Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 157

The wind blows like a dime, hit the twigs and leaves. The originally clear sky, was now slowly covered in clouds. Make the burial area slightly dim, because the sunlight is blocked by clouds.

Mirey and Deniz were seen walking down the path, while Aishe walked away, approaching a chair near a shady tree. But despite his position a little further, Aishe could see Mustafa talking to Deniz. While Mirey, he walked closer to Diego who was still in front of Aunt Nie's grave.

At least ten minutes Mirey was next to Diego, but the middle-aged woman had yet to open her mouth. I don't know what kind of polemic he had in mind when he came face to face with his son, after he found out that Max was taking advantage of him.

Diego sighed for a moment, then bowed to see the black shoes that had been worn by the wife. Looking at the shiny shoes without stains, he remembered the words of his wife a few days ago.

"You've got your own difficulties, Dad does too. So why not understand each other?"

Diego, who was initially determined not to forgive them until the wedding reception was held, suddenly his hard heart began to soften.

"How are you, ma'am?"

Like that, Diego's first sentence came out of Diego's mouth for Mirey. In his heart he hopes, if the mother can forget everything without regret, and live life as before.

"My mouth is silent because it doesn't know where to start talking." Mirey bowed, looking at Aunt Nie's tombstone nanar.

A sudden poignant feeling made Mirey's eyes wet, even shedding tears. After all, Aunt Nie's death was also one of her deeds.

Where'd he know?

Apparently, three days ago when Deniz suddenly came home. He immediately told her everything without falling behind, including his foster sister's fierce fight with her biological child. Also the wife who was used to destroy herself and her son.

Hearing that, Mirey's little heart was immediately shaken violently. There are many things he should regret at the same time. Until finally, Mirey he fell unconscious.

It was a bitter reality that Mirey had to know, so that in the future he would not be easily utilized again.

"It seems like the man has told everything." Diego turned his head, looking at the teary Mirey holding back his tears from falling.

"Son, I owe you a lot. Mother had misunderstood, and could foolishly be taken for granted," Mirey said regretfully as she looked at her son.

"Then pay slowly. Remember, mom and dad have to get my wedding reception ready in 1 month!"

Diego turned his wheelchair around, staring at the figure of the woman sitting under the tree so beautiful. His black hair was freely unraveling, exposed to the breeze that was blowing lightly. For some reason, staring at the girl made Diego's heart always calm, especially if the girl was smiling.

"Why come here? Is it done?" Aishe slowly got up from her seat and immediately walked over to Diego.

"It's over, honey."

"Then can I see him?"

Before Diego turned around and approached his wife, he could already guess, if Aishe would ask this. Diego sighed slowly, then grabbed Aishe's hands.

"You trust me, honey?"

Two corners of Aishe's lips lifted up, then he nodded slowly.

"Today, it's not time yet."

Diego's reply instantly made Aishe take a deep breath, exhale slowly, then smile."Well, it seems I need to count the days again.

"I'm sorry, I'm still trying to heal disappointment." Diego patted the back of his wife's hand, before finally chalking a sweet kiss.

"Eemm, I know. Make sure not to exceed 1 week, okay!"

Two things that could always make Diego bow and not dwell in front of Aishe. The first was his appeal, while the second was his smile. And if the two are combined, that happens exactly as it is now.

Diego nodded instantly, with a smile, looking at the face of the wife who could always divert her emotions.

...☆TBC☆...

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