41 A loser (1/2)

”Aarvi, are you alright?”

Aarvi nodded her head on his shoulder with a hum. To get in the car from the rain, he helped her to wrap her legs around, ”Hold me tight.” Then he held the railings descending carefully on the swaying ladder piggybacking her.

Secretary Wen quickly held an umbrella for them when Aaron reached the ground, ”Ms.Evans, are you alright?” He wanted to know it because his boss wouldn't be fine if she isn't fine and his job is at stake with it.

Aarvi responded before sitting in the car, ”I am fine.”

As soon as Laze saw her, it stopped purring and curled on her lap to sleep without letting her remove the wet outer coat.

Playing with Laze without letting it sleep, Aarvi smiled hearing it meow again and again getting bullied by her. When she first saw Laze, it was wounded, it reminded of herself. Alone and hurt! So she brought, nursed and looked after it but her Laze was really lazy, it doesn't like others and doesn't go out much.

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In Avron mansion

Aarvi and Aaron were welcomed by the housekeeper who used to be Aaron's nanny and caretaker if his mother wasn't around.

Aarvi always saw them interacting like mother and son even though Aaron was aloof. Aarvi had heard about how he was taking care of her when she was in a coma by the housekeeper. Aarvi too respected her because she always took care of her preferences.

”Young master, Miss, you are back.” Her soft gentle voice could remind anybody of their mother or wished to have such a caring mother.

Aaron hummed while Aarvi greeted, ”Aunty Melia.”

The housekeeper Melia quickly took them to the living area, ”Come in, I have prepared hot water steam for you... Quickly sit.” Melia always preferred her own steaming from a big bowl of hot water and her natural medicines than the electrical steamers.

Aarvi thought it was for Aaron who was dripping wet in the waterfront villa but Aaron took Aarvi near it. She spoke, ”You need it. I'm fine.”

”Aish, I prepared for both. Sit quickly.” Melia said gently pushing Aaron to make it quicker. Then she uncovered the lid of the porcelain bowl and covered both of their heads with a towel lowering their head to take steam.

For Aarvi, Melia always reminded her of her mother who never cared if she was alive or dead, ate or not, well or unwell, in the home or out, safe or unsafe. She only cared about her own social life, son, wealth, and husband.

After 5 minutes, Aarvi and Aaron went out of steam and received a wet towel to dab on their faces. ”Now, go and sleep.”

Aarvi nodded and Aaron spoke, ”You two go to bed, I'll go to the hospital.”