WIFE PAID CEO COLD

CHAPTER 8

Jazira's body froze. He looked at the sharp eyes of Albirru who was looking at him dislikefully. And so did Marcel. Albirru's eagle eyes moved to look at Marcel's netra.

And yes, it turns out they were rivals during High School. With his broad steps, Albirru approached Marcel who was holding Jazira ala bridal style with a flat gaze.

Without saying a word, Albirru took Jazira's body a little harshly and carried him into her arms.

"Never touch anything if it's mine!" Albirru said firmly while looking intently at Marcel. Albirru tightened her arms to Jazira and turned her back to walk out of Jazira's ward.

Jazira who was in the sling of Albirru was already hot cold. Although Jazira could only see Albirru's facial sculpture from below, his heart was already insecure.

Johan, who saw Albirru's treatment of Jazira, did not believe it. How not? Albirru has never touched any woman other than Mbok Sum and his heart.

With a still gawking expression, Johan followed where the Young Master had gone. Marcel who saw Jazira taken away by the enemy punched the wall next to him very hard.

The friend who saw Marcel's bloody hand was shocked and walked over to him.

"Crazy, Cel? Why did Lo get to bendurin Lo's hand to the wall huh?! Don't go crazy for the chicks, bro!" He said as he patted Marcel's shoulder and walked out of Jazira's ward.

When he saw a nurse walking past Jazira's ward, Marcel's friend stopped the nurse.

"Excuse me, sus. Can you treat my friend's wounds? It won't be long, maybe just five minutes." He spoke politely which made the nurse nod her head.

Grateful, a friend of Marcel also invited the nurse to enter Jazira's nursery. How shocked the sister was to see so many men in the room.

Marcel, who knew the sister's feelings, asked that all her friends leave the room.

Meanwhile, Albirru who was still holding Jazira was still walking with a straight forward view. Many pairs of eyes were staring in admiration at the figure of Albirru Alexander, as well as a dislike gaze to Jazira.

"Jo, you finish the administration first and then get back to the car!" Said Albirru in her flat tone. While Jazira only raised his head to look at Albirru.

Jazira, who thought that Albirru would bring him down, was surprised that Albirru was still carrying her body in her athletic body and went outside the hospital.

The driver who saw the arrival of the boss along with a brownish-haired girl who was still wearing hospital clothes also opened the door of his car.

Jazira remained motionless in Albirru's sling until his hand was suddenly raised and wrapped around Albirru's neck, as Albirru was about to enter the car.

The surprised Albirru just lowered her head to look at Jazira fixedly and shifted her eyes. Not wanting to be presumptuous, Jazira lowered his hands from the sturdy shoulders of Albirru and intended to descend from Albirru's lap.

Albirru only smiled faintly knowing that Jazira was sitting quietly again. Silence fell on them both. No one said a word, not even a deheman.

"Tu.. sir, can I sit alone? You'd be sore if you kept hugging me like this. I can sit by myself." Jazira said with a soft voice, it could even be said as a whisper.

Albirru stared intently at Jazira and tightened her arms again.

"Do you want your shoulder to hurt again huh?! You just need to sit comfortably so that your shoulders are comfortable too. If you need a backrest, you just make this my body for you to lean on. Easy right?!" Firmly Albirru while confirming the position of his hand.

Jazira's heart was beating rapidly. The backrest? Isn't that a word for a couple who loves their partner? Jazira was still digesting what Albirru said, until Johan opened the front door of Albirru's car.

After Johan entered, the driver entered the car and started running the car back to the main house. Due to the considerable distance, the exhausted Jazira supported his body and began to draw closer to Albirru.

The deg!

Yes, Albirru only felt this intense when adjacent to women. Albirru tried to normalize her heartbeat, she was afraid that Jazira would hear her heartbeat.

"Sir, do you have a history of heart disease? Why is your heart beating so fast? You're okay, aren't you?" Jazira said plainly as she placed her tiny hand on the chest of Albirru's.

****! Why did he put his hand there?! Why is he so innocent! Maki Albirru in her heart while pulling Jazira's hand out of her chest.

Albirru stared intently at Jazira's eyes and glared at her eyes, just like a mother who was angry when her son always asked for money.

Jazira who was glared at by Albirru widened his eyes.

"Why your eyes, sir? Are you glimmers of sand? Or are your eyes itchy? Tell me, I'll help you." Jazira said a lot of questions that made Albirru just clench his mouth tightly.

"Hmm. His heart was racing, now his eyes are glaring. Why is this Young Master so strange." Jazira's murmur that made a thin smile was present on Albirru's lips.

Jazira, who was still very curious about Albirru's eyes, raised his head again and saw a smile from Albirru.

"Eh, Sir. Are you smiling? It turns out you can be ashen-" Jazira's words were cut off because it was Albirru who immediately pulled his nape and...

Cup

Albirru's lips had landed perfectly on Jazira's tiny lips.