DEBT ON TOP OF MARRIAGE
Chapters 135. IS HE
Robby has lived his days quietly. Although sometimes he misses his old crazy friends. He learned a lot from the hospital environment.
The attitude of sharing and helping each other and without distinguishing their social status. Although he had just gotten to know, but their seniors were more friendly and kind to him. Perhaps that is the meaning of friendship and tolerance.
When he saw the courtyard in front of him, it was like seeing his daughter. A long-lost princess who once made her go mad because she remembered her evil deeds.
"Isn't that it, Virgo?" robby's mumbling.
Smile them.
"Yes, that's my beautiful, strong daughter."
He had just swept through the Hospital's backyard. Incidentally there is still one health policy adjacent to where he lives, namely a blood collection room for laboratory tests and the rest has not been cleaned. That's why he went there.
However, when his eyes narrowed, he only understood if it was not a mistake or a mirage. He could really see Virgo there.
"Daughter, look at your father, son."
There was nothing happier than being able to meet her daughter and apologize at that very moment.
"Maybe it was Virgo, hopefully there's Lena here too. I miss them both so much" he said.
As he was about to run after Virgo, there was a gurney passing in front of him with some medical personnel who looked very rushed. Of course, it makes Robby lose track of Virgo because of the entourage of medical personnel who through his presence.
"Virgo, you miss ..." he said, wiping his tears.
Long held back, finally her tears were unbearable. Not felt, her tears came down hard.
I don't know why there's such pain surrounding him right now. When he just realized the depravity he had done to his daughter and wife first, it turned out to be very hurt Robby's soul.
"I'm sorry, Son."
Maybe if he was given a second chance he would try his best to make him happy and make up for all the mistakes he had made back then. Because after all their stories will not be stories of former children and former fathers.
It turns out that although he used to hate the existence of Virgo, but now it turns out his heart is starting to open. There is still love and affection stored in Robby's heart for his little family.
"I hope we'll meet someday, son," his prayer was heartfelt.
After the hospital, Milley rushed home. He also prepared to cook. Somehow when he smelled the smell of cooking that he liked, immediately the intention of cooking began to appear.
As Robby keeps thinking about Virgo and Lena.
At the same time, Milley was engrossed in cooking in the kitchen. So a woman who had not yet entered old age approached Milley.
"Miss, why are you cooking back? There are not many servants who are already competent in their respective fields."
Nanni looks a lot firmer than how long ago. That he did so that he could discipline the manners of his young mistress, let alone she was pregnant young.
Milley only grinned if told to understand the words of Nanni. For him cooking rice is by using spices much more delicious than just given a side dish.
"Yes, dear Nanni, just once."
Several times he gave spices to his cooking to make his appetite increase. Not only that, he deliberately gave seasoning to his cooking so that he could eat greedily.
Nanni could only stroke her chest when she saw Milley was so excited when she touched the cookware. Even so, he still tried to observe for himself what Milley was doing while in the kitchen. So that when Dylan held him accountable he could say clearly.
Understandably, since she was pregnant she was very difficult to touch the food called white rice. To outsmart it he deliberately gave seasoning there. One more thing that kept him cooking was that he only wanted food made by his own hands.
If the food was made by the waiter, it might create a small stir in his stomach. However, he did not want to hurt Nanni, so he lied a little.
"Nanni, dear .. isn't cooking part of art and I love it. Do I have to be scolded right now?" he said with a glass.
"Well, what is it, Non?"
"Don't call me that, just call me like you used to, Milley."
"I'm sorry, Madam servant dare not."
"Yes, it's up to Nanni, honey."
Seeing that some food was ready on the table, Nanni wanted to retreat.
"Yes, please Miss uh Mrs Milley for breakfast, I'm sorry."
Nanni bowed respectfully at that time and then after that she went outside the house to shop. It just so happens that the food stock runs out. However, Milley was intrigued when she saw her housekeeper go out of the room.
So that makes Milley follow in his footsteps until the front door. A moment later he rebuked her.
"Nanni, do you want to go to the mini market?"
Nanni nodded then went back to Milley.
"Is there anything the Madam wants? Let me buy you."
"Let me go to the market. Nanni just works at home."
Nanni was flabbergasted because of that, even so surprised her mouth was still gaping wide."
"Can't do that, Miss. Sorry I didn't dare!"
"Well, am I your mistress, there shouldn't be a problem to worry about, right?"
"Wait a minute, let me call Mr. Dylan first for fear of Mr. Chryst's rampage" Nanni said, looking down.
"Please but not for long."
"Well don't be disturbed, ma'am, please."
Milley giggled at seeing the frightened Nanni.
He nodded, then Nanni immediately made a phone call. He called in the yard because it wasn't too dark.
Meanwhile, Milley hopes to be anxious for fear that Dylan will not be allowed to.
"Just look you don't give me permission, you can sleep outside if that's the case, '" muttered Milley, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
A moment later, Nanni turned around and a moment later she slowly breathed out.
"How's Nanni?" milley asked with sparkling eyes.
"Please Young Madam come along, but a message from Mr. Dylan tells you to have breakfast first and do not forget to drink pregnant women's milk."
"Yes, okay Nanni is beautiful."
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