She would look amazing in white with her figure. I think it's because she reminds me so much of my Lesley that I can't take my gaze away from her. Lesley and I decided to call it quits on our romance a year ago. Even though I had no intention of ending my relationship with her, I recognized she had already moved on without me when I learned she had moved on without me.

My imagination compels me to get up night after night. Lesley and Yhra are constantly on my mind, making it impossible for me to sleep. Everything changed for me the day I met her. As a result, everything changed.

I had almost entirely forgotten that I had been upset because of Lesley's behavior.

"This mansion reminds me of how we carefully plan every detail of our future, which could mean I'm not the proper guy for her."

"She acts as a motivator for me every day that I put in the necessary work." The patients have spoken, and they are not pleased. Both of us are drawn to my body, and both of us are drawn to hers. Her movements come to a halt the moment she knows I am observing her.

She was about to go when I told her, "I'll be there in a minute." Right now, I'm looking forward to seeing Yhra. To be honest, I have no idea what she's doing today or how she's doing at my house.

I'm excited to see her on a regular basis. It's as if I had a wife and knew what it's like to be a family member, which is precisely how I feel.

It doesn't matter if she's acting strangely or if I'm acting strangely around her; I'm completely at ease with her, even while she's acting strangely around me.

There is no doctor on duty at the ER, and they are desperate!"

"Doc, there is no doctor at the ER; they are in desperate need of a doctor right now!" I sprint while clutching the stethoscope in my hands.

This is what always occurs when doctors make a poor decision. Then they vanish without a trace after they are no longer required to leave their patients alone.

"Doc, please come here," says the narrator. When I finally caught up with her, a teenage girl was crying into her phone, which I photographed.

She mumbles something and then looks at me. In many respects, she reminds me of Yhra.

"A-ate, please assist us," she shouted out as she observed her mother, who was lying on the bed with dextrose in her eyes.

Her mother had perished as a consequence of a gunshot wound to the shoulder. I'm not sure how her mother is doing; she appears to have lost a substantial quantity of blood during the treatment, which is troubling.

"Please, the curtains," I begged my nurse as she led me out to the window curtain.

The technician says, "Doc, the patient's blood has been drawn." When I got the go-ahead, I started the surgery.

The bullet had become lodged in my shoulder, which I later discovered. It is vital not to depart from the path of action, regardless of blood type. My assistant gave me a second injection and stayed with me throughout the process.

"Iyha!" "Mama, where have you vanished to?" I try not to pay attention to a familiar voice because it makes me feel anxious. While the doctors and nurses focused on keeping the patient's blood flowing, my assistant sewed up the wound.

According to the narrator, the mother was shot by Ate, Daddy, and Mom. He and Papa were disputing about the money, and it was later revealed that Papa was involved in the drug trade. I'm not looking forward to returning to Papa Eat's place. Iyhana, don't worry; we'll merely take you to the lagoon where I'll finish my studies with Yhna. I remove my mask and gloves as soon as I enter the room and pull open the curtain.

Yhra

"R-remon?" It was really uncomfortable for me to have to hold my weeping sibling in my arms while my mother slept.

"Can you explain what you're doing here?" the narrator asks. He instantly asked the question when he observed my brother hugging me.

Because of my fear at the time, I said nothing more than "My mother..." Do you suppose he's upset with me because I left the house without first saying goodbye to him? "I understand what you're saying. I'd want to invite you to accompany me because "we'll talk." My mother was perplexed by my movements, so I reacted with a polite nod to demonstrate my comprehension.

"Ate, what's your name?" the narrator asks. I was similarly perplexed as to how I should respond to his query.

Oh, and my employer also happens to be my sister. Mama should be given priority attention! I screamed and dashed towards Remon, who was still dressed in his uniform at the time.

"That's why you look like the previous boy," he added as we were about to take the elevator to the sixth floor.

Please accept my heartfelt apologies for failing to say farewell. When I explained that it was a true emergency, he didn't seem to pay any attention to me.

As we got closer to his workplace, he became deafeningly quiet.

"

Remon-"

"What the hell are you wearing?" someone asks. When he talked loudly, my attention was directed to myself, and I realized what I was wearing. Only a knee-length silk dress and a bathrobe that wouldn't stay on my back shielded my back from the elements.

The narrator exclaims, "Oh my God!" Furthermore, I was caught aback by what had happened and couldn't believe I had sneaked out of his house in such a short period of time.

Were you required to commute to and from work? Then I stepped aside, wrapped the robe around my waist, and exited the room.

One of your chauffeurs took me up. "I also didn't have a fare with me at the moment." I recognized what he was doing to me after he took a big breath and began messing with my hair again.

Please accept my sincere apologies for any difficulty caused. I couldn't get dressed since I was in such a bad mood. "I just grabbed my phone and myself," he explained after hearing my explanation.

"Do you believe you've finished your explanation?" In response to his question, I gave a weak nod.

Allow me to wrap my arms around you for a brief moment of solace. As soon as he muttered, "I'm sleepy," he tugged me down onto the thigh of his other leg and buried his lips in my neck, inhaling my skin.

"You have a beautiful aroma, and I adore it. Would you mind telling me how you felt after using the shower gels I bought? My hair smelt nice, so I nodded a couple more times until he noticed and sniffed it as well.

You have a beautiful aura about you, Yhra. I take delight in placing a part of myself inside of you, as if I were sweating and my hair was standing on end in response to what Remo said. His strategy really surprised me, and I was completely unprepared for it. It's just as difficult as he makes it for himself.

"I never felt like there was a good moment for something like that, considering where our wrath had gone us at the time."

No, it's not because I dislike it; rather, it's because...really? He turned his head to see me red on the inside of my cheeks, laughing at my antics, and turned away.

"I'm not going to compel you to do anything unless you want me to," he remarked with a grin, recalling my outburst earlier today.

"I'm taking a break and going home."

"Don't worry, I'll pay for everything; all you have to do is hang around with me and entertain me." "Don't worry, I'll cover all of your expenses," the host assures them. I moved my gaze to take in the entire scene.

You don't appear to be angry, do you? I inquired about it at this time, as he continued to peruse the material on his desk.

My little one, on the other hand, is dissatisfied with you, and I'm not going to lie, I'm not either."

He mumbled something quietly, and my eyes widened as I drank a small amount of what he said.

This is the negative impact remon has had on my life thus far.

"You're behaving impolitely!"