
Milley who felt anxious to see her husband hurt could only hold a curiosity in her heart. Milley did not want to burden Dylan with a question that seemed to corner him.
So Milley just focused on treating bruises on Dylan's face. Dylan thought the same thing. How did he put words together so that Milley would not worry too much about him. The two were silent for a while, until Milley finally managed to complete her ritual of treating Dylan.
“Completed,” he said happily.
“Thank you, Darling.”
Dylan clasped Milley's hand and kissed her.
“You don't have to worry, honey. I'm fine right now, trust me.”
Milley nodded then looked deeply into Dylan's bead of eyes.
“Thank you our baby is healthy in here!” milley said as he pointed Dylan's hand over his stomach.
Dylan smiled happily at that moment. It felt really comfortable when he saw his wife could smile again happily. The fear that had previously plagued Dylan's mind now began to be erased.
But in reality Milley still feels uncomfortable with Dylan's condition. But she did not want to make her husband worried, so she let Dylan not know Milley's true feelings.
"Oh, what do you want for dinner? I've made a new menu for you."
"Well then, let's eat."
Milley did deliberately close her nose, as if she did not like the scent of Dylan's body. Though actually still fragrant, it's just that Milley makes it seem disturbed by the scent of Dylan's body.
Seeing Milley close his nose, Dylan immediately tried to kiss his armpits in turn.
"I don't smell!" said Dylan.
Even so, Milley still hinted for Dylan to take a shower first. Even Milley did not hesitate to push her husband into the bathroom. Meanwhile, Dylan's hand was deliberately pulling Milley's hand when he entered the bathroom. He even pulled her to make Milley fall on his lap.
"Dylan, what are you doing?" peeking Milley was surprised. Meanwhile Dylan giggled at this.
"I've had a bath, honey."
"Let's take another bath" Dylan joked to his wife.
Inevitably Dylan immediately went into the bathroom after Milley almost threw a slipper at him.
"Abson, Honey. Yeah, I take a shower, wait for me, yeah."
After making sure Dylan entered the bathroom, she rushed to prepare a change of clothes for her husband.
"Why do I still feel unsettled?" muttered Milley.
Not willing to wait long, as long as Dylan was in the bathroom, Milley tried to contact Jo and find out what had really happened to her husband. He did not want to guess something that could make him think hard.
He then contacted Jo. Jo who was checking the company's financial statements saw his phone ring.
"What time is this?"
Jo looked at his watch, "Still five o'clock in the afternoon, who's calling?"
Jo checks his cell phone. Jo saw his phone screen and saw Milley's name there. "Mistress Tumben followed me?"
It's true, Milley contacted him. Jo knew about what Milley was worried about. She told me slowly What made her husband hurt after making sure everything was handled Jo then chose to say thank you.
Afraid of Dylan's knowledge, Milley breaks off the phone with Ji. Not long after, as soon as you change your clothes first let me prepare the food below, alright.
Meanwhile, Milley who was busy cooking did not know if there was a trickle in between Milley's legs.
"Miss sorry, are your legs moving?"
"Huh-uh?"
It turned out to be true, Milley's legs unconsciously pulled out da-rah so it didn't take long Milley was about to faint. Luckily, Dylan caught Milley's body.
"Mrs why?"
Nanni lowered her head while pointing towards Milley's feet.
"God! Quickly get Dr Richard over here!"
"Bright, sir."
The originally calm atmosphere had now turned chaotic. Dylan grabbed Milley's body and carried him into the room while waiting for the doctor to arrive.
"Hold Milley, I beg you."