Serving a Paralyzed Wife
57. Surprising Coincidence

Glacia.

"Do you like to read too?"

"Ah, yes, just a few fiction books." Glacia was surprised to find Rafael was also here. Doesn't a doctor deserve to be busy at this hour?

Maybe she practices the night, thought Glacia trying to be insecure. The problem was, somehow Glacia felt they met too often by chance.

Rafael nodded in understanding. "Like woman like romance, right?"

Glacia just smiled awkwardly. "I also love fantasy."

"Harry Potter?"

"No, besides that. I don't read books that have been filmed."

"Oh." Rafael nodded back.

"Doctor himself, why is he here? Not working?" asked Glacia curiously.

Rafael smiled in reply. "Schedule me tonight. I also just got home from Singapore this morning, and stopped by here for a while because I have my own exhibition of friends."

Glacia blinked unexpectedly. "really? Wow, that's great for him."

Once again Rafael nodded. He seemed proud of the compliment. "Indeed, he was already a professor at a young age."

"It's amazing" said Glacia.

They engage in small talk before the presence of someone manages to divert attention. Deheman's voice made both Rafael and Glacia immediately turn to the source of the voice. Next to them was Narendra who stared at the two alternately.

Glacia was confused as to why those men could be here at the same time. Again an unexpected coincidence.

Rafael smiled awkwardly, nodding kindly at Narendra who instead threw a hostile flat gaze.

"Naren, how are you?" rafael reached out his hand.

Narendra greeted him briefly accompanied by a short speech. "Good."

After that he took off their hand links. Narendra looked down at Glacia who instantly cast a glance, a clumsy look drawn faintly on his face.

Narendra almost chuckles amusedly thinking Glacia must have remembered last night's kiss. Narendra was not wrong, Glacia did immediately remember their kiss, it was her reflex when she saw Narendra.

"Why are you here?" ketus Glacia's. To be honest, he was a little uncomfortable with the existence of the two men. Two men who indirectly have something to do with Lizy.

One is Lizy's fiance, the other is Lizy's ex. Amazingly, why now it was Glacia who was between the two of them.

"This is your therapy schedule" replied Narendra.

Don't tell me she wants to accompany Glacia therapy like before? Is Narendra still not self-conscious about the condition of their relationship?

"Glacia therapy today?" Raphael's voice rang out, which Narendra answered sharply.

"Hm. I came to pick him up."

Rafael chuckles tastelessly. "But, it looks like Glacia just got to a while ago. He hasn't got the book he wants either."

"You pay so much attention to it" replied Narendra flatly.

Rafael rubbed his nape snorting a smile. "I've seen him since I arrived at the parking lot. Coincidentally we did come together, only Glacia didn't notice."

"Ah, it seems like I should leave now. Glacy, if you need a new book, let me know, okay? I'll show you some collections at home. You must love it" Rafael continued before waving away.

Glacia only responds at a glance, in contrast to Narendra who continues to stare at Rafael's departure until the man disappears. What does it mean to show a collection of books? He invited Glacia to his house, didn't he?

Glacia was breathing. He glanced at his guards standing not far from where he was now. They were relaxed without intimidating other visitors because that was what Glacia asked for. Glacia knew they were on alert.

Glacia's eyes then shifted on Weni. The girl immediately responded as soon as she caught Glacia's sight of him. "Do you need anything, madam?"

Narendra also looked at Glacia. The woman did not answer, but her breathing was increasingly heavy, as well as her hand gesture that patted the chest slowly as if showing that her breath was tight.

Raut Narendra immediately turned worried, even Weni who immediately advised Glacia to go home.

"You okay?"

"Madam, we should just go home" Weni said.

But Glacia shook her head. "I still want to be here any minute. No need to worry, I'm fine" he said taking a deep breath, then exhaling slowly.

"What's all right? Obviously you're short of breath" Narendra said. "We better go home, Doctor Teresa will be here soon" he said.

Glacia disagreed. "I told you I'm fine. My purpose here is to find a book, my journey will be in vain if I get nothing," he still did not want to give up.

Glacia continued his attention to the row of shelves containing various novels. He then continued to speak to Narendra who immediately stared at his sentence. "Stop thinking about me, just think about when you'll sign. I think your hands are fine, your shoulders are normal."

Sewing wounds on Narendra's shoulder will not be as easy to recover, but what Glacia saw was that the man could move as usual. It's not wrong he thought Narendra's aching hand was just an excuse, right?

Weni as a servant could only pretend not to listen. As a good worker he should know when to care for his ears and blind his eyes. He is not the type of baffle maid who likes to gossip about his own employer, although in everyday life he is quite chatty.

"Glacy, I won't be tired of asking you to think again" Narendra said calmly. "Now what matters is your health. Come home, Doctor Teresa has arrived. It seems like it came sooner than promised."

Glacia looked over with a deep frown. "It must be you who told him to come quickly," he pointed to Narendra.

Narendra remained calm as if he had done nothing. He glanced at Weni which made the girl immediately nod obediently. "Mrs, we better go home. I heard this book exhibition is held for 2 days, we can come back here again tomorrow. How's it?"

Sucks. Narendra could easily conspire with anyone around Glacia. You poor, power-mad man! Just look, if you're divorced later Glacia will kick it from Martadinata.

Weni immediately brought the surrendered Glacia out of the exhibition hall. Meanwhile, Narendra walks later following his escorted wife.

Narendra's sharp eyes glanced slightly at the end of the room, where Krishna Julius with his disguise mingled among the visitors. The two had looked at each other for a moment, the corner of Krishna's lips lifted grinning at Narendra.

His voice seemed to mock and say. "You're so afraid I'm touching your wife? I want to know his reaction when he sees me."

Narendra snorted thinly in passing. His indifferent attitude actually made Krishna feel challenged and curious, how big the role of Glacia in the life of his son.

"Weni, why are we in this car?" Glacia asked in surprise because Weni was not directing him to the car that was originally used here.

As if without a burden the girl answered. "The lady will go home with the Master."

"Then you?"

"I'm certainly with our driver."

Glacia gaped in disbelief. "Weni, are you my personal servant or that man? From tomorrow on ask Vienna to get back to work, I'm sick of you!"