
Now, it's 4 days after Max's assault on Diego's private home. Emmil was sober last night. His wife and son were in the hospital taking care of him with all their heart. Hours earlier, Ashan had also managed to find Max's body, after going through more than 24 hours since he intervened with his men.
Now, one thing they have to take care of is Aunt Nie's funeral. Housekeeper of the Gulbar family who has been faithful all his life. In fact, his noble daughter managed to save the future successor of the Gulbar family.
Guzel looks neat, with a long white dress prepared by Ashan on Diego's orders. Dress model with one part of his shoulders and arms open, making himself look more comfortable. Yes, this is a simple dress that Ashan designed last night to one of the designers. In that case, Ashan was apparently quite attentive to Guzel. The woman who managed to steal his heart the last few days.
"Guzel, are you ready?" Ashan's voice rang out even before he opened the door perfectly. Making Guzel who was standing packing things and putting them in a bag, immediately turned his head.
"Oh, almost!" the answer.
Ashan stepped inside, helping Guzel pack up and stuffing all his belongings into the bag, while nagging a little. "Why not ask the nurse for help?"
"It has. They've petrified some, it's just a few leftovers."
Ashan looked so deft, stuffing one by one Guzel's stuff, and then closing the bag as soon as it was done.
"Need a wheelchair?" Ashan turned his head, looking at Guzel who had been standing next to him ever since.
"No need! After all, the one who hurt my shoulder isn't my knee!" guzel replied, turning his face away and immediately pretending to be busy picking up the sling bag, then wearing it.
"A-ayo's leaving!" take Guzel to Ashan.
For some reason, the two corners of the man's stature were lifted just like that. Though his dream woman was avoiding him, even reluctant to look at him.
Without replying, Ashan followed Guzel's footsteps who walked first in front of him. But just as Guzel was about to stop in front of Diego's room, Ashan pulled his hand slightly, making the girl with wavy hair turn her head.
"No need!" he said as soon as the beautiful-eyed girl looked over. "Mr and Madam will soon catch up with us."
"Oh, okay."
While the two of them went along with Eraz. On the other hand Diego was seen moving the left wrist that had been attached to the infusion for 3 days and had just been released by the nurse, while chatting with Doctor Ha.
"Your legs have just recovered, sir. Luckily, the bullet did not penetrate into the dangerous part" explained Doctor Ha.
"During this one month, don't use your feet too often to prevent something unwanted." Doktee Ha still continues to advise Diego.
"The gunshot wound's been covered with water-repellent plaster, so you don't have to worry about taking a shower."
Just as Doctor Ha was explaining the last part, Aishe who had just finished bathing was seen hurriedly coming out with a towel wrapped around her body. The existence of Doctor Ha and the two sisters of course surprised him, until the half-wet body was sculpted.
Luckily, Doctor Ha was facing Diego and turned his back on him. So the doctor who had been looking after Diego for 6 years did not see him.
"I don't remember you being this chatty before! Since when?" Diego's conversation with Doctor Ha was like making room for Aishe to pick up a shirt and re-enter the bathroom.
While the facial expression of Doctor Ha was confused after hearing Diego's statement.
Ashan said, his mood has been much better since he was with Miss Aishe. Butwhat?
Doctor Ha swallowed his rough saliva and tried to smile afterwards, though Diego's statement was irrational.
"I'll excuse you, sir."
After making sure Doctor Ha came out, Aishe who was still wearing a towel tried to peek by removing half her body.
"Not peek anymore. Doctor Ha is gone" said Diego, trying to get up from the gurney.
Seeing the husband was about to stand up, Aishe seemed to be struggling to reach him, then trying to reach his body.
"Where are you going?" aishe asked in a soft voice.
"Where else to take a shower?" diego answered while looking over, looking at Aishe who was trying to solve it.
Seeing the look on the face of the wife, as well as the towel that coiled on her body, for some reason, her jail soul was turbulent. With a slightly seductive tone, and a gaze that was also domineering, he continued his sentence.
"So, is my wife also willing to help me take a shower?"
Instantly, Aishe let go of her hand and immediately shifted a step. "Prinkle it yourself!"
...☆TBC☆...
Some already know the same dong Ji-Sung Oppa one nih 🤭 He will nonggol in the next novel that is in godok, so look forward to the new title Othor. of course after Om Duda finished 🤣🤣
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Thank you for all your prayers. Although it has not completely improved, but Othor tries to keep you company every day.
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