Afzal entered the apartment and followed several people who escorted Zee to her room. He was even more stunned to see the spacious room that was elegantly arranged specifically for women. Even though the color chosen was not pink, Afzal still felt a soft, feminine atmosphere.
"Master may use the adjoining room."
Afzal looked at Zee who was now looking at him with a smile.
"If you don't like it, you can stay in this room."
"May I? "
Zee nodded. She didn't want to make Afzal angry. Better for her to give up. There were only the both of them in the house and she didn't want to make her husband uncomfortable.
"You are free to choose where you want to rest. I'll ask some maids to come and look after me here. "
"Do you think I can't take care of you?"
"It's not that. I just don't want to be a bother. You must be tired and want to rest. Don't make you wait for me but you're sick. I don't want to."
