Ayesha couldn’t go against her mother’s orders and went to the kitchen to make a cold drink. After Ayesha left, the atmosphere in the living room became awkward and awkward. Her mother started to stare at Erwin who looked fine like last night.
“So, since when did you recover like this?” asked her mother but it felt like intimidation.
“Ah… that,” Erwin seemed confused about what to answer and Ayesha came to give her mother a drink.
“Why did you ask that? As if you weren’t happy to see Erwin recover,” asked Ayesha curtly.
Her mother snorted, her face looking even stiffer. “So, you really don’t want to tell me that your husband has recovered, huh? Secretly hiding it, then suddenly acting like everything is fine?”
Ayesha was surprised to hear the question, but she tried to stay calm.
