Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 151

Aishe let out a rough sigh, then stopped peeling the apple and looked at Diego. From the man's facial expression, Aishe could see clearly, if the husband was upset with her. But what could be done, if he did not leave, they would not have time to chat together. Moreover, his own foster father had opened his mouth about Deniz's existence all this time.

"You know, why can't I see you awake, but dad doesn't? In fact, you were peeping at us!" aishe looked at the husband's face.

"He is insensitive!" Diego threw away his face. Anxious because the wife is more defending her father.

"Because he can't see you half-open!"

Hearing the wife's explanation, Diego immediately turned his head, looking into the wife's eyes. "What do you mean?"

You two are a pair of father and son! We still meet each other. He did not even tell his son about it!

"Dad just had an eye graft, and he still had to get used to his new eyes. For that reason, it's better to just ask Dad."

Aishe got up, saw Diego looking at him fixedly, but actually the gaze drifted somewhere. Aishe shrugged her hands, grabbed Diego's head, and rubbed it.

"His life hasn't been easy, Die. He didn't just run away. There are many things to consider, especially if his sister is aware of the father's condition."

Every word that Aishe spoke sounded so soft, so soft that it slowly softened Diego's hardened heart.

"The old man should be telling the truth! Why does he keep covering that up?"

Diego suddenly remembered an incident a few minutes ago. When Deniz tried to get out of the room without using a stick to feel. But what happened was that the man hit the table. For the sake of covering the condition of his eyes, he dodged if he was daydreaming.

Diego himself had no thoughts. Because he thought if the stick was used by the father, just to maintain the balance of his aging legs.

"I'm not asking you to forgive me. If you have your own difficulties, so do you. So why don't you just understand each other?" Bujuk Aishe still holds the husband.

"You'll be a father soon, Die. We'll be parents." continued Aishe.

So, what's wrong?

"Yes, I'll try. If …." Diego stopped his speech, made Aishe curious, then let go of his embrace and looked at Diego.

"If? If what?"

Two corners of Diego's lips rose, staring at his wife. Then, he grabbed Aishe's waist using his one hand and said in a soft voice.

"If we ... have a reception next week!"

So surprised, Aishe to push Diego's body. Right in the chest of his field that had been injured, until the man stirred.

"ah! You want to kill your husband?" diego's protest narrowed his eyes.

"Who's the one who seduced me like that!"

Intending to be angry at his wife, Diego himself was cursed. If not to remember the fetus in the stomach of the wife, if the wound is not dry. Perhaps the man had already directly pounced on Aishe with a single strike.

"Why? Aren't you the one who wanted it?"

Aishe flinched, her mind drifting, recalling the words she had said when Diego managed to survive. But actually, it was just a mere joke that Aishe had spoken. He himself was very grateful to have had a marriage certificate even without a reception.

"I-I was just kidding!"

...☆TBC☆...