CEO Twins And Girls Choice

The Arrival of the Erich Family

Inside the treatment room Erich was suddenly agitated. A while ago he asked Isabel to come home, but now he wanted her to stay by his side.

Cih, what kind of feeling is this? he swore in his heart.

Erich glanced at Agung who was sitting while checking his cell phone in a gang.

"Tell the nurse, I want to go home."

Agung looked up, kept the flat object in his suit pocket then looked at Erich full of his tan.

"Going home? You want to go home? But what about your wounds?"

Ck

Erich clucking.

"My injuries were light and there was no need to get intensive care in this place. Outpatient would probably be the right alternative." Sounds like not an offer but rather an order. Great to breathe deeply. Apparently the stubbornness of the master is not only about work but also the desire of his heart.

Erich's injury wasn't bad enough. But the puncture scar is deep enough and should get stitches. There was not much blood coming out either, but Erich's face was so pale after the incident. It could be that the man was shocked by the shocking incident he had just experienced and Agung realized that the master needed treatment.

"But, do you really feel better now?" Doubtful, once again Great asked to be sure.

Erich half glared then swiftly got up from the treatment bed and moved his body except for the arm in the injured part.

"Well, as you can see. I'm fine." Like a boy, Erich confidently showed off his current body condition to Agung who responded with twitching lips, holding back laughter.

Since when did Mr Erich turn adorable like this brat?

"Why laugh? You think I'm funny?" Erich ruffled his waist and threw his face away, not accepting the response shown by Agung.

"I'm sorry sir. All right, if you want then I'll ask the doctor to take you home."

"Hem, just tell me what's hard." Erich clucking. Sit back in the treatment bed with your chest closed.

The great is moving. Once out of treatment, the man shook his head. I never thought about the attitude of his master.

"He's an adult, but lately his nature has changed like a boy." Agung immediately sought medical personnel to more quickly grant his master's wish before the man returned to whining like a big baby.

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Isabel closed her eyes for a moment. In the guest room he was in last night, the girl was perceiving the events of the last few hours that had just been stored.

Why is it that Mr. Erich is hurt and not just me, because it's the life they want.

"It must be very painful," murmured Isabel still stricken with worry.

Isabel is wearing Erich's clothes. The girl did not think that at this moment she was still in a luxurious residence owned by a man who was actually still quite foreign to her.

Fighting with his mind, suddenly Isabel's phone lying on the nightstand, shook.

The girl gasped, along with a sad look clearly drawn on her face. The father sent a message. Asking about his news and circumstances. Clear thread flowing without preventable. Like a strong bond, the father seemed to be able to feel if the princess was not okay.

Not wanting to make the father wonder, Isabel then replied to the message and said if the father did not have to worry. It's just that the girl is still reluctant to say when she will return to the capital.

Isabel's cell phone barely came off when a knock on the door shocked her.

Isavel rushed to the doorknob and found the face of a middle-aged woman he knew as a servant in Erich's residence.

"What's up, bi."

"Sorry miss. Below was the great master and mistress who had just come and he said if he wanted to meet also greet the lady."

Glug.

Isabel swallowed her hard-earned saliva. I didn't think he would be faced with a big problem right now. Meet with Rangga's parents. For God's sake, he's not ready. Isabel's afraid. Erich's family would be furious if they knew the real thing.

"Miss, come. The big lord and madam are waiting." The middle-aged woman began to touch Isabel's arm, asking her to move quickly.

"But, bi. Sa-I'm scared." Isabel's face even pale as her hands turned cold.

"Don't worry. The lady can explain slowly. Isn't this an accident. So even the master and mistress can not arbitrarily blame you," said the waiter as if calming, although in fact did not reduce the fear of Isabel.

Isabel was helpless as her hand was gripped to exit the room. Some times close their eyes and breathe deeply as the voices of men and women begin to catch the senses of their listeners.

The boisterous voice turned silent to coincide with Isabel setting her foot in the living room. The girl looked up, her guts completely shriveled as several pairs of eyes were staring at her sharply.

Isabel wants to cry. Even his whole body was trembling. Especially when his pair of eyes collided with two pairs of middle-aged male and female eyes, which the girl believed to be the old man from Erich.

Finish your story, Isabel.

Tbc.

Isabella