MANSOOR POV:
I hate how weak humans are. Just a little bullet wound and I have to waste my precious time on the bed. Resting like a small kid. But then everything changed. When my love arrived.
Just how much she loves me that my little sickness made her come here looking so worried. Although I don’t want to see her as my weak self. But her cute scolding and lovely care make me much greedier than my self-control.
Time is close. Soon I will make her stay by my side forever. She is only happy and safe beside. I have to make sure she will be happy forever.
‘’You fresh up. I will ask the maids to prepare the breakfast for you.’’ She said getting up while I never want her to even take a step away from me.
‘’’ How am I supposed to go to the bathroom in this condition?’’ I lied being weak
