At nine o'clock in the morning, Zach walked leisurely down the hospital corridor with a yellowish-white color, holding Adriana's hand. He looked handsome and cool as usual in a casual style in gray jeans paired with a tight black sweater that couldn't hide his stout arms. his wife looks even more elegant even though her belly is wearing a white ankle-length dress, combined with a black blazer, wearing light make-up and pinning some of her hair back. Ah, you can imagine how well-matched they are.
"I don't know what's wrong with me, but I feel a lot of people are looking at me and smiling," Adriana muttered when she often crossed paths with hospital visitors or nurses.
"Because you're beautiful," Zach said with a smile. "Didn't you notice?" he asked.
"Because I'm a woman of course I feel beautiful. But this time I feel their attention is too much," answered Adriana.
