TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEART FOR ME
CHAPTER 159 "How is this....?"
Margareth's gaze swept back across the dining room, staring at one by one the chairs that had been occupied by all the family members, but the figure he was looking for was no longer found on the dinner table at dinner time.
It felt like something was missing in the corner of his hidden heart, making his feelings so hollow. It felt like asking questions, but the shame, prestige, and whatever made him undo his intentions.
Margaret bribed the contents of her dinner plate lazily, she looked a lot more just flipping through the contents of her plate until it looked messy and disgusting. Well, if his heart thinks of someone he hasn't seen since lunch.
"Margareth..... Why does your dinner look so disgusting?" Madam Agatsa rebuked her daughter who continued to flip her food without putting it in her mouth.
"I.... I'm full mom......" Margaret lemes.
"Happy?? From earlier mommy noticed that the contents of your plate did not decrease...... indeed you eat what makes you full dear?" Madame Agatsa asked confusedly at her daughter's behavior.
"Eating hearts......" Margaret answered in her heart.
"Margareth ate a lot of snack mums before dinner last night." Margaret's heart goes to her mother.
"Mommy will often warn you, do not eat anything before lunch or dinner.... That's why you live alone, undisciplined...." Omel mistress Agatsa.
"Yes mom......" Said the spoiled Margaret with a face.
"Young people are big ladies... It doesn't matter once - time." Madam Naomi said with a light smile while holding a juice ready to drink.
"By the way, talk to Mr. Harry...... From lunchtime to dinner now, I don't see Grandma..... Where the hell is he?" Ask Moranno.
Margaret swiftly put her ears wide. He should be grateful for the initiative of his brother, who had asked to represent him, who was so curious about the existence of the man who had filled his days lately.
"There's a little problem...... Gandis raging on the LP...... Harry was asked to come see it." Clearly Mrs Morgan was a little hesitant, as Madame Naomi fell silent not answering Moranno's question.
All who heard Mrs Morgan's explanation just nodded - nodding their heads, not daring to ask further or comment, afraid of mispronouncement.
"Mr Moranno, may after this holiday, we ask permission to invite Yurina to see our daughter Gandis at the LP?" Ask madam Morgan heart-hearted.
"Mama.... May I call like that, just as my wife Yurina called my mother?" Moranno asked Ms. Morgan.
"Yes... with pleasure, Mr. Moranno....." Ms. Morgan looked at her husband, and was nodding back at Mr. Morgan, and then she looked back at her daughter-in-law Moranno with a warm smile.
"Thank you mama....." Moranno said again and returned the warm smile of the mother-in-law.
"Regarding my mother's request, I don't mind, it's just that I have to accompany Yurina. I was worried something unwanted happened..Because Gandis committed a crime against my wife. So I should always be on the lookout for him." Moranno stated the reason.
"Yes..... I understand Moranno's son..When we will visit Gandis, one day before, we will give news, so that Moranno's son can prepare with Yurina.
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That night, Margaret went back to sleep with her mother, Lady Agatsa. Many things they talked about before going to bed, until finally Madame Agatsa fell asleep due to fatigue.
Margaret went back and forth to check her phone, but not a single incoming message made her even more frustrated.
The clock shows three o'clock in the morning, finally Margaret sleeps in her waiting.
At five in the morning, Mrgareth awoke from his sleep, thirst forced him to wake up to drink to quench his thirst in his throat.
"I forgot to fill this pot of drinking water....." Margaret complained while holding an empty pot of drinking water.
Margaret looked at her mother who was still sound asleep, the cold air of the hills was so bone-chilling. Margaret changed the AC temperature to make it warmer.
The cold hills made Maegareth quickly leave the kitchen after drinking a glass of water and carrying a full pitcher.
Margareth's step stopped when passing Harry's room which was slightly open.He turned left right, there was no one, the atmosphere seemed quiet. Of course, because everything was still in a dream, only he woke up from the thirst on a cold night.
The door of Naomi's mistress's room was tightly shut, as was the door of Mrs Morgan's room next door.
"Cock the door open and the sleeping lights on? Isn't Mr Harry here? Maybe the waiter forgot to turn off the lights and close the door." Mummer Margaret.
He approached Harry's door, intending to turn off the lights and close his open room.
Margaret pushed the door, then entered slowly. He pushed back the door but did not close tightly.
The further Magateth went in, he was a little surprised to see the body of a man lying on a bed. He almost dropped a glass teapot in his hand.
He held his breath, thinking that a stranger had entered the room.
With the help of the dimly lit sleeping lamp, Margaret could see the face of a man in deep sleep.
Deggs.....
Margaret's heart raced so fast, it turned out that the man was Harry. Didn't that man go home to town this afternoon? And when did he come back? Ask Margaret in her heart.
Margaret saw that the man did not seem to have time to take off his footwear due to exhaustion. Margaret put the teapot she was carrying on the nightstand, then approached Harry who was sound asleep.
Heartily, he touched Harry's shoes and took them off and placed them under the bed.
Next, Margaret took off the man's socks, as well as carefully and put them in the shoes under the bed.
Margaret noticed Harry's sleeping position, which did not use a pillow as her headboard.
Returning with heart, Margaret went up to the bed, intending to give Harry a pillow.
Margaret raised Harry's head very carefully so as not to wake him, and placed a pillow under the man's head.
Margaret smiled, when she did it.
A thick blanket that was not too heavy to cover Harry's body from the cold.
Harry's hand reached up to Margaret's body until she fell down lying beside him.
The sturdy hand hugged his body like a bolster, making Margaret almost squeal in shock.
Harry's breathing sounded smooth and irregular, indicating the man was still asleep.
Margaret's heart was beating more and more rhythmically. How not, he was in the arms of a man who had filled his days.
Don't blame her for being comfortable in the arms of a man who almost broke her heart for not meeting in seventeen hours that day.
Margaret tried to let go of herself with a heart so that Harry would not wake up. But Harry's embrace was tightened on Margaret's body until she could no longer move.
"How's this.....?? " Sweep Margaret in heart. Of course he was very worried if anyone caught him and Harry in this position. People will misunderstand.
