Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 39

Aishe –

Don't fall in love. Don't fall in love. Don't fall in love.

Some convinced themselves not to fall in love with him. But today all vanished in the blink of an eye. The flame seemed to burn my heart and the defense of my soul. Either it was out of jealousy or just a momentary rage. I also do not understand my own feelings.

Aahh .. would love to slap my own face.

Aishe's footsteps rang out from the moment she walked in from the doorway. Her face was sour, although her stomach was already filled with some fancy dishes from a five-star restaurant.

Ashan casually asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

"Nothing!" aishe replied without looking at Ashan who was now her superior.

Actually, there was no point in being angry with him either. Better get it over with and get out of here, let me think at home.

Feeling in getting a thorny answer, Ashan instead got angry and gave the girl a warning. He just walked away and thought positively. "Maybe the mood's bad."

Aishe's eyes refocused on his computer, working on some tasks from Ashan and at rest began to redesign his life's mission. Until, he remembered about Halley's contract signed by Farhan.

Aishe came to Ashan and asked about the contract. But Ashan has long since handed over the contract to Diego.

So, I have to look for him again? Ah forget! It is better to go to the creditors section and question them.

Instead of asking Diego who happens to be one floor with him, Aishe instead chose to go down to the 5th floor just to ask the lender for a contract.

"Electronic Halley?" A man's eyes narrowed along with a wrinkled forehead.

"Yes Halley. Mr. Diego is in charge." Aishe suddenly felt something strange. Usually loan contracts can be easily found in the creditors section. But why are they confused?

"We don't keep the contract. You try asking Mr. Diego, or Mr. Ashan."

At the end of the day, you have to face him, right? Oh, shit my life!

Upset, Aishe finally decided to go to the cafeteria to enjoy a cup of coffee. Wishing he could think more clearly without many baseless preconceptions.

Double shot Americano, mixed with creamy caramel sauce, fresh milk, and ice. Being a thirst-quenching drink is quite perfect for Aishe. He was sitting relaxed in the corner of the room, enjoying the atmosphere of the city that looked cloudy.

Just try it again. It would be perfect if you enjoy this coffee ice in the garden, while breathing the wind mixed with the smell of branches and dry leaves.

The girl sipped her Ice slowly, with a foresight looking at the tall buildings from behind the glass windows. For almost 30 minutes he sat there, with several employees enjoying lunch. During that time anyway, there were no cynical and dismissive views like before. There was no whisper whispering then glancing at each other, nothing, all as busy as each other's affairs.

Accepting such a reality, of course Aishe was a little happy, even though she had yet to get any friends to talk to. But for this kind of quiet life, he was already grateful enough.

While enjoying the calmness, suddenly someone came to him and placed a glass of hot tea in front of Aishe. With a gentle, friendly voice typical of a girl, she greeted. "Hi!"

"You're Ashan's secretary apparently. We have not met," continued Malva.

"Oh hello. I A – means Ishe," Aishe tried to be professional while extending her hand.

"Malva!" replied the girl shaking Aishe's hand with her beautiful smile.

Malva started questioning everything about Aishe. Like how a secretary someone else could sit down and eat with Diego, or something related to their relationship. But Aishe firmly asserted that they were purely a cooperative relationship.

Don't you? Our relationship is indeed a cooperation. I'm lucky and he's lucky. Not more!

But Malva was not believing. The girl continued to question Aishe, urging her to speak honestly about their relationship. Amidst the serious talk, Ashan suddenly came and called Aishe back to work.

"It's time for work! You want to stall it until it's close to home!" ashan said firmly.

"Sa-I'm back, sir!" Aishe threw away her drinking glass then walked away leaving them without saying goodbye.

The look on Malva's face was irritated, she clasped her hands and then stood up. His mouth was already open, preparing to scold Ashan. However, Ashan first turned around and looked at him.

"Don't consider yourself tall, miss. You're just her sister, there's no way you can reach Mr. Diego's heart" Asha said, then left.

Ashan's words added a fiery red hue on Malva's face. The peak of the girl's anger was definitely at its highest point now. He was even seen clenching his two rows of teeth while clenching his hands firmly.

After getting Ashan's reprimand, Aishe instead returned to his chair and worked. He went to Diego's room to ask him about something.

"Master ..." his call made the serious working Diego turn his head and stop his activities.

Aishe had not yet explained the meaning of his arrival. Diego immediately thrust a file at him.

"It! The file you're looking for," he said briefly that immediately made Aishe's foot step up to take the file.

The girl's brownish-eyed bead started to move, reading some of the things written there. And suddenly .. he closed the file and looked at Diego.

"What does this mean, sir?"

"Why? Still can't relieve your heart for revenge?" Diego moved his wheelchair closer to Aishe.

"N-no, it's not. It's out of plan, sir. I just want him to go to jail."

"Imse …." Diego gently grabbed Aishe's hand. "Revenge don't be half-hearted, going to jail won't be enough for him."

"Do you not know, Ishe. The money he used to buy Halley's stock, that's your insurance money!"

Degh's!