Me And The Rich Man's

Chapter 133

Instantly, Hanna's eyeball was flooded by a clear liquid that unfortunately became increasingly unable to control. To hide and replace it with a smile as usual is not possible. Evan looked at her fixedly, so Hanna was fixated there.

"Don't talk like that. We'll do anything to cure you. Elma's sister said they've contacted an orthopedic surgeon in Germany. We'll be there soon."

Evan looked into Hanna's eyes. Seeing the great hope implied in his wife's gaze made Evan feel unbearable to break. Even though he knew the worst possibility that might happen.

As a doctor, he was able to feel what happened to him, even though Azkara's extended family tried to hide.

"I'm sorry." A faint smile rose at the corner of his lips while gently stroking the wife's hair. "You're right, honey."

"Didn't Star also have a broken leg? But look, now he's cured and can walk normally like any other kid."

Evan clasped his wife's fingers, kissing the back of his hand. "Yes, I hope." Only that short sentence could he say.

They embrace each other and strengthen each other.

"Then don't hide your tears again. At least let me remove it."

"All right, I promise."

Evan wiped away the tears that had soaked Hanna's face, followed by an affectionate kiss on the forehead.

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The morning ....

The sunlight slipped in through the gaps of the curtains that were scattered. Evan wriggled softly as he felt the dazzling light of the eyes. Lying restlessly with the remains of drowsiness.

The man turned his face to the right side to find comfort in sleep, but what he found was even a chewy and soft object that continued to play on his face. Also the aroma of soft perfume that pampered the sense of smell.

"Good morning, dear," whispered Hanna fondly as she continued to shower her husband's face with a gentle kiss.

"Emh, good morning" replied Evan soberly, with a consciousness that had not yet fully accumulated.

He opened his eyes and glanced at Hanna who this morning looked so beautiful. The morning warms her heart.

Hanna continued her activities by showering that face with a kiss. Unsatisfied there, he went down to the neck. And as usual, the thing that the woman liked the most was the smell of her husband's body. Smell at the neck and unbutton two pajamas to reveal the chest of the field.

"Wouldn't want anything. Just want to do what you often do to me in the morning," whispered Hanna teasingly with a slight sigh to the husband's ear. Evan until goosebumps made.

Evan chuckles. "But I can't, Hanna. One leg I can't move."

"I knew. So let me just, you just have to be quiet, quiet and quiet!"

"No, no! It's prone to pregnant women."

"St! Don't fuss!" Putting an index finger in front of Evan's nose.

The kiss deepened. Hanna explored her husband's body with gentleness. Until they do not know again since when the pajamas wrapped Evan's body are lying on the side of the bed.

Hanna managed to draw a small red island around her husband's chest.

Chequek! The sound of the door squealing rang out, making Hanna's eyelids widen right then and there.

As fast as the flash of light, she descended from the top of her husband's body and immediately stood at the side of the bed, confirming her already half-opened clothes.

Holy hooch! Why did I forget to lock the door? Fortunately they had not seen anything. Well, why is there always a disruption like this? He glanced at Evan with a timid smile.

"Babieskie, Star!" Hanna tried to disguise the red hue on her face.

While Evan clenched his lips, Hanna's panic felt very tickling his stomach. Moreover, in a panic the woman tried to hide her glasses-shaped object that was lying on the floor, which she then shifted under the bed with her feet.

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