Serving a Paralyzed Wife
62. Strives to Survive

Glacia blinked slowly before opening her eyes. His breath was weakly stifled to feel pain in some parts of the body, as well as energy that seemed to be drained out. His hands tremor when lifted. Lemas, Glacia felt her head dizzy. He also regained his nose.

Glacia's eyes were staring around. Instantly his forehead frowned in disgust to find a dirty and musty room also a muddy ground surface in some parts.

"Ohuk!" Glacia coughed softly. Just then he heard the sound of approaching steps.

"Your sleep is pretty good" said someone in a mocking tone.

Glacia. He found the middle-aged man, the rowdy florist whom he had seen some time ago in his mansion.

Instantly Glacia's face hardened with vigilance. He tried to retreat as the man approached, but Glacia forgot that her legs could not move.

The man chuckled watching Glacia's legs extend helplessly. "Without being tied up you won't be able to escape, will you?"

His eyes glared at Glacia with a grinning smile. Glacia tightened her emotional jaws, while her hands squeezed the subordinates of the now-worn, dirty skirt.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" hiss Glacia sharp.

Krishna came back to grin. His outstretched rough hand touched slowly under Glacia's nose, wiping a small amount of blood from there before pulling it back to observe.

Krisna snorted while smiling obliquely, watching her index finger covered in red.

"My mother? You don't need to know." Krishna whispered.

"I actually feel sorry for you" he said. Krisna looked up at Glacia, the corner of her lips raised as if mocking. "Five more days of chemotherapy, right? Too bad, it seems after this you no longer need to waste money on your illness," he continued.

Glacia. This person even knows the treatment schedule. Who her? What does he want from Glacia?

The lips that were always on the back of the brush really made Glacia uncomfortable and afraid. Moreover, his eyes sometimes look perverted. But Glacia tried not to care, he did not want the man to know that actually Glacia was trembling with anxiety.

"What's your relationship with Lizy? Why did he call you back then? Then, Narendra ..." Glacia's voice choked. He did not dare to guess which one would make his heart even more hurt.

Glacia gulped, she still looked at Krishna intently and vigilantly. Krisna suddenly laughed out loud to the point of making Glacia a little surprised. The man looked up, and his voice echoed in the room.

"Haha .... Haha ...."

Glacia silently pushed her butt back, hoping that her legs could be as light as a feather and made it easier for her to move from the stinky man's face.

"You want to know?" Krisna looked at Glacia with a grinning smile, so enjoying the look of Glacia who looked tense and alert.

"Narendra is ...." The man hung his words. Glacia was disgusted at the constant sight of her yellowish teeth. His breath also smelled even though from a distance not so close.

Not yet Krisna continued his words, one of his men ran in and immediately told. "Boss, our location is tracked!"

Krishna looked quickly. He frowned deeply with an instantly annoyed look. "What?"

"Bon saw a signal approaching our location. That must be Naren—"

"Sheel!" Krisna immediately cut and told the young man to shut up. He whispered, and the young man immediately ran out.

While Krisna looked at Glacia who was looking at her worriedly. He snorted while grinning. "You think Narendra loves you?"

He then continued. "It was precisely he, who told me to take you away," he said with a slanted smile.