not wrong.

"Honey, you're awake" Chayra stood up and hugged the weak body, forgetting the presence of Marcell's parents.

"Son, let the doctor examine Marcell first" said Marcell's father, making Chayra immediately release her arms with a blushing face.

"Sorry" said Chayra, lowering her head.

"It's okay, just call me like Marcell and Marcell has called your parents like his own"

"Mr Marcell's condition has improved we just have to wait for recovery and after that Mr. Marcell can go home, then I'm sorry." The doctor explained his examination, all breathing was relieved.

After the departure of the doctor, with the reasons made-up father and mother Marcell out of the treatment room Marcell so that Marcell and Chayra can freely talk without feeling sorry for them.

Marcell grabbed Chayra's fingers, clasping tightly like he didn't want to be let go. "I'm sorry for not giving you the news" Chayra's heart was slashed, and a feeling of guilt arose in her mind. Chayra immediately hugged the body, venting her longing through a hug that was not as heavy as yesterday because it was Marcell's body that was still weak.

"I'm sorry, because of my family you're like this" the mother has told me a little about Marcell's abduction and the story, from there Chayra concluded his family was also guilty of this because their mistakes in the past had to affect Marcell.

"It was all a disaster, and now I'm here. Don't cry, your tears are precious" Marcell smiled, wiping away Chayra's tears that had flooded her smooth cheeks with her thumb.

"May I hug you again?" Hearing a silly question from the lips of his future wife, Marcell chuckled in amusement. Immediately spread out her hand so that Chayra could enter into her arms.

"I miss you so much" with great difficulty, Marcell pulled the nape of the Chayra and pressed those chewy lips together. Feeling a tantalizing sensation for both. Before going too far, Marcell immediately removed the link, rubbing the slightly wet end of Chayra's lips. Again Marcell chuckled as he looked at the flushed hue on Chayra's pretty face.

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In another corner, a couple were seen preparing to go out of town and continue their lecture which was almost over because they were going to graduation in a few weeks.

"I've bought a new house, baby, so don't have to bring a lot of stuff. My men have taken care of everything" Gibran hugged Jasmine from behind as Jasmine applied her makeup to the mirror.

"Why should I buy a new home? What about the old house?" Jasmine asked without letting go of the powder she was holding.

"I'm afraid my wife is uncomfortable sleeping in that little house" Gibran's reply made Jasmine turn her head straight, hugging the man's belly as he sat while Gibran stood up.

"I've never had a problem with any of that, I'll come with you anytime and anywhere. Sleeping in a small house is no problem for me. Since I already have no one but you" Gibran let go of his embrace, immediately squatting down and using his knees for a pedestal and aligning his height like Jasmine.

"Hustt you can't talk like that, you got me, you got daddy, mommy, Chayra, and your real dad. We all love you, never feel alone dear" Gibran smiled sincerely, proving that his words were true.