Unlucky Bride (The Poor Bride)

Chapter 26 ~ Daisy Fainted

"Hallo Miss Faylan, introduce my name Torres."

Faylan shuddered in horror at the smile of the middle-aged man named Torres before the current moment. Even so, Faylan still received the hand of Mr. Torres.

"How about we start dinner now?" Allison took Faylan to quit the hand department.

"Alright, Uncle is hungry too."

They sat in their seats and began to devour the appetizers that had been served on the table. The main dish is still prepared. Faylan ate nervously as Torres kept staring at him for a long time.

"Looks like your wife is uncomfortable, how about uncle invite Melvin and Daisy so that your wife is not too awkward," said Mr. Torres turned his eyes to Allison.

"Good idea, Uncle," Allison said. Torres immediately sent a message to the son to catch up with them.

"How's it?" ask Allison.

"He's on the road with his wife" Torres replied, Allison nodding her head.

Soon, Melvin and Daisy arrive just as the main course is served to the table. Faylan smiled broadly at Daisy's presence. However, the pale face of the younger brother made him worry.

Allison and Torres welcome Melvin and Daisy. Melvin sat in the middle, flanked by his father and his wife.

"Let's make a toast," Allison asked. Faylan and Daisy do, but neither of them sips alcohol in their glasses. After a toast together, they started eating dinner.

Faylan continued to stare at Daisy who was increasingly pale, Daisy returned Faylan's gaze with a sweet smile that clearly looked wry. Faylan was getting worried.

Bruk!

Daisy suddenly fainted.

Faylan, who had initially focused on her food, panicked and went straight around the table, approaching the brother who was already lying helplessly in Melvin's lap.

"Bring to the hospital right now!" exciting Allison. They all took Daisy to the hospital.

Arriving at the hospital, Daisy was immediately treated by a doctor. Faylan, Allison, and Melvin wait in front of the igd room. While Torres has resigned because he was asked to go home by his wife.

Faylan continued to look at Melvin with an expression of anger because Faylan had previously reminded Melvin not to hurt his sister. Gaining that look, Melvin simply lowered his guilt-ridden face.

Shortly after, the door of the igd room opened. They all got up straight from their seats.

"How, doctor?" tanya Allison represents his wife.

"I'm her husband" Melvin held up one hand.

"I want to talk to Mr. Melvin" the doctor asked.

"D—"

"Just here!" allison's orders precede his wife.

"Alright," replied the doctor could not dispute the prince in the country where he stood. While Melvin showed a face full of regret.

"Look at Mr. Melvin. The condition of the master's wife has started to improve. But, for tonight the master's wife will be treated because her condition still needs to be monitored," hearing the doctor's explanation, Melvin looks relieved.

"However, it would be nice for you not to get too excited. Poor master's wife who was sick from exhaustion. If it really can't be withheld, I'll prescribe the cure," continued the doctor made Allison not understand.

"What do you mean, doctor? What's too excited?" chirps Allison is curious.

"I mean husband and wife, Mr. Allison. The patient has a high fever due to fatigue," replied the doctor making Allison sculpt, when considering his brutal treatment to Faylan.

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Arriving home, Faylan goes straight to his room and rests rested uneasily for fear of Daisy's condition, who is still hospitalized. Faylan seems very upset that Allison did not allow him to accompany Daisy in the hospital.

Faylan also only advised Melvin to take good care of his sister. Faylan was a little relieved that Melvin said he would take responsibility.

Chequek!

The door of the room opened, Faylan immediately pretended to sleep so that Allison would no longer disturb him. The bed moved a little, Allison climbed into the bed slowly so as not to wake the wife who she thought had slept well.

Allison lay down next to the wife who was behind her. Faylan felt difficulty breathing when Allison hugged her tightly. Faylan bit on the lower lip as it held the dig when Allison's two cursed hands landed on both of his mounds. Not to mention Allison's breath that slurped at the nape of her neck.

"How can I sleep in this position, Lord?"

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