Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

"..."

Maia blushed. Her cheeks were as red as an apple, tempting Tim.

He swallowed unconsciously.

Having dated so many women, it was the first time he had such a magical feeling.

"Don't stare at me!"

Maia was embarrassed. Tim's gaze made her even more embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head.

Tim turned away, his heart pounding so violently that it would jump out of his throat any time.

They were breathing heavily and the vibe was strange.

Neil didn't know whether to interrupt them or no.

He cleared his throat in embarrassment.

...

Realizing Neil was still in the room, Maia's face turned redder.

Tim returned to his usual self. He asked, "When are you leaving? When you are away, who will look after Maia?"

Neil glanced at Maia and said in an undertone, "I asked another doctor to take over my job. Don't worry. He's an expert and Maia only needs to get some rest."

"Maia needs a good doctor. Please, do find someone trustworthy. I'll be grateful to you."

Neil was surprised.

"Are you a friend of Samuel?"

Tim did not answer.

Listening to their conversation, Maia finally knew why Nicole came here.

"Isn't Lady Bush here for the contract?"

"Of course not. Not everyone is a workaholic who only cares about contracts and making money. Silly girl."

Tim rubbed her head, picked up the thermos and said, "I'm going to get you some hot water. If there's anything you need, call the nurse. Don't push yourself too hard. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah."

Maybe because Tim was being too gentle, or because she was still embarrassed. Maia was very obedient, like she had never been. She avoided looking into his eyes. Thinking about this, Tim could help but smile faintly.

Neil didn't want to be the third wheel. It was better for him to leave.

"Well, if there's any problem, the next doctor will deal with it. I've already informed him. I'm going back with Nicole tomorrow morning. Have some good rest and do what you have been told. Okay?"

"Sure. Thank you, Neil."

Maia nodded.

Neil left the ward.

was left alone, feeling

was scared. If something really had happened to her, who

brother. When she was certain he was alright, she hung

back and saw Maia talking to

not recover, she might end up being infertile, which too cruel for

her and give her a

of this, Tim was

it hadn't been for him, Maia would have had many possibilities.

deep breath. He said with a smile, "You have

you know

Maia was surprised.

the company. I was

handsome. Unlike me and my family, he's very

her brother, Maia became excited,

jealous of her brother when seeing her

of going abroad

a moment before saying, "Perhaps a few years later. These years are important to my brother. When he graduates and finds a

then? You'll get married and have children when he finds

isn't the only way out for

blushed in excitement, adding some

Maia very

he plan to join the

knew Maia admired soldiers, so

and asked, "Can you help him? He wants to join the army. But I don't have money or connection. I can't help him. My brother said that he

are martyrs. Your brother should have

still suspected of absconding with the money. So, they weren't given martyr titles. My brother and I don't have any privilege. Instead, we are restricted in many ways. Sometimes I really feel that my parents

Maia said, her eyes turned red and she

knowing such a tragic thing

you. I promise you that your brother

"Really? Can you?"

Tim, her eyes

gaze carried so much weight. Tim

her parents would have

worry. Leave it to me. You can

you

know

was too

You help Nicole a lot. I should thank

"Thank you."

Maia smiled.

her

called Mr. Morty in front of Maia

Morty said that he would investigate, and a result would soon come

for her parents, but she couldn't get any information. Now, Tim solved it with a phone call. She looked at Tim and knew there

difference was wealth. But it

Maia felt inferior.

there was a mountain pressed

to thank Tim, but words failed her. Due to her complex feelings,

How could this be?

didn't know. She found the

Maia cover her head with the blanket, like a child throwing a tantrum. He

to