Beautiful Psychiatric Transmigration

Medicine for Mr. J

On the way, Sienna looked as if she was venting all her anger. Even he was not indifferent to the existence of Theo sitting beside him.

"Bad! J can throw us out!"

Alvaro who was driving a car just kept quiet, while enduring the pain on his battered face.

"Basic son of a bitch! Goddamn bum!" maki Sienna's.

Then his gaze turned to Theo who was still stiff expression.

"Look at your son! It could be that he kicked me out who had taken care of you, even you kicked him out, now that I have nothing left, Theo!"

Theo was silent.

"Aragh!" sienna shouted hysterically.

"Easy, Mother. It's also the fault of Mother who has disrupted J and Renata's marriage."

In the end, Alvaro realizes that his mother is wrong. The mother who started the fire with gasoline first.

"Why do you blame me, Alvaro! Mom did this for you. I just want to snatch something that should be yours!" sentak Sienna's.

Alvaro took a deep breath in one long pull, then threw it away heavily, "I didn't ask Mom to do that. I told you, I've given up my feelings for Renata."

"Don't be such a coward! I don't want J to always take whatever you're supposed to have!" snapped Sienna, looking very angry at Alvaro's heart decision, "Just want to be happier, it's not wrong if you're being greedy!

"Back to reality. Whether it's being the heir to the Tjong family or having Renata, I don't have a chance. I'd better give up, before I fall for disappointment."

Actually, what Alvaro said was something true. However, Sienna thought that her son was very unreliable.

Sienna lowered her head, then massaged her throbbing temple, today she was too emotional and was a lot of rage. Looks like his blood pressure's going up.

Sienna was at a loss as to what he should do at this moment. Wanted revenge on Jefra Tjong, but she did not dare. He was afraid of being shot.

However, Sienna also did not want to if he had to live mediocre. Alvaro's salary as Head Manager, definitely not enough to meet his social life.

Then Sienna glanced at Theo from the tail of his eyes.

Why should I bring this useless stroke guy? Just trouble. I will not take care of her anymore, for there is no benefit to me, inner Sienna.

"Damn! Why did my life end like this, anyway?" sienna shouted hysterically.

**

Mr. J inserted his face at the intersection of Renata's neck, inhaling the soft and feminine nuances that caressed her kiss. The originally chaotic feeling was now instantly calm, he felt comfort showering his heart.

Renata is really a medicine for Mr. J.

"Dear, you smell so good" Mr. J rubbed his nose against the hair.

Namu, Mr. J's ear found Renata's sobs. Immediately he inched away and got the beautiful face of Renata, which was filled with tears.

"Why crying?" asked Mr. J with a shady look. He really didn't like to see tears coming from there.

Renata pursed her lips, rubbed the tears on her face violently and snorted, "I'm crying because of you!"

"Because of me?" parrot J is confused.

Was Renata scared because he almost shot Alvaro? Was his wife angry, to the point that she ended up crying?

Because of his own thinking, Mr. J's heart suddenly inflamed. His gaze turned cold.

Then Mr. J shuffled to sit on the side of the sofa, creating a distance between himself and Renata.

Both are now in the living room. They had a brief chat with Grandpa Ashton, who had returned to the room five minutes ago.

"Kok away?" Renata frowned.

"Sucks, his wife is crying and it's so cute!"

"I don't care."

"I cried because you were like this!" Renata grabbed Mr. J's face to look at him, "Your wounds are many! Oh my goodness, honey! It must have hurt a lot, we're going to the hospital, yeah. If it's compressed it's definitely not working."

Yes, that was the real reason Renata cried, because the handsome face of the husband was battered. He didn't even think about Alvaro at all.

Mr. J's feelings were filled. He stared at the eyes with the beautiful chocolate bead. Apparently his thinking was wrong, the wife was worried about him.

Right now, Mr. J is trying to hold back from smiling happily. Then he shook his head, "I'm fine, two or three days his swelling will also be gone."

"It's okay, what? Your face is blue and purple like this. And the swelling is here and there!"

"Grove! Why don't you just treat it?"

Renata attracts heavy napa, but it will be more effective if you go to the hospital. But the husband just asked himself to treat.

"Here you go!"

Then Renata pulled Mr. J's hand, taking the husband to their room.

Not long after, they had arrived in the room. Renata encourages Mr. J's strapping body to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Wait."

"Hm."

After getting a favorite mutter that is often said by the husband, Renata immediately passed.

It took ten minutes for Renata to return. He carried a stainless bowl and a small white towel, as well as a medicine box on his other hand.

Mr. J immediately put his phone on the table, then sat cross-legged on the bed.

Renata joined in sitting on the edge of the bed, "Here's the face."

Renata's hand began to put some ice cubes into the towel, then pulled Mr. J's chin. Pressing gently on the wet towel, in the corner of the husband's swollen and bruised eyes.

Mr. J neither grimaces nor whimpers. Alas expected, the man was indeed numb.

She was actually enjoying the beautiful face of Renata who was taking care of her injuries. His focus was completely distracted by his wife's charming face. His hands suddenly felt itchy, because he wanted to caress a smooth face as white as cheese.

In Taun J's eyes, Renata grew more beautiful by wearing a white shirt and midi skirt that was over knee length.

The simplicity looks fascinating.

"Beautiful," praised Mr. J unknowingly.

Renata stopped her hand movements, "Eh? You compliment me pretty?"

"Hmm," Mr. J cleared his throat for a moment, "Yes," he admitted.

Renata's cheeks have no power to withstand the red tinge that extends to the ears. Her lips expanded to form a timid smile.

Holy hooch! It was just a very cliche compliment. Compliments that striped men often wear out there to tempt women. But Renata's body reaction was overrated.

"Dear, you are more beautiful if your cheeks are red like this" whispered Mr. J who began to launch the action.

"It turns out you're good at racing too, yes," Renata said, trying to divert the rumbling of her heart.

Mr. J's hand moved to slip a strand of hair behind Renata's ear.

"My body also needs you to compress."

_To Be Continued_