My Rich Husband's
Part 85's
Throughout the night, Davis never let Diora out of her arms. The man did not want to lose his wife.
Davis promised to love and love Diora wholeheartedly. He will try not to say rude, yell, and force again.
In Diora's subconscious, the woman heard her husband's whole babble. She was so touched by his heart, Davis loved her. It's not like what he thinks about marriage because of debt.
Even the heartbreaking story of her husband she heard. The woman felt not alone life full of grief, it turns out her husband is not much different from her.
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A bright morning greet all people on the face of this earth to get involved. But not with a husband and wife who are still loyal to sleep hugging each other.
Yes, Diora was awake last night after she heard a heartbreaking story. She did not want to make her husband's life more bitter because of the loss of her who was reluctant to return.
Diora looked at her husband's face, gently stroking the fine hairs growing on that face, the corners of her lips raised perfectly. “It turns out you're handsome.”
Davis let his wife look at him to the satisfaction. Almost thirty minutes, Diora did not tire of admiring her husband's good looks.
But suddenly ...
“Baaa ..”
The voice surprised Diora until her eyes were closed again and pretended to sleep. She was very embarrassed if caught looking at her husband greedily.
It made the owner of the voice laugh. “You until when to pretend to sleep?” his god landed a good morning kiss on the lips of his wife who was no longer pale.
Diora was still loyal to her acting, she was very embarrassed to open her eyes at this moment.
“So you still want to sleep?” Davis hugged his wife tightly. His hand tried to tickle Diora, testing how hard his wife was acting.
“Stop ... stop ... enough ...” Diora's body wriggled amusedly. “Jail really.” Hit the perpetrator slowly.
“Cinderella is awake apparently,” as long as Davis looks at the pretty face. “You need to shower or eat first?”
“Can you just let go, this?” Diora moved her hand that was attached to the infusion.
“Wait a minute.” The man calls Sophie who is still enjoying a free vacation from him.
Not long after, the psychiatrist arrived.
“Hallo, miss Diora,” greet Sophie. “You remember my voice?”
“Hi,” reply Diora, it seems to think for a moment. Like hearing his voice, but where. “Are you Sophie?” guess after remembering.
“Ya .. you're good at remembering,” always Sophie. “I helped take off the infusion yes.” He began to release a fairly long needle stuck in the vein of his patient's hand.
“Thank you, Sophie.” Diora's friendly smile emits.
Sophie smiled as she nodded her head. “After this, we sunbathe together huh?” bring him. He tried to cure Diora's phobia by asking her to fight directly what she feared.
Diora shook her head slowly, she really did not want to be exposed to heat anymore.
“It's okay, I'll help you fight it.” Sophie tried to strengthen.
“I will accompany you, just relax.” Davis clasped his wife's shoulders for her to wipe, as if he was channeling power through it.
Diora felt support even nodded her head in agreement.
“Mandah, I have prepared warm water for you.” Davis began to lift the body he thought was light after Sophie left them.
“What do you do .. I can walk alone,” protest Diora.
“It's okay, I just want to carry you alone,” Davis replied gently and a calm shady gaze. Making Diora gawk in disbelief, usually her husband will stare sharply and say ‘ silently and obey’.