Dating Contract

CHAPTER 90: THE HOSPITAL

- POV Lala

The smell of diinspectant is so noticeable in the inpatient room. The clock showed eleven nights and it had been an hour I sat next to Johan.

He looks like a child when he sleeps. My hand got rid of her hair. The forehead still has a fever. This man with an indo face is like a baby who is sleeping in a baby basket.

Just this time I saw him sleeping, why do you look weak, where you were once cheerful. Isn't that cheerful your attraction is like a powerful magnet that can suck all the attention around you. There are many good women around you. Shouldn't you start opening your heart to them?

Johan's ears were cold as I touched him, "Johan, I'm glad you came to see me and your daughters. Thank you for touching them, I'm sure they're very happy."

"Hope of having a good relationship with you, it seems like it will be difficult. We swallow the disappointment pill, sorry .. I make you sick. I blame you too much, sorry .. I'm so sorry."

"I never wanted us to be in this state. You are the best thing that has happened to me.'

I leaned my head near Johan's waist. I closed my old eyes.

A warm touch touched my cheek. That feels comfortable. Very inconvenient. Then I woke up

That's Johan's hand stroking my cheek. I saw him smiling weakly at me, I stared.

He was already conscious, Johan's gaze pierced into the recesses of my soul. Same Jo, you also carved too deep.

"I call the doctor" I said with a trembling body I shuffled away and it didn't work because Johan held my hand as if he wouldn't let me breathe for a moment.

"You're Lala's hobby of escape." Johan lifted the doctor's call button on his right hand and shook the button, he pulled my hand closer to him.

"Snow?" my question was more bent towards Johan, my hand shaking took over the call button and I pressed it.

"Thanks to you being a fuzzy hobby, we met. But Lala, don't run away from me huh" Johan said.

His right hand grabbed my right long hair, his hand touched my ears, causing me to fall.

"Don't keep bragging," I said looking down, our gazes met, Johan's cheeks flushed red.

Johan's index finger twisting the strand of my hair made me a little more interested in Johan.

Her nose breathed my hair with the breath of Johan that was heard hunting and her breath swept across my cheek.

My heart was pounding fast, as he grabbed my head and was about to kiss my lips making me look, my reflexes resting on the chest of his field and I drifted away making him smile wryly.

"We'll be home soon. You're not taking your antibiotics? you're so reckless," I said trying to melt the mood as I pushed Johan's hand away from Johan's warm grip.

"Where are you?" ask her.

I hurried to pick up Johan's phone in the nightstand in the corner of the room.

"That's what the doctor said through the office security," I opened the Drawer while thinking about who to contact.

"You should take regular medication. Because of your bodo attitude, you get a fever, you have to rest a lot. Ah you're a bitch, Jo. What if it's bad?"

"Like a wife" Johan said.

I turned my body, "What?! your brain seems to be short."

"You keep nagging me like a wife to her husband" Johan said flatly.

"Jo, already. We better be friends, that sounds fun?"

"Friends? Pretty good. Better yet Friend but friendly, how?" ask Johan.

"No, I'll beat you up."

"Now you are getting worse. Then I want to beat you up Lala," he said with a mischievous smile.

I walked over to Johan and shook my head.

Even though he was sick, his hobby still bothered me, "Would I beat you up, with what?" my many.

"Love."

"False love, I'll keep giving you and beating you with it Jo," I said as I searched - the contact-book on Johan's phone.

Although we often joke. Sometimes .. I find it hard to tell which ones are serious and which are not.

"Trust me, I will, again win your heart," said Johan looking solemn. She parodied the Korean expression of love making me smile softly.

"I'm waiting."

"Related La?"

"But a lie" I said sneered.

Long enough we laughed, my heart warmed, my heart pounding.

"I'll call Mama Tiara" I said.

"No need to contact them. Tomorrow night I'm back."

Maybe Johan didn't want to worry his family, I just nodded. So he's going home? There was a strange sigh when I heard it. As if I wouldn't be willing if he stayed away.

