"Huh.. Huh..". That breath was Mahendra's breath. A breath that was exhaled with hope.
_Don't take Aruna.. Don't take my treasure.._
***
"Aah".
His eyes were open and wandered through every inch of the room. Where's this? Where am I?
His body was too frail to sit because his head still felt so heavy. But it wasn't Hendra if he didn't force himself. That man didn't find the sun who usually accompanied him, but there were other bodyguards who also often accompanied him. Hary sat there alone, feeling anxious.
He was even more agitated and shocked when the sole heir woke up and pulled out his IV line.
"Sir..". That personal guard knew this was bound to happen.
"Be patient, Sir. Please..". Unfortunately, that bodyguard forgot who he was talking to. It wasn't Hendra if he just kept lying in this condition.
The blue-eyed stood up and almost fell, holding his bed.
