Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 55

Diego went into his room, locked the door, then got up from his wheelchair and picked up the phone on the nightstand. The man's eyes narrowed as he searched for the number of one of his men. As soon as he could, he hurriedly contacted her.

"Yes, sir." Ashan's voice faintly rang out from behind the phone answering a call from his master.

"If I'm almost exposed to hot oil and you're near me. What are you gonna do?" ask Diego to be tibam

Ashan then wondered in his heart, thinking about Diego's question which he thought was strange. He even thought, maybe Diego is testing himself.

"Of course protect you, sir." Ashan answered him loudly.

"Why? Why would you do that?" Diego raised his voice a little. A curious tone was still clearly heard in Ashan's ears, making the man even more confused.

"That's …." Ashan thought for a little while. He had to really think of an answer that suited Diego's mood, because if one of the words was just that, he would end up in the Amazon jungle like one of his colleagues.

"That's because you are my Master. Do I have any other reason that makes more sense, sir?"

Diego massaged his forehead. In the beginning it was

thinking, that Ashan might be able to give a clear and reasonable answer. But the truth is, it is beyond his reach.

"If she's a woman. What say?"

Ashan, who was completing his task, was suddenly made to have a headache by the slur of a strange question from Diego. He himself did not know, which direction his master was going. But when Diego mentioned gender, then he understood a little with the question of his master.

"Women? If he's under your feet, of course the reason is the same. Why else, sir?"

Hearing that answer, Diego seemed disappointed. He even looked down and kicked the leg of the nightstand in front of him.

"In addition to that reason, I don't think there's any other reason, unless there's a feeling of like, affection or love." Ashan continued his sentence.

Diego was silent for a moment, then rubbed the cheek that had got a kiss mark from Aishe. His mind began to guess, guessing many things especially about the feelings of the woman he had helped.

The darling?

Of love?

He has that feeling?

"Hallo, Sir? Are you still there?" Ashan protests when he is ignored by Diego.

"Emm yes yes," answered Diego briefly then turned off his call without saying goodbye. Such actions were actually common to Ashan, so that his men did not take too much trouble with Diego's actions.

It took a few minutes until the man finished thinking about many possibilities. One of them was the possibility that Aishe liked it. The corners of his lips suddenly lifted without him noticing, even if only slightly, but clearly enough to carve a smile on his flat face.

She like me?

Wh why?

Because I'm handsome or because of Gulbar's name?

"Should I have Ashan investigate?"

Diego thinks pretty hard. In addition to the many possibilities about Aishe's feelings that he had reasoned himself. He also had to think about the cause of that feeling. Is it because of his face or his last name?

The Gulbar family itself has a series of profitable businesses worth millions of Lyra. Although not heirs, at least Gulbar descendants will occupy a seat in one of the BIN branch children. No wonder, if it makes Diego quite selective choose his lover.

Aishe's faint voice suddenly sounded from outside, making Diego quickly sit back in his wheelchair and disperse all his thoughts about Aishe's feelings.

...☆TBC☆...