Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 122

Diego sighed harshly, then followed Aishe into the room despite having an ultimatum. Ashan walked closer to Guzel.

"Don't you have been following Mr Diego for a long time?"

Ashan looked at his master who was so arrogant and powerful, several times calling Aishe's name, but ignored. For some reason, he suddenly wondered about his master.

"Around the age of 8 or 9, my mother took me into the Gulbar. But I just followed you 10 years ago." Guzel turned his head, looking at Ashan who was standing beside him."

"Well, that's only a few years' difference." Ashan nodded. "How are you doing? Is it better?"

"It's been two weeks, Mr. Ashan. It's much better." Guzel let out a long breath. "Thank you for taking me that day."

"You saved us too, thank you!" Ashan slowly turned his head, along with Guzel who was staring at him.

Just a glance, but managed to make the young girl's face red. Guzel hurriedly threw his face away, then nervously left Ashan.

"Gentlemen have come, let's prepare what you ask" Guzel said as he walked away.

While Ashan who felt a little strange to see Guzel's attitude, just crossed hands while staring at the girl's back.

Look, this is a problem I'm more sensitive than those two guys! But ... since when does Guzel store flavor?

...Guzel's...

Leaving Ashan and Guzel compactly prepared something for Aishe. On the other hand, Diego was still standing at the door trying to persuade Aishe.

"Ishe, my dear wife." Diego knocked several times, hoping Aishe would open it.

But it had been more than 15 minutes since he stood there, the thick and large door had not opened in the slightest.

"Ishe, until when do you want to punish me? My legs are cramping!"

Perhaps, that was Aishe's weak point. After hearing her husband complain about his legs, the woman enjoying an apple slowly pulled the door from the inside.

"Come in and sit there!" Aishe pointed at the long sofa that Diego was heading straight for. He sat down on the single sofa facing the window.

"Don't smile! You can't persuade me this time!" Aishe still looked indifferent, and preferred to enjoy an apple in her hand.

Apparently, the strategy of Diego by relying on his sweet look this time did not work. Aishe was still sulking, and just ignored her.

His breath sounded heavy, so heavy that a car's light beam from below, was seen piercing through the glass and bouncing off the ceiling. Diego slowly raised both corners, then leisurely stood up from his chair.

"Who told you to stand up?" Aishe's grieving.

But instead of answering, Diego quickly carried the body of his lover out of the room.

"Die, what do you want? Quickly put me down!" Aishe cried, but still ignored Diego.

Until, they arrived at the basketball building that was originally designed for shooting practice. Diego slowly lowered Aishe's body, making him turn to look at the decorations and surprises he had neatly arranged.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" exclaim them compact.

Aishe was shocked to the point. Seeing Ashan, Eraz, Emmil, Rehan, Adoptive father, Aunt Nie, as well as Guzel, wear party hats on their heads. Even Ashan and Guzel compactly opened the Confetti Popper, adding to the party's excitement.

The building was originally designed as a basketball court, and converted into a shooting range, until now a party full of flowers, as well as gifts.

"Happy birthday, miss," said Eraz and Emmil.

"Happy birthday, Miss Aishe."

"Happy birthday, son. May God give you His happiness and blessings."

"Dogum gununnu kutlu olsun, Melegim." (Happy birthday, my angel.

B'Day Ishe 💋💋

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