(Andrea POV)
It has been three weeks since that weird incident in the hospital at Rico was guarding my room religiously. The doctors finally gave me a green signal to go to my house. I thanked them and now, I was about to go to the Lombardi mansion.
“Keep the damn speed slow. You know she is still a patient,” Gabriele glared at the driver, who in return apologized to us.
“Gab! Are you out of your mind? The speed is just 20 and nope! We can’t go slower than this. Otherwise, It will be better for us to walk towards the destination. Our car is literally crawling and you are getting angry on 20 speed. Are you high or something?” I asked him and he scratched the back of his neck.
“The doctor warned me that you can experience dizziness or nausea at high speed, so I was just extra consciou
