My Rich Husband's
Part 3
Meanwhile, a woman was enjoying the snow on the balcony of her residence. He is very happy with winter because no one will think it strange when wearing closed clothes like in summer.
He looked at the deserted road no vehicles were passing by and no one was walking around the street. Everyone seemed reluctant to challenge death when there would be a snowstorm expected tonight.
He was playing with the snow that had piled up on his balcony, raising his hands so that the snow would pile up in his hands. When the snow came, he took hot water and wanted to pour it in the air to become ice.
When he was about to pour hot water into the air, his eyes widened to see a car that stopped in the middle of the road.
“Since when was there a car there?” muttered. He was surprised because from that moment he did not see a single vehicle, even the car became the only one there.
He did not care about the existence of the car, fun to play with the snow. He did not know that in the four-wheeled vehicle there was a life that was expecting a good angel who would help.
Long enough he played snow, to feel satisfied and wanted to enter his residence. Before stepping foot, the beautiful bead observes the car on the road. His eyes caught the light from inside the car which meant that there was a person there.
The soul of his curiosity is growing. He wanted to see who the madman would dare to come out when a snowstorm was expected.
“Tuan ... lord .. can you hear me?” He shook the body of the man who was unconscious. He saw the face of the handsome man before him, already pale with blue lips.
“Gosh ... he got hypothermia, how long has it been a snowstorm? Why is there such a crazy person like him in this world! Already know the weather forecast tonight is bad, but reckless out.” He was having a dialogue with himself. Trying to hold a pulse in the hand and neck of the man who was between life and death, it was still alive.
“Master ... I will help you but please get up, I can't lift your very heavy body like a stone statue,” the door grumbled. He had tried to lift the body of the man who was none other than Davis, but he was not strong.
No response was shown from Davis. “Oh gosh .. I would be a killer if I let him get hypothermia here,” he murmured.
He re-entered his residence which is none other than a shophouse that has been transformed as an office and residence. He picked up a very thick jacket and a warm blanket.
He got into Davis' car. Patently enveloped and put a thick jacket over Davis' body. But there was no change, the man's body remained cold as ice.
“There is no other way than skin to skin, I cannot leave this man alone to die of hypothermia.” Although he hesitated to channel warmth directly from his body, but he had no other way to save the life of the man before him. Only by touching the skin that conducts natural heat will reduce the cold.