The Bodyguard's
Last Meetings

Miabella has been moved to the treatment room. He can also be visited. It wasn't wasted by Carlo. The head of the Red Wolf Clan, went straight into the room where the wife was. Faithfully, he accompanied Miabella until the young woman regained consciousness and was able to communicate well.

“What do you feel right now, Cara mia?” ask Carlo. Not a second did he release his hand from the fingers of his beloved wife.

“It feels great to see you again, Carlo,” Miabella replied rather raucously. He smiled, even though he still looked weak.

“This is a happiness I cannot express with words. I'm so grateful to be able to find you back.” Carlo kissed Miabella's hand deeply. It was clear from the look in his eyes that he was truly happy at the time. Despite all the injuries suffered by Miabella, the most important thing is that the daughter continued Adriano can be saved his life.

“I told Mia that you've been found. But I'm not saying we're in the hospital right now. You know for yourself what your mother would be like if she got bad news.” Adriano, who had just entered the treatment room, immediately removed Carlo's sturdy body from the seat near the bed. After the son-in-law left, Adriano took the seat.

Carlo, who does not like Adriano's attitude, can only slow down. He then went around the bed and sat on the edge in a half-lying position. Dilusuknya shoots of Miabella head, then gently kissed.

“When will we go from here?” ask Miabella.

“Patience, How to mia. You just got treatment for all the injuries you've been through. Wait until the doctor lets us go home,” said Carlo.

“Yes. Your husband is right, Principessa,” said Adriano. “Wait until your condition is completely stable.” The middle-aged man in the white shirt exhaled softly. “Thank God, for you are still given salvation, dear.”

“Yes, Daddy Zio. I'm so happy that you guys can find my whereabouts ...” Miabella. His eyes moved irregularly. “How can you find my presence?” the young woman asked curiously.

“The story is very long, Cara mia,” replied Carlo. “We met Vlad. Lucky because he installed a tracking device, so we can detect the location of your whereabouts,” is obviously the handsome blue-eyed man.

Hearing Vlad's name being mentioned, Miabella immediately became speechless. Suddenly, guilt rippled within him. The young woman recalled the kissing scene that was done with the Russian man. Miabella looked at Carlo who was telling her about everything that happened when facing Damien and his men. “I love you, Carlo,” said the gray-eyed young woman, making Carlo immediately stop his speech.

Nikolai Volkov's youngest son looked back at Miabella. He felt astonished, but not as easy as keeping a suspicious feeling towards the wife. The trust that Carlo placed in the woman he loved so much was unparalleled. “I know it, Cara mia,” reply Carlo accompanied by a gentle smile.

Miabella smiled. What happened between him and Vlad, let it be a secret between the two of them. That too, if the Russian man can still survive after getting several gunshot wounds on his body.

“Then, until when will I be here?” ask Miabella. “I can't wait to see the vineyard before returning to Russia," he said.

Hearing Miabella's words, Carlo and Adriano looked at each other. They were silent for a long time, until Adriano finally touched the arm of his beloved daughter. He rubbed gently and lovingly. “Principessa, we are waiting for a decision from the doctor. I'm sure they'll be here soon to check on you,” he said.

What Adriano said is true. Not long after, a doctor entered the room accompanied by several nurses. One of the nurses brought a trolley containing medical equipment, then placed it right next to Miabella's bed.

“Gutten morgen (Good morning). You look much better today, Madam,” greet the male doctor, with the same age as Adriano. He spoke in English, as Carlo had told him that they were from Italy.

“Thank you, Doctor. All this because my husband and father have come to pick me up" replied Miabella. He tried to show a cheerful face, even though his whole body was in pain. Miabella is even numb, from the thighs down.

“Why are my legs numb, Doctor?” miabella asked as one of the nurses was checking her blood pressure.

“Oh, that's because of the anesthetic effect that may still remain,” explained the doctor calmly.

“Australian drug?” miabella. “Have I just finished operating?” ask again.

The doctor did not answer. He looked at Carlo and Adriano first. The doctor asked for approval. After Carlo nodded, the doctor smiled. “Ya, Mistress. We had to take surgery to stitch up the wounds on your feet. If we don't do that, then you'll lose a lot of blood. It is very dangerous for your safety,” he explained.

“Ah, yes. I remember,” murmured Miabella shrieked. It was clear in her mind, the seconds when Yelena thrust the knife many times on the two calves of the gray-eyed beautiful woman. “Say, are my injuries severe?” ask Miabella curiously.

“It ...” The doctor had scratched his temple, while watching the nurses who examined one by one of dozens of stitches in the legs of Miabella. They then attach a special transparent colored plaster.

“So far, your condition is very stable, Madam. The bones of your feet have no problem at all. You are free to do as you wish. However, wait until the seams dry first,” explained the doctor carefully.

“What will my legs look like Frankenstein's feet?” Miabella laughed softly. I don't know what he thinks is funny.

“We can disguise it with plastic surgery, Bella. Don't worry about it. For us, the most important thing is your safety,” interrupted Adriano before the doctor could answer.

“So it's true that my legs look like Frankenstein?” The smile that had adorned the beautiful face of Miabella, now faded away instantly.

