Chapter 34: The Contract Countdown
Zamian walked through the hallway with his usual calm demeanor and intimidating aura. Nurses, caught off guard, exchanged whispers, "Gosh, he’s so fine." Their voices trailed off as they looked at him, unable to speak their thoughts aloud.
He carried a bag in one hand, containing a plate of food and a bottle of grape juice. As he walked, he slightly opened the door and paused, his attention caught by Mira’s words: "If you don’t mind, could you please tell me what you told my husband?"
Zamian then spoke, "No need for that. I’ll tell you myself." He noticed Mira’s shocked expression at seeing him there, recalling that he had previously mentioned he was leaving for work. However, he decided to return when he remembered her fondness for fried rice.
His lips curled into a slight smirk, a subtle gesture that lingered as he observed her. Although her referring to him as her husband surprised him, his expression remained inscrutable. The doctor, observing the interaction, gave a respectful nod before leaving.
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Immediately after the doctor left, Zamian walked towards the bed and sat down. He pressed a button on the side, and a table smoothly extended from the bed. As he placed the food on the table and began to remove the coverings in silence, Mira’s gaze fell on the ring on his finger. A wave of realization washed over her—how could she have forgotten? The contract. Her eyes widened in shock.
In her panic, she noticed she didn’t have her phone with her. She turned to Zamian and said, "May I borrow your phone, please?"
Zemian immediately pulled out his phone and handed it to Mira. Her surprise was evident; she hadn’t expected him to comply so readily. She quickly turned on the phone and noticed she had only two days left until the end of the month. Her eyes widened as she realized that she had just three months remaining in the contract. The realization hit her hard—she had made little progress in this time.
Trying to mask her anxiety, she resolved to address the situation later, even if it meant seeking help from a friend. She handed the phone back to Zamian , who accepted it without a word.
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Mira ate the fried rice quickly, losing herself in the moment. The comforting taste of one of her favorite foods made her feel at ease. She loved it not only for its flavor but also because it reminded her of the meals her father used to prepare for her back in high school. With a smile, she said, "Thank you for the meal."