The next day…
"Aren't you going to work?" Heaven blinked as she chewed a piece of grape that Dominic fed her. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeding his wife to recovery.
"I don't need to be in the office to do my work," he answered, guiding another grape to her lips. "They will understand that I can't, considering my wife was hospitalized."
Heaven savored the sweet grape that had a tang of sourness. 'I know I shouldn't feel thankful for 'getting' stabbed, but somehow, I feel that way.'
"Hmm? Why? Are you trying to chase me away?" he humored, catching the strange expression that appeared on her face.
"What?" Heaven giggled. "Why would I chase you away when you're serving me as if I'm a princess? Anyway, how's Basti?"
"I called this morning, and he is alright. Axel picked him up this morning."
"Axel?" Heaven furrowed her brows. "Did he hear what happened?"
