Mr. Sherkan's Cold Wife

Chapter 42 Y&A

Hospital xxxxxxx

City center.

Alessia is seen chasing after the steps of the doctors before her when they are already in the hospital xxxxxxx downtown, with a little difficulty due to her Heels the girl is running towards the front, he didn't really care how his legs felt at the moment, which he cared about if master Gaddafi was okay.

Yash who was behind him was seen staring at the feet of Alessia who was running around in a row since then, in the end the man quickly pursued the steps of Alessia, who was quickly chasing Alessia, he immediately pulled the girl's hand reflexively to the point of making Alessia startled and enter into his arms.

"Eh...?"

Instantly Alessia closed her eyeballs as she felt her body being hugged by someone with reflexes, then within seconds as fast as lightning Alessia instantly reopened her eyeballs.

"Yash?"

She choked, trying to rewind her body in embarrassment, Alessia thought why Yash pulled away.

"Please take off your shoes"

Yash spoke quickly, he then opened his shoes.

"Yes?"

The girl was obviously surprised.

"Your legs are hurt"

The man spoke flatly, dying his shoes to be used by Alessia.

For a moment Alessia froze, Staring at the back of the man who walked away from himself only using his black domineering socks.

There is no sense of awkwardness and shame that can be seen from the movement of the man.

Alessia momentarily stared at Yash's shoes, she then boasted her bated smile, wanting to surge happily but embarrassed by the people around her.

Don't be asked how her heart is pounding at the moment, although it's still cold and flat, at least the man has a little...well a little attention to her and it was able to make her heart beat with an irregular rhythm.

Alessia hurriedly removed her heels, she then tried to use the shoes of the man.

Huge.

Again her face flushed red, she tried to pat her face for some time, glancing to her left and right while continuing to let out a tinge of red behind the beautiful cheeks of her beautiful face.

The girl stepped back slowly while pinching her heels, although it was strange to wear big men's shoes but there was one happy sensation in her heart, he wears the shoes of the people he loves.

It felt as if something was floating around inside him.

Alessia continued to walk towards the front, heading towards the operating room where Gaddafi must pass at this time.

No matter how long they waited for the operation process to be completed, which was obviously time as if it was going very slowly, he sat in the waiting room with Yash, who was obviously time-consuming, sitting next to each other while settling towards the front door of the operating room at the end there.

Either how long they keep quiet do not talk to each other, choose to be silent and busy with their own thoughts, for a moment the girl's eyeballs stared at the shoes she was wearing then she settled towards the two legs of Yash who was wearing dominating socks in black.

He again smelled his smile as he watched the man twitching his soles for some time.

Looks funny and ah... I don't know, for a moment Alessia immediately glanced towards Yash, the male eyeball looked straight ahead with focus.

The girl looked at Yash's face from her left side, she could see the charismatic face that was very mature and mature looking seriously towards the front.

The face did not change much, it was still the same as it used to be where they often met, only looking much older and mature but its nature had changed a lot, not as friendly and gentle as it used to be.

Because it was during his first meeting that he thought the man's face was really no stranger to him.

How many years did he wait for this kind of time? How long had he dreamed of being able to sit in the same place as the man.

Alessia nodded slowly.

The girl again touched her Necklace which she always hid behind her clothes.

"Grow up fast, you know? You're the wife of my dreams"

Alessia returns to her smile, remembering the silly words a child always dreamed of for falling in love with the prince of her dreams.

"really?"

The little eyeball looked at his interlocutor with a teary look expectantly.

"Well, you're the wife of my dreams"

"What if you fall in love with someone else and marry someone else?"

"That means he has a dominant trait like yourself"

"Uncle will forget me?"

"No, I'll never forget you"

Instantly Alessia tried to resuscitate her daydream, she gently struck her head with her right hand.

"Yash, I can take care of Mr Gaddafi, don't you have to go to the company?"

The girl asked quickly, looking at the man beside her with a warm look.

Hearing Alessia's voice calling out to him, Yash immediately turned his head quickly.

For a moment they met each other, staring at each other where their eyeballs were as if they were putting each other in there, the thought of the two of them twitching into one, one, busy with their own taste.

No matter how long the netra had met, Yash tried to look at Alessia's face, looking inside the girl in shackled silence, there was one feeling that was hard for her to express, there was one question that was so difficult for him to delay, there was one burden that continued to gnaw the deepest Trench of his heart, and I don't know the face in front of him later disturbed him.

Not like yesterday where anger and hate coalesced into one, but something he could not understand what the heart wanted.

The man immediately resuscitated his gaze, he hurriedly spoke straight away.

"I've asked Ehran to finish everything, Kanina will also take care of everything with Letty"

Yash said again and threw away his gaze.

"If you're tired of going back to the mansion, don't force yourself to stay here"

After saying that as silence returned between the two of them, Yash chose not to talk at all, his eyeballs remained focused on looking ahead at how worry clearly ushered in him at this moment.

The man is not doing well, does not know why but someone's message here is disturbing him.

The man sighed softly and then he resuscitated himself to the back of the waiting chair, he chose to close his eyeball for a moment and calm his thinking.

"I saw Alessia yesterday in the apartment xxxxxxx, carrying a boy about 2 years old and an old woman next to him, strangely as I greeted Alessia, she frowned and asked who I was"

"That obviously confuses me Yash, does Alessia have a family? Or does she have a twin sister similar to her? Because so far Alessia has always said she lives alone without family around her"

"She does look like Alessia but I'm sure she's not your wife"

For a moment the man opened his eyeballs, he glanced at Alessia for some time.

Who are you really?.

Inner Yash In his heart.