THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE
Part 115's. The Back To NYC
When I was helped down from the car, a friendly-faced woman was waiting for me in front. He brought a wheelchair that was already available.
"Be careful, though,.." I was helped by Franco and that woman. "It's Matilda later she'll help you."
"I'm Matilda Miss Sara, Mr. Franco has already told Miss to come." He smiled kindly introducing himself.
"Thank you, Matilda."
"Matilda please bring the sara, Miss needs have you prepared, right?"
"Already sir, it's in his room..." I don't know what they're prepared for, I feel like this is going to be overkill. While Franco pushed my wheelchair into my room, Matilda carried my suitcase.
"Matilda will help you when I'm not home, help you to the hospital, make sure you eat well while you're here. You want to recover quickly from your injury, no, no one has to help you comply with the doctor's ban."
"Miss don't hesitate to ask for help to me Miss." This Francoise housekeeper is friendly.
"Thank you, Matilda." I smiled at him.
A room door opened for me, a comfortable room and quite spacious, there were even flowers for me. He's trying to make me comfortable here.
"In the closet there are clothes and all the needs of Miss, if there is less later I go to buy Miss, or if Miss wants me to take in the Miss apartment I can accompany. Tell me what Miss needs. I'll help you with your suitcase." I don't know what he's buying, maybe he means he's preparing a house sweatshirt for a change.
"None Miss. Then I'll go out first."
"Thank you, Matilda." I can't protest anything with this overrated and fulfilled condition. He came out leaving us I was both with Franco, even though we had been together a few times but together with him in this whole time just this time.
"I'll help you to the bed." Now I straighten my body after seven hours of flight.
"I can, it's close..." The doctor said two weeks ago I had to limit my movement to heal his muscles, otherwise there could be an irreversible injury, I had to comply, I wanted to be able to work as soon as possible. It's good I can still recover.
He pushed my wheelchair over to the bedside. Then take a chair to sit in front of me.
"Thank you, I didn't know you had everything set up here." What can I say other than thank you. He held my hand and took a deep breath.
"Sara, you can count on me. Why don't you seem to give me a chance to support you. I know we've just become lovers, but you can ask for my support. If I say I'm your lover then you have all my support." No, unfortunately I can't count on him at any time.
"You've prepared all this thanks. You even have a wheelchair ready for me. What else is lacking, there are even flowers. That's very sweet..." Even so I kept smiling at him, reaching for his hand to say thank you for being my current support. She's a good lover. I don't know behind the playboy's attitude that he's a caring lover.
"You have a helper here, Matilda will help you if I'm not around, if you want anything to tell me. Don't force yourself to do it yourself, he and Harry will help you to the rehab doctor, but first I'll keep you company."