You'll Be Mine
Kissmarks

"Ngh …." Zayden yawned while writhing.

"Do you need anything, young master?" ask the girl when she sees Zayden waking up.

"No. I ask for your hand" said Zayden with a frowning face enduring the pain.

The pain in his stomach was not as great as when he came home from the office.

The girl just tilted her head. Why did the master ask for his hand? He raised his hand and looked at his palm. There was nothing in his hand, but the master asked for something in Zesa's hand.

"Are you not going to obey my wishes? I followed your orders to go to the hospital. Is it too much if I ask for your hand?"

"It's like that, sir," Zesa replied clumsily.

"Then …." Zayden turned his hand to Zesa. "Where's your hand?"

Zesa stretched out her hand and placed her right hand over Zayden's palm.

Grep's!

The man clasped Zesa's hand, then closed his eyes again. The rest of the anesthetic drugs were still so strong, that the man still felt intense drowsiness. He was closed while holding Zesa's hand.

Kay, Ian, Aaron, and Zoe get into the treatment room. Damar and Sumirah were behind them. The scene before him was quite astonishing, especially for Zayden's two younger brothers.

Aaron and Zoe can only grit their teeth. Not anger, but holding back jealousy that shouldn't come out. Both of them came out immediately after seeing the thing that made them uncomfortable.

Damar followed their backs further away from Zayden's treatment room. Their attitude seemed to justify the news that reached the middle-aged man's ears. He turned his gaze towards Zayden who was lying down while holding Zesa's hand.

The girl sat leaning against the chair with one hand massaging her stiff neck. It had been an hour since Damar's orders. Zesa wanted to go home and lie down in her room, but her worry did not allow her to go home.

My three adopted sons loved Zesa. What about Ian and Kay? Do they like that girl too?

Damar wondered in his heart. Most of the people are rich, they are very anti with the lower class like Zesa. Not so with Damar. He was looking forward to who would get the girl.

"It seems .. we have to wait for Mr. Zay to wake up" Kay said in a soft voice and a faint smile. However, both of his palms were clenched tightly. As if there were thousands of stinging bees perched on his chest, he felt pain, his heart throbbing seeing Zayden's hand clasping Zesa's hand.

"Yes. We'd better wait outside" Ian said as he turned away.

True allegations. They fell in love with one girl. What is more difficult to believe is Zayden's attitude. She always refused the assistant I sent to help Sumirah, but she instead brought Zesa herself to her house.

Until the orange sun began to dim, the hands were still grasping each other. Zesa who felt too sleepy with her head attached to the edge of the outpatient bed. Sumirah came in and wanted to wake Zesa up. It was time for dinner and the girl had not eaten since lunch at all.

However, he could not bear to wake the girl up because she looked exhausted. Her sleep seemed so slumbering, that Sumirah undoed her intention to disturb the girl's rest. He will have dinner first with the young master and the great master.

"Ekhem!" Damar pretended to cough to disperse their daydreams.

At that instant, his four sons turned their heads in worry. They think the father is choking. Kay poured some water and gave it to her father.

"Papa's okay. Papa just wants you to be aware. Since then, papa notice, you keep stirring your food. Don't you like the menu you chose?"

"Like, really, Pa. Yeah, right, Aaron's brother?" asked Zoe while glancing at her brother.

"Yes. We're just thinking about brother" Aaron replied, feeding food on his spoon.

"You can't fool this old man. Perhaps, my eyes are old, but I can still see your sight clearly. You guys .. like that servant girl?" asked Damar with a serious face.

They widen their eyes. That question is very difficult to answer, considering Zesa is an ordinary girl who comes from the suburbs. Damar's gaze made them very tense.

"No-no, Pa," replied Zoe with a bowed face staring at the food on the plate. Both of his palms clenched tightly over his thighs, under the dining table.

His three other sons also answered the same thing. They were afraid that Zesa would get into trouble because of them. It is better to hide their feelings than to get the girl they like to get into trouble with Damar.

"good. Papa thinks you're daydreaming about the girl, to the point that it's not appetizing to eat" he said intentionally.

You bad boy! How dare they lie to their parents. They think I can't see very well? Huh …. I just have to pretend I don't know. After all, they're adults. Let them solve their own personal problems.

Meanwhile, inside the hospital room. Zayden opened his eyes and changed his sleeping position to the side. He looked at the girl sleeping beside him.

That …. His eyes were fixed on Zesa's neck. A blackish-red stamp reminded her of the hot kiss they had. If only he had not kissed the girl's neck, could they still have continued the lip-scarf?

His right hand was about to touch Zesa's head, but the girl squirmed, then opened her eyes. Zayden pulled his hand back and pulled both corners of his lips high. He thought that the girl would leave after she fell asleep, apparently the girl fell asleep next to the nursery bed.

"You're awake, young master?"

"Hem. I'm sorry for making things difficult for you" Zayden said, pulling the hand he held, then gently dipping it.

"Em .. sa-I want to go to the restroom, sir," said Zesa as she got up and pulled her hand awkwardly.

"Don't be long or I'll catch up later" teased Zayden with a smile.

Zesa's face turned red with the man. At their first meeting, the man always put on a stiff face. Since when did his attitude turn perverted and good at flirting? Zesa had no recollection of the last time the man had acted coldly to her.

In front of the door, Aaron who was originally about to enter was only able to stand stiffly with his hands holding the door knob. She saw her sister peek at Zesa's hand from behind the small glass on the door. He could be laughed at if it was seen by his former lover. How can a player of love be so desperate with unrequited love?

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