“I want to see it.” Unexpectedly, the young lady got up from the bed. What Miabella did, made everyone in the room both shocked and panicked.

Both of Miabella's calves looked swollen, with white plaster covering the wound in an irregular shape. The plaster covered almost all of the skin on his feet.

Miabella was silent in disbelief. It felt like he was screaming as hard as possible, when he saw his condition at that time. A drop of tear fell on the corner of the lip, which eventually became a slow stuffing.

Miabella used to love showing off her smooth legs to Carlo. He loved it when his soulmate looked in amazement as he stroked the skin as white as milk. Now, the beauty that makes him feel confident is gone. No more beautiful legs of Miabella pride. “I hate this,” his sobs seem to be self-defeating.

“Listen to me, Cara mia.” Carlo understood very well the severity of his wife's fall. Immediately, he approached, then clasped onto Miabella's slender body tightly. Carlo tried to calm the beautiful woman

“For me, being able to hug yourself tightly like this and seeing your laughter alone is more than enough. I don't care about the others. I will always love you, Miabella de Luca. Forever!” Carlo.

“In my eyes, you are still the little girl I saved when I almost drowned in the fish pond of the Casa de Luca back garden. You're still a cheerful teenage girl who's always looking for me at your birthday party. You are still someone who always looks sincerely and lovingly only towards me, even though the whole world teases you with its beauty. I really appreciate it and will never forget it, Cara mia,” comfort Carlo gently.

Hearing the son-in-law's words, Adriano just stayed in place. Adriano felt his chest so tight, as if something was squeezing the man's breathing. However, Adriano was too tough to cry over Carlo's words. However, Adriano had to admit that every beautiful sentence spoken by his son-in-law was a manifestation of how much love Carlo had for Miabella.

“I feel unworthy to be with you, Carlo. I'm so ugly. How about you take me to the party" whined Miabella. The side was clearly visible at the time. Something rarely known to anyone other than Carlo and Adriano of course.

The doctor who witnessed the scene, looked awkward and uncomfortable. Eventually, she and the nurses decided to get out of there. After all, the examination of Miabella was already done.

“Why are you suddenly talking about a party? You don't even like that show, Cara mia,” Carlo said with a laugh. Don't forget he kissed his wife's forehead. “Begin only. If your health has recovered by a hundred percent, we'll schedule plastic surgery. But it's up to you, honey. Which one you think is most comfortable. I don't care at all, no matter what your circumstances are.”

“Carlo very right, Principessa. You should be grateful for your situation. You also have to trust him completely. No matter what you are, he will never turn away and will not dare to do so. If he dares to do so, then I will kill him first with my own hands. You already know in the basement there are three of my pets ready to hold fresh meat,” Adriano said with a sharp highlight that he directed to Carlo.

Instead of being angry or offended, Carlo was even stupefied. Her laughter can even provoke a slight smile from Miabella's rancid lips.

“I can no longer wear hotpants,” murmured Miabella later.

“You know, How mia? Your condition is so much better than Vlad's. I heard from a team of doctors talking to the man's family. The doctor said that they would amputate Vlad's left leg,” said Carlo who made Miabella instantly widen her eyes.

“Is that true?” tanyanya could not believe it.

“Yes. I saw it myself. Vlad's leg was crushed like a grenade, as a result of the many bullets that penetrated. The only way is by amputating. Damien seemed to be furious that Vlad had betrayed him. The man chose to protect us,” timpal Adriano.

“Yes, God,” sigh Miabella slowly. Only those two words could be spoken by the beautiful woman.. Re-present in his memory, the delicate handsome face of Vlad Ignashevich now lies helplessly in another treatment room in the same hospital.

Vlad has undergone a series of operations. As is well known, the man suffered a number of gunshot wounds in his upper back. There are also wounds on the waist. However, it was fortunate that it wasn't too severe. The only thing that can be fatal is a wound in the leg. Damien's shot, right about the talus.

The talus is a bone that is located at the top of the foot, or more commonly referred to as the ankle bone. This bone is the base of the tibia bone that serves as a buffer of the body.

The condition of Vlad's talus bones after the bloody incident was shattered. This made the team of doctors agreed to amputate the left leg of the Russian man. You can imagine what happened to that handsome guy after everything that happened. Yes, Vlad is physically disabled. He had to sit in a wheelchair or wear prosthetic legs.

“I'm happy and very grateful that you're okay, Bella,” Vlad said as days passed. He could only lean on a special bed that could be bent at the top, so that it resembled a long chair.

While Miabella is already in a wheelchair with Carlo pushing her. The couple were ready to return to Italy that day.

“I am so sorry for everything that has happened to you,” Vlad said again sincerely.

“I should thank you, Vlad. I also ... would like to apologize for ...” Miabella began to stumble. A feeling of guilt was present and filled her heart, when Miabella recalled that she had stabbed the left chest of her former business colleague with a steak knife.

“You don't have to apologize for anything, Bella. I'm so proud and happy to be able to help you,” Vlad smiled. His eyes look so sad. He seemed to have known, that second was the last time he met Miabella.

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