My Psycho Husband's
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"Why hasn't he woken up?" stive asked worriedly looking at his wife's still unconscious body.

"So soon he is also conscious" replied Marcel for the next time.

"A minute, a minute! that's all you said!" exclaim Stive restrained, staring intently at the doctor as well as his cousin.

"I'm not God who knows when he'll wake up!" marcel replied with a heavy sigh, "And it also seems like you called me wrong, your wife doesn't need you!"

"Currently, it's useless to have your doctor's degree if you can't cure the patient" Stive's lips upset Marcel.

The voice of debate between Stive and Marcel, making Ella began to be disturbed and forced to open her eyes slowly.

He could only sigh heavily, when he heard the voice of Stive who always reviled the doctor Marcel.

"Better, stop your argument and turn around, your wife is conscious. And better yet, take him to the hospital!" press Marcel, Stive immediately turned around and saw Ella's face still staring at her flat.

"Why are you such a fainting hobby!" stive's snort made Marcel and Ella instantly glare in disbelief.

With a weak move, Ella grabbed the pillow beside her. As powerful as he used the pillow to pound Stive's face to make the man staggered because of a sudden attack.

"Auwh, sick!" stive's screeches were angry.

"Weak," said Ella and Marcel.

"Marcel, did you forget where the door came out of my room?" ask Stive without looking at Marcel.

"Thank you" said Marcel, and he immediately got out of Stive's room and went to Jhon's room, which was not okay.

"Why don't you come out, too?" cetus Ella then threw away her face.

"Why did you throw me out? this is my room."

"I'm also your husband, so I deserve to be here too" Stive said.

"I want to be alone. Can you give me some time to be alone?"

"No!" stive replied quickly, "I don't want to leave you alone and lose you again."

"I've forgiven you" said Ella.

"I already know," Stive replied quickly and casually.

"Aren't there a few explanations you'd like to give me?" asked Ella shaking her head, she could not figure out why Stive could have such a trait.

"I'll explain later, when you're calm and better. And I don't feel guilty about it either, I thank her for choosing me to take care of you."

"What do you mean?"

"Can you think positively about me? do you remember what I used to say?" ask Stive flat.

"I don't need your forgiveness, but I just want you to trust me" Ella muttered softly, "That's what you mean?"

"Hem," Stive replied with a long sigh, "I won't explain now. Make sure you're ready to hear that story, and tell me when you're ready.'

"I'm ready. I want to hear the truth from you" Ella replied quickly, but Stive just shook her head and smiled faintly.

"Let's rest, I'll take a shower first. We're going to the hospital."

"Stive wait, ahhhh!"