Died Ahead of Marriage

81. Sorry, Doc ....

Amar scrunched his face. He glanced at Anna and he shook his head. "Is it still necessary, you ask?" asked Amar in a flat voice.

"What's your purpose here? Last night your wife was acting up, now you want to go find something too?" said Amar again.

Anna looked at Amar with a questioning face. He did not know what Amar meant.

"Well, he ... It—"

"Leave this place before you I sue too!" amar said firmly.

The Yoga doctor looked at Anna and Amar alternating with her face. 'Why do they look different? What just happened between them?'

"But I want to talk to Anna, about—"

Although Amar's hand was still holding Anan, one more hand took out a cell phone. He pressed the phone screen and put it on the ear.

"Good night .. I want to mela—"

"Wait on! Be good! I'll go, and promise to investigate all of this!" Zico walked quickly to the exit. For a moment he glanced at Anna and opened the glass door and walked out.

Anna put her face down. Concerns began to appear in his mind. The Yoga Doctor walked up to Anna wanting to touch her shoulder.

"Generic ..." Amar cleared his throat making the Yoga Doctor jerk stop his actions.

"I put Anan upstairs. You can talk quietly." Amar walked up to Anna and kissed her cheek.

The Yoga Doctor glanced at Amar frowning. "What did you do to him?"

Amar just smiled triumphantly. Without saying anything, he went up the stairs and climbed them one by one.

"What's going on?" ask the Yoga Doctor, flat.

"Aah, yes ... Mmm ... oh, Doc, she ... We ...."

The Yoga Doctor gazed in directly possessing the Netra Anna. Anna immediately rolled her eyeballs. "Me, talk to him again."

"So, do you prefer him over me?"

"I'm sorry, Doc ..." Anna looked down with great guilt.

"In fact, you don't call me yesterday anymore."

Anna was unmoved, still unable to lift her face.

"What are you thinking? Did Anan? Are you afraid to choose me to make Anan not get genuine affection from a father? Are you afraid that Anan would be unhappy to have only one father?"

"It's not so, Doc. It's just, I—"

"You still love him?" guess Yoga Doctor made Anna go back to being silent.

The mood changed again. After feeling there was nothing more to talk about, the Yoga Doctor sighed. "Okay, it doesn't seem like there's a chance for me."

"Sorry ...."

The Yoga Doctor looked back at Anna. "You don't have to apologize. Here I am the one who tried to slip into the narrow gap between the two of you. If there is no chance, good ... I won't be expecting any more."

Some quiet time back.

"In fact, you don't seem to feel sorry for me in the least. Yeah, because you love him too much." The Yoga Doctor looked at Anna who still had no power to raise her face to return her gaze.

"I'm sorry, Doc. That's all I can say."

The Yoga Doctor sounded like he was breathing heavily. "Well ... I'm leaving."

Anna did not dare to raise her face. He stared at the straight Yoga Doctor shoes moving towards the exit. Then, the footsteps stopped making Anna look down lower again.

"Do you have no intention of intercepting my departure?"

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