Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 28

The sky was so bright with few clouds, as well as the breeze blowing as breezy. But even so, the temperature outside the room reached 33 degrees. Makes some people feel reluctant to go out.

Aishe was still standing looking at Diego. After reading through some of the points in the document, he was able to take a cursory guess at Diego's plan. Indeed, the plan sounds devious, but it is not enough to make Farhan feel like living in hell.

He was not happy, a little disappointed, but lazy to argue with Diego, because the end result will be the same.

"Why? You're not happy? Not satisfied?" diego asked as he looked at Aishe's grim facial expression.

"What do you want to do? It's not according to plan."

"Don't you want to see him fall into a hellhole?" Diego moved his wheelchair to get closer to Aishe.

"Yes," Aishe replied briefly.

Diego smiled, he grabbed Aishe's hand and took her away to watch the show.

"The show?" Aishe.

"Yes." Yeah." Diego looked at his watch. "So soon the representative of Haley's coming."

Deghs

Aishe pulled his hand out of Diego's grasp and took a step back, until his body was blocked by the desk. His hands and feet were trembling. Sweat suddenly came out, wetting his forehead.

Diego once again convinces Aishe to trust him, that his actions will not disappoint.

"Believe me. I will make him plunge from heaven into the deepest hell!"

The two pairs of eyes clashed together for a moment. For some reason, Aishe's feelings of disappointment suddenly changed when he looked at Diego's eyes. It was as if there was great confidence, as the man spoke.

Diego reached out his hand again, and took her away. Aishe let out a long sigh, before finally welcoming Diego's hand.

"Sit there!" Diego pointed at the long sofa that looked quite soft

"What is this place?" aishe asked looking around the room.

"The place to see the exciting show," answered Diego who had somehow moved to sit on the sofa.

Aishe turned her head, looking at Diego who was smiling cunningly. Just as he turned his head, someone opened the door in the opposite room.

"Please sit down, Mr. Farhan."

The voice of a man that was clearly heard in the room where Aishe was sitting, was as if echoing. Aishe reflex turned his head, when the name was called. Looking from behind the large glass that became a skat, a man of such high stature, walked into the room.

Aishe's heart rumbled, seeing the man named Farhan walking as if without a burden. He has already lost one life.

Angrier. Aishe clenched her hands tightly, tightened her two rows of teeth, and took a deep breath. The girl's eyes turned red, and she suddenly glazed over. Resisting all her deep-rooted pain.

Seeing Aishe's reaction, Diego suddenly held Aishe's clenched hand, "They can't see us, nor hear us. So you can curse him at will."

Aishe squinted, imagining the moment Farhan deliberately let her fall off the ship and sink. Imagine his 59 dreadful days on the island.

"Dead!" aishe suddenly said. "I want to rip the meat off, cut it up little by little and give it to the dog. I want him to see, when those voracious dogs eat his body piece."

Rude and creepy words, don't scare Diego. He smiled with satisfaction, staring at the flames of anger that were emanating in Aishe's eyes.