Please behave My Lord novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Being discharged

Leopoldo, standing beside her, poured her a glass of water and gently lifted her up.

After finishing everything, Mariana finally recovered. She opened her mouth softly, but her voice was still hoarse:

-Better. Thank you for bringing me to the hospital.

After thinking about it, she added:

-And for staying here to take care of me.

With a quick glance at the various papers on the table, Mariana understood.

Leopoldo turned and, with his icy and stern gaze reaching the other place, he frowned without saying anything else. It was his mistake to put Mariana whose body was burning hot in ice water, which had given her a high fever during the night.

-It was Andrea who did it last night.

In the midst of the quiet and peaceful atmosphere, a hoarse voice rang out abruptly and diffused to both their ears.

Mariana's heart fluttered slightly. Nor did she expect him to suddenly... pour out his complaints to her.

She smiled bitterly and a thousand despairs rose in her eyes. She had not thought that one day she would tell Leopoldo about Andrea's harassment of her.

Such a realization caused an inexplicable emotion to well up in his heart, like a warm and a cold current, which intertwined and poured into his atrium, finally converging into an indescribable feeling.

Hearing what he said, the man raised his eyes, which were so dark that it was difficult to distinguish the hidden emotions.

However, she was reluctant to take back what she had just said.

As if she could not bear the depth of his gaze, Mariana, stunned, lowered her eyes. The tears that had just come almost from the bottom of her eyes disappeared in an instant and calmed down.

-I knew that.

At these words, Mariana abruptly raised her head to look at him in a dazed, slightly incredulous bewilderment.

-Did you already know? Then...

But as we talked about it, she paused. I wanted to ask her what she was going to do.

But it was impossible for him to say it.

The two remained silent for some time, and finally it was Mariana who took the floor with difficulty:

-I feel much better. I still have a lot to do on the set, I... better be discharged.

With that, he tried to get off the bed.

The man standing next to her had his deep eyes fixed on the woman. His face looked a little somber.

-What are you doing?

The fall of the cold words in her ears made Mariana's movements involuntarily stop, but then she returned to normal.

A husky voice with a hint of suppressed emotion came out of his mouth in a whisper:

-I want to go back to the set.

For a moment, a quietness reigned in the room again.

After a moment, the indifferent gaze turned away from the woman before he said coolly:

-I'll take you back.

And so the conversation broke off on bad terms.

Mariana's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched the fading scenery outside. Her lips were slightly dry and wrinkled from the fever, less delicate than usual.

The breeze outside the car window gently brushed the strands of hair on her cheeks, causing a stinging sensation, something that even went to her heart and caused a slightly peculiar fluttering in her mind.

The silence in the room seemed to last until the car. The man had thin lips pursed and eyes fixed straight ahead, apparently unwilling to give any glance at the woman beside him.

Soon they arrived at the set. Mariana got out of the car and spoke in a daze after a hesitation:

-Thank you... for bringing me here.