The Prisoner's Wife Mr. Arogan
Chapter 20: Where's Laura?

Michael has just regained consciousness, but his anger has been stirring to find Laura missing for a few days. Suspicion of the woman who injured him that night was immediately fixed on Laura. However, for some reason his heart hoped it was not so.

"Go search until you can!" michael shouted at the waiter who was standing there with his breath going up and down.

The servants fled the room in the face of the Master's anger. The thing they had been preparing for three days when Michael opened his eyes, was to accept the man's wrath.

Michael's eyes were closed and he felt pain in his back. However, he still tried to get up from his own position and took out a thin silk garment to cover his body with great difficulty. I don't know how many stitches are on his back. However, it is her heart that hurts more today if Laura is a traitor.

"I'll hunt you down myself if you do, '" Michael muttered with a flaming look.

The servants and guards searched for Laura. For two hours they called out as they walked through every corner of the castle room. But what was sought was not found.

Meanwhile, Michael who was devastated then came out of his room. "How's it?"

"Master, from the surveillance cameras there's not a single one to show if Miss Laura's out of this place" reports Sam honestly.

Michael fell silent. After all, if Laura had come out of this place, her shadow guard would have already given some news. However, there seems to be no news at all. For a moment Michael tried to think. A second later, he stepped into his study in a hurry.

Without wasting any time, Michael opened his laptop. The surveillance camera in this room only he himself can access it, so outsiders are unlikely to know. For a moment he breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that Laura was indeed disturbing the painting which was now back covered in cloth. Probably because it was cleaned by the waiter.

"Follow me!" Without wasting any time, Michael invites Sam to enter the secret room with him.

Newly opened the wine scent door instantly stung to greet the smell of the two. "Don't tell me the bad girl's locked in here!" michael muttered increasingly hastening the pace.

Sure enough, the first sight that Michael saw after arriving at his secret wine cellar was the appearance of Laura with a pale body, red cheeks and disheveled hair. The wine bottles lying next to him were quite numerous. "Laura?" call Michael to wake the girl with his feet.

Laura only glanced at a glance, then returned unconscious.

"Call some lady-servants here!"

"Good, Master."

A thin smile curved across Michael's face. If Laura's been locked in this room since she left, it doesn't mean she's the suspect. Because the room is designed specifically for anyone intruder can enter, but not by exiting without access from Michael. Even a trust castle manager like Sam never once entered it.

Some of the female servants were quite shocked as well as horrified at Laura's current appearance. Not to mention that the room looks terrible.

"You take him to his room, clean up and call the doctor!" Michael's orders to the servants. He couldn't possibly carry Laura alone in this condition. The wound may open later.

"Good, Sir."

"You're moving all this wine into the cellar" Michael told Sam, who was responded with a nod.

A sigh of relief was clearly visible on Michael's face. At least her suspicions were wrong, Laura was only locked up for not being able to get out. However, for too long in this room without any preparation Laura was definitely lacking in intake. "Bas stupid," the monologue Michael stared at the many bottles Laura drank.

That girl must be very hungry. Moreover, there is no other object in that place that can prop up the stomach. Luckily, Michael soon found the girl. If it is not possible Laura's condition will be even worse because of drinking too much wine.

As a result of drinking a lot of wine, Laura slept like a fainting person. All night while Laura still had not opened her eyes, Michael was always by her side. It is not a good thing for a man to drink too much wine, let alone a woman. His internal organs are not okay if there is too much.

This is what happened to Laura. She had to receive treatment at the residence, but Michael seemed to be ungrateful and instead looked after her all night. The night she found out, if even Laura could never sleep soundly. Same seems.

"Mother" Laura muttered between her dreams, slicing Michael's heart.

The man gently rubbed a sweaty patch on Laura's forehead. I don't know how many times Laura's been delirious about her mother. However, from there Michael knew if the girl harbored pain alone at the bottom of her heart.

"What happened to you before?" murmured Michael stared at pity. There was something Michael didn't know before. After all how could Laura, the once cheerful girl now turn out to be like this. Even trying to break the engagement of an unknown person. There must be one more mystery that Michael hasn't found happening to the girl.

Michael pulled a necklace out of his pocket. With great difficulty he put the thing on Laura's neck. It turns out that the necklace that has not been in man for five years has now returned to its owner. Lucky God hasn't really taken Michael's life. The man slept next to Laura for fear of something bad happening.

In the morning, a touch of the hand on the forehead resuscitated Laura from her long sleep for some time. Michael stood beside the bed with a flat face. "You're alive?" ask Michael.

Laura was speechless, she sat down from her position while holding a dizzy head. Ask in your heart what happened to him. "Ish, you're this. After all why make a room without an exit like that? It's just troublesome," Laura grumbled at once in a fit of anger as she remembered being locked in a secret room.

"Later just nag him. You must be hungry. Well eat!"

"Obviously I'm starving. You should also keep the bed, food, television there. Just with wine and firearms how can my stomach be full," Laura's cerocos instantly took the porridge in Michael's hand. "What'sthis? A pulp? Is there nothing else?"

"Don't ask too many questions! Your stomach's empty for a few days. It could blow your digestion if you eat a grenade right away." Without warning Michael roughly fed a spoonful of porridge to Laura's mouth.

"Ah, hot! Oi! You intentionally?" his screeches. Laura who was originally about to get angry instantly fell silent at the moment when Michael even got closer from gently blowing on Laura's blistered lips.

The man was never sweet, let alone romantic. How to treat Laura well. He even forgot if he should have blown the porridge first just fed it to the girl. So this is all he can do.

For a moment it seemed to just stop. The distance was close enough to make Laura look at the lash and thick eyebrows Michael. Her sexy lips let out a gust of wind trying to take responsibility for what was done.

However, Laura heartily said, "That's it! Your breath smells of jigong."

Michael shut his mouth. He even slightly blew and inhaled the scent of his own breath in embarrassment. "I've brushed my teeth" he murmured with his mouth closed.

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