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That night, when it was about time, Bella felt a little dazed and was about to fall asleep. She looked at Miguel through her narrowed eyes and asked, “What are you going to do tonight?”

Miguel said with a tone that sounded very offensive, “You don’t need to worry about me. I’ll just sit here.”

“Why don’t you go back home and sleep? Grandpa will be worried after all these days we're at the hospital" She admonished.

“No need. I’ll sit here and watch over you.” When Miguel thought of leaving her here alone, he just felt that she would be too lonely and thinking of the ongoing turmoil over her, Miguel became more agitated about her safety.

Hearing this Bella quickly rejected his offer, “It’s really not necessary... maybe you can go outside and find a place to sleep.”

Miguel was adamant, “No, there are so many apparatus here at night you might want to take anything, you can trip over and fall with this lousy attitude of yours"

“Ah... then...” Bella was a bit touched. She looked at Miguel and then looked again at her own bed. The bed in the VIP ward was much bigger than the usual bed.

She pondered for a bit and decisively patted her own bed. “Why don’t you just come up and sleep here? The bed is big enough too. You're my husband anyway"

Miguel’s gaze flashed stealthily as he looked at the place that she had patted.

However, a slight feeling of secret delight flitted by in his heart.

As a matter of fact, he did not feel repulsed at all.

Seeing as he neither rejected her suggestion nor agreed to it, Bella said again, “Why? Are you afraid that I’ll jump you? In that case, I’ll put the pillow in the middle. The bed is so big. It’s completely possible for us to sleep separately.”

Miguel’s brow furrowed slightly. “Alright, alright. Then, we’ll do just that. Let’s rest early. Your talking is enough to make me sleepy”

When she saw that he had really agreed, Bella quickly shifted to the side to give him space.

Miguel tidied up for a bit before getting onto the bed.

They slept on opposite sides with a pillow between them.

However, Bella had overestimated herself. Although she lay there like this, she kept feeling like she could sense the breathing of the man beside her despite the fact that he seemed to have fallen asleep long ago and was staying completely still.

Fortunately, the effect of the medication caused her to finally fall into a deep sleep quickly.

Miguel sensed that the person beside him was no longer tossing and turning and her breathing had gradually quieted down. He knew that she was probably already asleep.

Heaving a sigh, he flipped to his other side and tried to fall asleep too.

However, just when he was about to fall asleep, a leg suddenly landed harshly on his body.

Miguel’s eyes darkened.

This Bella, was her thigh not hurting anymore?

Her injury did not improve her bad sleeping posture. This is how she sleeps when they were at home too.

To not touch her wound, he grabbed her slender thigh and carefully pushed it aside.

But then, a soft arm landed on him again.

Miguel thought that unless a knife was put between them, nothing else placed there would be able to obstruct this hyperactive woman.

He carefully held her arm, turned his head, and gently placed it back.

But then, he came face to face with her quiet, asleep face.

Her red lips were bright and moist. Right now, it seemed like this hardy woman was already vastly different from the woman who was about to die yesterday. She had rapidly regained her vitality.

Then, she arched forward.

Miguel paused. He sensed that her lips were already brushing his face.

If he moved a little, he would be able to touch her soft, red lips.

The moistness of her lips sent a slight shiver through his body and a jolt of electricity seemed to pass through him. Staring at her mouth, he suddenly felt his mouth go dry.

However, she once again began to move randomly. Her small lips directly brushed against his lips. A wave of dry heat made Miguel furrow his brow deeply.

“Bella, you’re playing with fire!” In a threatening tone, he spat out a warning through pursed lips, “I dare you to try moving again!”

However, Bella obviously did not hear his hoarse voice at all instead, she became energetic to move around more like an octopus.

Without anymore resolve, he had to accept the several limbs that were beating him up and down.

Thay same night at the Agatha's meeting, Charles Rodriguez stood amidst his people with gloom shinning on his face.

"I'm sorry for everything that my grandson had done so far. I will resume as the leader of Agatha Mafia and my dear grandson, I'm sure he'll step down for that woman!"

Everyone was stunned. Too much Jubilant to even talk, when the too much precarious silence had lingered, the boss of Immortal entertainment stood up and asked slowly, "is it true that his wife is Carter's daughter?"

Charles Rodriguez fired the speaker an angry shot before replying gently, "My life, my rules. Miguel is not coming back to lead Agatha Mafia and it stays that way! He'll be an ordinary member as from now onwards"

"Yes Boss"