
Nayla has been experiencing nausea and vomiting for a few days. His body looked thin and his face was also pale. Whatever Nayla ate she always regurgitated.
Of course it made Rein even more worried about the state of the wife. Moreover, nayla always told him to stay away when they were both close together.
"Wouldn't we go to the doctor?" rein asked looking at his wife who had just come out of the bathroom and was sitting on the side of the bed.
"don't want. I'd rather-" Nayla glanced at Rein with a hateful look, then covered her nose. "Far away from me, Rein!"
"I want to hug my wife. What wrong?!" Rein approached Nayla and was about to hug her.
"You stink! I don't like to see your face either. While being with you like this it feels like I'm nauseous and-" Nayla's stomach churns again. But he managed to hold. He was also astonished at what was actually happening to him.
A few days ago, she missed her husband so much. Then Rein returned, the longing turned into hate. It was as if what Nayla said was opposite to what she had in her heart.
"What's? Smell?!" Rein sniffed his own body.
"I just finished taking a shower, how can you say I stink! And one more thing, I miss you," she said shyly, then slightly lowered her face.
This was the first time the man had told his wife the truth. Rein had to throw away all her prestige in order to let go of the longing for one not to meet.
"There are no longings! I'm lazy to see your face, Rein!" Nayla stared hard at Rein. A horrifying gaze like an eagle ready to pounce on its prey.
"Why did his gaze become so terrible like this. I feel like I'm looking at myself right now" Rein murmured but only inwardly as he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.
"Quick out?!" drive Nayla.
"Darling, can you throw me out? I want to be hugged and kissed. I feel like my head is hurting." Rein whines like a kid who crushes not to buy candy.
Still what Ren did did did not make Nayla melt at all.
"Are you deaf?! Get outside! I'm sick of seeing your menmph-" Nayla running back to the bathroom and spewing it all out. It really doesn't taste good.
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"When my intention came home, to indulge with him. But I was kicked out like a thief. How ridiculous!" gerrutu annoyed.
A cruel and stubborn person like himself should succumb to women. It's really like he's not. Could Rein have started getting bucin fever?
"Sir, what are you doing these nights? Outside of the cold, you can catch a cold" asked Mark who ventured to sit beside Rein.
"Your eyes are myopic, huh?! I was sitting and bending my face, you idiot!" upset Rein. His assistant made him unable to control his emotions.
"Arely a face bendable, sir?" Mark asked back. "His master is not funny, '" sneered Mark who immediately laughed out loud.
Rein bertehem. Mark's laughter disappeared somewhere. He looked down and did not dare to look at Rein. Moreover, his master was in demonic mode.
"Master's really not cool!" Mark got up from his seat and dodged.
"Where are you going, huh?! I haven't told you to leave!" rein's jolt tried to hold Mark back, of course to accompany him. But, because of the prestige he looks like he is yelling.
"Of course go to bed. Don't you see what time it is?" Mark pointed at the circular object on his wrist. "Almost three o'clock in the morning, sir. I don't want to freeze to death here and-,"
"Mk..."
"Yes, what's up, sir?" Mark stopped his steps and turned around.
"Can you kiss me?" lirih. Really, he really doesn't like it in this position. So sucks!
"What?! Did I hear wrong?!" Mark scratched the nape of his neck that was not itchy. To be honest he was a normal man, but if his master were to ask, inevitably Mark would have to do it.