Second Wife of CEO Paralyzed
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"Ohhh..."

Luna's body fell down with none of her elites. The beautiful girl had just woken up from her beautiful dream, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth before going to the kitchen to see what he could do to help Jordan in preparing breakfast.

But damn !!!!!

His right leg can't be compromised, not helped. His bad feet made him fall.

Not wanting to look stupid for sitting on the floor like a disabled person, he tried to stand up and return to his bed, if only he did not feel tremendous pain in his ankle. Luna noticed a slightly swollen bruise there.

He did not expect it to be that bad, even though last night Jordan had compressed it. Last night there was a small incident that left Luna and Jordan both injured.

The open door cut distracted the girl, with Luna turning her head and finding Jordan still in the same clothes she wore last night. A plain white shirt with no sleeves and black jeans, entered with a tray filled with food and a glass of milk.

"Luna," he put down his original tray, and he didn't even care if the tray would fall and spill all the contents.

He hurriedly walked over to that helpless-looking Luna, without saying anything. Jordan immediately lifted the body of Luna bridal style and laid it on the bed.

Luna gulped her saliva a little at pains to see Jordan's clear super cold gaze directed at her. Looks like he's gonna get a run for shit soon. That's what Luna thought.

"You realize, what are you doing?" Jordan said with a slightly raised tone. Anxiety is heard in every word. "What if the swelling gets worse." Connect with the same tone.

But there was no response from Luna. He just kept his head down, avoiding the sharp gaze of the young lecturer. There was a sense of warmth and tightness that He felt simultaneously, warm because Jordan cared about him, and tight because the man snapped at him even though he knew he deserved it.

Luna hurriedly shook her head, shouldn't she be thinking a no-no about this annoying lecturer.

And luckily Jordan is not her mother, Luna's ears can hurt if she scolds her. Because the scolding is not enough if only 10-20 minutes. The mother took hours to scold her, so tired of hearing the chattering of her beloved mother who was too chatty. Luna never overslept.

"Eat, I've made you breakfast." Jordan asked, and broke Luna's daydream.

The girl slightly jumped in her sitting position, hearing the sound of Jordan's baritone passing cold into her hearing. Luna was so late in her world that she didn't realize the man was sitting next to her. Raising his face, ventured to look at the young lecturer's face.

The guilt of ambush filled his feelings, when he saw the Wound on Jordan's face. The wound on his cheekbones was also covered in bandages. Luna did not know when the man was treating his own wounds, because last night he had fallen unconscious and after waking up. The wound on the black-eyed young man's face was already treated and there was a bandage bandaging his wound.

"Songsaenim, because my legs are still very sore. No, just for today..."

" ---Today you don't have to go to college." Cut off Jordan, popping a right crossroad on Luna's forehead. Jordan snorted amusedly at the adorable expression of the girl. "Your leg condition is still bad, Luna. If you force it, it will only make your feet worse." Jordan gave an explanation.

Luna was silent. Jordan does have a point, but today he has a repeat and Luna doesn't want to miss it. But given the condition of his feet it is also not possible for him to go to campus. The road is difficult, which is troublesome Jordan and his friends.

"About today's test?" guess Jordan is 100% right.

Luna nodded. "He would give me a bad grade if I didn't follow his class, and today's replay is very important to me." Luna lowered her face, a sad expression clearly visible on the look on her face.

"I'll ask him to postpone the replay until your feet heal." Jordan Sahut.

"Don't worry, the woman won't refuse if I ask for it." His words seemed to be able to read the contents of Luna's head.

"But-----.???"

"Your soup is almost cold, I have to get ready." Jordan got up from his seat and prepared to leave Luna's room, before a tiny hand restrained his arm. "What's wrong?" Jordan turned and turned his body.

"Thank you, sorry to bother you."

Jordan smiled thinly, very thin. Even that smile was no thicker than a piece of tissue. "Hn, no need to be sad." Say it and just leave.

Luna's face suddenly reddened, for some reason she suddenly felt a strange and unusual feeling. A warm feeling enveloped her feelings, Luna felt a foreign feeling that she herself did not know what it meant.

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After the dress up with a plain white shirt that is combined with a black waistcoat that matches the pants. Jordan left his room and went back to Luna.

The beautiful girl was sitting on top of a super comfortable queen size bed while looking out the window. Enjoy the view of the city from the glass window on the left.

"Luna, man,"

Felt his name called. Luna turned her head and found Jordan walking towards her."You, are you leaving?" Luna observed Jordan's appearance from head to toe, not a single gap. The appearance is so perfect and the waistcoat adds a cool impression to his appearance.

"Eh." Jordan replied and sat down in front of Luna.

"Is it really okay if I don't go to college? I don't feel good about the rest of my friends if the exam gets delayed, especially that's very important for all of us." Luna.

Jordan grunts amusedly. He raised his hand then scrambled Luna's light brown hair furiously. "Ck, you're so chatty, I said no yes no." Flat talk.

"Ais, why are you ruining my hairdo, sucks." Luna pursed her lips, making anyone tempted to kiss her including Jordan.

If only Jordan were his brother's pervert, he would have attacked Luna's lips and told her mercilessly. But unfortunately Jordan is not him.

Jordan's gaze then rolled on Luna's left arm wrapped in bandages "What about your arm? Is it still painful?" Jordan raised his face looking directly at the pair of Hazel belonging to Luna.

The girl raised her arms to the chest, her Hazel rolled on a bandage wrapped around her arm and shook her head. "It's been much better, though still a little sore." The answer.

Jordan nodded, in his lyrics Richard Mille on his wrist. "I'm leaving." Jordan patted Luna on the head and made her cheeks blush. "I'll be home soon." It's cold and just goes away.

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