
After getting permission from Chaiyya, Frans was now on the side of Prince's bed and looked closely at the face of the son who was still unconscious.
"I didn't think we were so close, we met a few times, but I really didn't feel like you were my flesh and blood." Frans spoke to himself as he continued to look at Prince's face.
He had met Prince several times during the entrepreneurial association event, when Prince came with Steven.
"I'm sorry for your sister, she just followed her emotions so much that it made you like this." Frans continued regretfully.
"My son, Prince. I'll take responsibility for you, I'll replace our past. We will be a family." Frans said with tears falling down.
At the same time, Chaiyya came in and surprised him. Frans hurriedly wiped away the trace of her tears before the woman saw him crying.
"You better go home! Don't stay here too long, I don't want your wife to feel jealous" Chaiyya warned.
Frans only smiled as he shook his head. "Rossana is not. If she's jealous, she won't let me look for you and Prince. He even supported and helped me to find you."
Chaiyya was really amazed to hear Frans' words, Rossana was an angelic hearted woman.
"Yes, but still no woman would be willing to pursue her husband too much and care about his past."
"You take it easy." Frans said and managed to silence Chaiyya's mouth. "It turns out my son was very handsome, just like I was when I was young." Frans switched the conversation so that Chaiyya stopped talking about Rossana.
"Yes. The behavior is exactly the same." said Chaiyya.
Frans only grimaced while scratching his nape that did not itch, because it got a heavy satire from Chaiyya.
Suddenly Prince's index finger moved, Chaiyya who realized it was a scene. Likewise with Frans, he repeatedly gave thanks.
"Stari's moving!"
And the next second, Prince started to blink and opened his eyes slowly.
"He's up!" chaiyya.
"I'll call the doctor!" Frans ran out of the ICU.
After all of his consciousness had gathered, Prince began to focus his gaze on Chaiyya. "Where am I, Mom?"
"You're in the hospital, son." replied Chaiyya.
"Hospital?" Prince frowned in confusion, trying to remember how he could be here. "Hhhssttt ..." Suddenly Prince grimaced in pain while holding his head.
Soon a doctor and two nurses came and Frans and Channa followed. Doctors checked Prince's condition, they opened the oxygen hose and ventilator tools in Prince's body.
"Thank God, the critical moment has passed. We will continue to monitor his progress, if his condition improves, tomorrow morning he can be transferred to the treatment room" said the doctor.
"Thank God."
"Then we'll excuse us."
"Yes, thank you, Doc."
The doctor and the two nurses came out of the ICU.
"Finally the whiz Uncle woke up too." channa and Prince only replied with a smile even though they were still very weak.
"Mom's worried about you, son."
"Sorry, Mom ..." replied Prince.
But as Prince's eyes shifted to Frans standing behind Chaiyya, he again frowned in surprise to see the CEO of the Royal Corporation.
"Sir Frans ...?"
Frans smiled and greeted him. "Hi, Prince."
"Why are you here?" Prince was getting surprised.
"Hmmm, he's just visiting you." cut Chaiyya quickly before Frans replied. He didn't want to make Prince think anything because his son had just come to his senses. While Frans who understood Chaiyya's intentions only replied with a nod of the head.
"Oh."
"Yes, if you'll excuse me. Rest up! Hopefully quickly recover." said Frans. He understood that Chaiyya did not want Prince to think things through before he knew who Frans really was.
"Yes, Sir. Thank you." reply Prince.
"I'm sorry." Frans said goodbye to Chaiyya. "Let's." then reprimand Channa.
Frans leaves the ICU room and walks into Kenedy's treatment room, something she has to say to her best friend.
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