"Johan, who are you fighting with?" ask me when he presses the button, raise half the bed to be higher.

"It's a stray bullet, don't think about it."

"Get yourself, Jo."

"You're still worried about me? you shouldn't need any more. You're giving me hope, La." The corner of Johan's lips pulled down with dark eyes made me fall silent by squeezing my coat firmly.

"Then I was hoping to hug you and kiss you again" Johan said, trying to carve a forced-looking smile. 'I don't like it when I see Johan like this'

TOK

The doctor came in to stop my actions.

I round my eyes wide to see who was standing behind the doctor. One man drugged the doctor. The others approached us.

I looked at Johan, he was pulling an infusion from his hand.

he got off the bed and moved behind me after he kicked two people who attacked suddenly.

Bugh! Bugh!

Johan is blocking the people who are coming to me.

Eight guys beat up Johan, "Awas Jo!" my yelling. I'm so scared, Johan how could he beat them.

"Your back!!" I shouted and Johan leaned over, almost hitting Johan on the head.

One guy approached me, "Don't, who are you!" I continued to retreat until my back touched the cold wall.

Their faces are covered.

I turned to hear a loud voice, Johan had fallen down.

My body was shaking, the atmosphere was gripping, "Don't hurt him!"

Johan turned the body. A loud kick landed right in Johan's stomach, "Don't!!!!!!"

Johan's face has been a lot of punch marks. "Johan," my chest ached as she tilted, curled up .. holding onto the stomach with bulging teeth and pain.

He looked at me with a deep look in the middle of his ringing.

"Go!" I shouted many times with trembling knees as the person pulled my hand.

The man would tie my hand, not long before the man slammed to the floor because of Johan's kick. My hands were interested but Johan caught me. Until I did not fall, I clutched tightly to Johan I was afraid, my fear and trauma would recur...

BUGH.

"Johan!!" my tears when a hard kick hit Johan's head.

Johan staggered, I held him back. Johan's blood was so wet on my hands. He stood up again and let me go.

My mind was upset, I turned around to grab Johan's hand on the bed trembling. My hand wiped my coat so that blood would disappear from my hand.

It was hard to concentrate, many times I opened the menu wrong, I just needed to look up the call history.

Meet, Kevin's number.

"Hhhhhhhhh!!!" I was claustrophobic when that big hand smothered my face. My hand was trying to grab that big hand. The hand was so strong, I widened my eyes almost out of breath, my hand clutching firmly at that hand.

"Lala!" johan's voice shrank, my vision grew blurry, my body was floating. Getting Dark.

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On Kevin's way with Parker to the north.

Parker driving, parker hand justifies earpiece position. Someone there was giving him information.

"Sir, they've brought Madam," said Parker trembling.

"Security is a moron. He didn't report right away!?" kevin with big eyes.

"I-it's a security replacement. Security who was supposed to be on guard, came home this afternoon from illness."

"How long does that security work, until you don't know there are 24-hour health facilities?! why take Johan to the hospital. Silly."

'I've distanced Johan. However, fate does require Johan and Richie to meet?' inner Kevin.

"We're taking Mr Richie's base?"

"no need. Lala could probably handle it."

"Good sir."

"Give protection to the Lewis family, especially Aunt Tiara. Suck the trained waiter."

"Good boss, but," said Parker cut off.

"Prepare the coffin," said Kevin coldly.

"Huh?" Parker gaped at his eyes.

"Who knows they're killing Johan" said Kevin, his voice lowered and his hands clenched.

Parker's hand trembled, "What!??? Why don't we stop him, sir?"

"Johan who is making trouble in Richie's territory, he has to endure his own deeds. Prepare the best surgeon, there may be major surgery."

"Boss, Doctor Vincen is overseas. It took eleven hours of flight to get back."

"Hm" replied Kevin.

"Would Johan survive, sir?"

"Depending on my wife" said Kevin, his eyes drifted far beyond the darkness of the night.