
Xena sat on top of the toilet while sitting on the cold compress that her maid had brought. His eyes were staring at the bathroom door of his room. Despite enduring the pain, she chose to return to her own room. Xena still refuses Evan's request to consider him a husband. For Xena, Evan is just a fake husband. The point! there is no comma. Their relationship was over, she wanted to be completely free of the man forever, she said, never would he give up the forty days that the cruel man who forced his wife to serve on the desk.
“My back,” muttered Xena, he lowered his head and squeezed his thigh. “Evan is absolutely crazy, what was in his mind earlier?”
...~...
At night, Xena was completely unwilling to move out of the room. The woman continued to confine herself to thinking about her nationality after her divorce from Evan. She even opened her phone and searched for some articles with the keyword ‘can be pregnant with just one hookup’. Xena was scared, even though she had once liked Evan, but her feelings had died ever since the man had rejected her. A man who never said he liked or loved her but who carelessly took away her chastity.
Xena snorted violently, the pain in her body reminiscent of the events of that afternoon. To be honest there was a strange feeling inside her, I don't know if she had just done that with her husband. Not the first night but the first day, really nothing in Xena's mind that happened in her life.
“Xen, don't you want to eat?”
The voice of the man she knew so well made Xena turn a little head, “For what reason did she ask me to be her husband, did she have a chronic illness and will die for forty days?” xena grumbled that she chose to close her eyes and ignore her husband.
Evan who did not get an answer from his wife also chose to leave, his heart was filled with regret, he did not even know for sure when to start loving Xena. Maybe when he saw the girl's long hair blowing in the wind during the holidays together, it could be when Xena's nimble hands dance on the canvas painting sunflowers that so cool his eyes, he said, or maybe when he realized that his life would not be long.
The man put his foot into his study, he sat down and his hand began to open the desk drawer. The envelope with a white hospital logo was removed from there.
Evan also opened and looked back at the results of his health examination which stated that cancer cells were found in his body.
“If this is what kind of chemotherapy will help?”
“Can, but you have to bear the effects of chemo.”
“What is it?”
“Everyone is different, such as weakening of vital organs in your body, tooth loss and may result in you looking older than you.”
Evan squeezed the paper and threw it into the trash, then looked down and cupped his head with both hands.
...~...
That morning Xena wanted to go out of the room and down for breakfast, although still not willing to look at Evan's face, question after question from her husband she ignored. Xena only replied with ‘hem’ , ‘ya’ or ‘not’.
“Do you today not go to the gallery?”
“Hem”.
“Do you want to take a walk?”
“No.”
Xena rolled her eyes lazily and asked Evan to stop asking her. “Why did you turn nice to me? do you have a disease and soon die?” tanyanya.
Xena's question was enough to slap Evan. He did not expect that the originally kind and sweet Xena to him turned gluttonous like that. Xena even left Evan just like that in the dining room and chose to go to the garden behind her house.
Meanwhile, in the workspace of his house Dimitri-papa Evan appeared to drink tea and chat with his friend who is the owner of one of the famous hospitals.
“Thank you for your help, I'm sure the brat must have been scared and thought he'd be dead in a moment.”
Dimitri laughed out loud, he even asked his friend to help him if Evan went to another hospital to check on his condition.
"The boy was meticulous in business, but suddenly stupid when he was scared" Dimitri said.