Love Worth Fighting For

336 Yes, i do

After convincing Christian many times, finally Zwetta was able to get out of the hospital, feeling that she was no longer sick made Zwetta want to leave the hospital. Not being used to being treated by a doctor she didn’t know made Zwetta feel insecure, especially after she heard the doctor’s statement saying that she had suffered a wound severe enough to her head that she had to get a long stitch.

“Actually we still have plenty of time to go to Paris, Zee,” Christian says, annoyed. “You still need to be hospitalized for another two or three days.”

“You’re not planning on making me die of drug poisoning, are you?”

Christian who was driving immediately stepped on the brake pedal suddenly, fortunately at this time they were on a quiet street so Christian’s decision to stop his car suddenly did not harm anyone.

“Christian!”

“Don’t talk nonsense, Zee!”

Zwetta and Christian scream at the same time, their voices ringing in the air and disappearing quickly enough to bring the silence back in the car.

“I don’t like hospitals, I’m not used to being treated by doctors I don’t know. That’s why I forced you to leave the hospital, apart from that I’m already fine. Medications given to healthy people will actually boomerang for them. , Christ. Don’t you know this?” Zwetta resumed her words when she felt uncomfortable because Christian’s gaze was so cold.

Christian frowns. “Don’t like hospitals?”

.....

“Yeah, I had a bad experience with hospitals,” Zwetta answered quickly.

Zwetta’s words managed to make Christian think of Elena, at the beginning of his introduction to Elena, the girl also said that she didn’t like hospitals because she was afraid of ghosts.

“What a bad experience?” Christian asks subconsciously. “Are you afraid of ghosts too?”

Zwetta burst out laughing at Christian’s words, being so amused she hit Christian’s arm several times.

“Ghosts, you think I’m a kid who would be afraid of ghosts?! Don’t talk nonsense,” Zwetta said quietly after she managed to control himself.

“If you’re not afraid of ghosts then what makes you dislike hospitals?” because he immediately remembered what Elena said, Christian was not focused on the next sentence Zwetta said.

After wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Zwetta slowly explained why she didn’t like hospitals. As long as Zwetta spoke, Christian didn’t interrupt at all. Christian really makes a very good listener.

“And that’s why I try my best not to get hurt when I’m working, even though I still can’t do it because wounds are one of the things that I can’t possibly avoid when I’m working,” Zwetta said quietly, ending her explanation to Christian with her lips. smiled a little, remembering the worst times while on duty made Zwetta feel uncomfortable even though it had been a long time.

“What’s the worst wound you’ve ever had?”

Zwetta smiled. “Probably a cut in my stomach,” Zwetta answered quickly. “That’s the worst wound I have.”

“Stomach wound? Ah, that wound that leaves a barely visible line on your lower abdomen, isn’t it?”

Zwetta’s cheeks immediately felt hot, Christian’s words that clearly stated the location and shape of the wound in her stomach made Zwetta remember her nudity with Christian last night until the morning before that.

“How bad was the wound at first?” Christian asks again.

Zwetta shook her head, trying to get rid of the vulgar image that had returned to her mind.

“Is it so bad that you can’t remember?” seeing Zwetta shake her head made Christian come up with his own answer to the question he had previously given Zwetta.

Zwetta pursed her lips. “I don’t know how bad it was, obviously when I woke up from my first fainting it was very painful and very uncomfortable.”

“To that extent? Where did you get that kind of wound?” Christian’s voice trembled slightly as he spoke, he tried not to mention Robin Jones’ name in front of Zwetta. Christian doesn’t want to spoil Zwetta’s mood, Zwetta is always angry when he mentions bad things about Robin Jones.

“Robin says I got the wound while I was in Mexico.”

“Robin, why are you Robin? Don’t you remember where you got the wound?”

“I was unconscious for quite a while, almost a month if I’m not mistaken and I can’t remember everything clearly. Looks like the injuries I got back then were really severe enough that....”

Christian’s hug suddenly made Zwetta unable to continue her words, Zwetta, who was trying to remember the problem, looked quite surprised by Christian’s drastic change in attitude.

“Stop Zee, don’t continue your work anymore. I beg you,” Christian says hoarsely. “I can’t hear such painful stories anymore, I can’t imagine how much pain you will feel when you’re hurt.”

Zwetta blinked her eyes, she seemed so amazed by the words of petition that had just escaped Christian’s lips. In all her life Zwetta has never received gentle attention from someone, therefore she can lose her thinking ability when Christian is treating her gently like last night where she finally surrendered herself to Christian’s power who was so skilled at leading their hot romance.

Because Zwetta did not respond to his words, Christian then released his embrace and immediately pushed the girl away from him.

“I will guarantee your life, everything you want I will give it, Zee. So please consider my request. Quit your dangerous job,” adds Christian again hopefully. “Don’t be afraid with Robin, I was serious when I said I would take care of it so you don’t have to worry. Right now the most important thing is that you want to quit that dangerous job, that’s the most important thing.”

Zwetta shook her head slowly. “I..I don’t know, I’m confused.”

“Confused, what are you confused about, Zee?”

Zwetta’s hazel eyes moved slowly to stare intently at Christian’s blue eyes who were currently staring at him without blinking. “Do you feel guilty for leaving the person who saved your life?” Christian asks again.

Zwetta nodded slowly. “Yeah, I feel like I would be the most immoral human being if I left Robin. Even though he’s done a lot for me, I wouldn’t be like this if it wasn’t for Robin. He’s the one who made me master many foreign languages ??and...”

“I will take care of it, Zee.” Christian cuts Zwetta’s words firmly. “Is it still not clear what I said? For Robin I will take care of it, what is important now is your decision to leave that terrible world. The world that made you get so many terrible wounds on your beautiful body, Zee.” Christian’s hand moved to touch Zwetta’s stomach with a sense of belonging.

“Be my woman, Zee. Be mine, I swear I will give you happiness and...”

“I want to.”

“Eh?”

Zwetta lowered her head, holding back embarrassment. “I want to quit this job.”