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"And I am not joking. I don't want to lose this chance as well as you once again. I had wanted this to be a grand proposal, witnessed by our friends and families while you will be moved to tears by all the acts.

But sorry for making it this simple. I know, this should have been important, but I don't want to waste my ti over those stupid little things.

I just don't want to wait anymore Kizy. I have already been rejecting my own feelings for a while now. I don't want to continue running away from them." Markus said in one single breath, his heart beating erratically.

Kizy just looked at him with a stupefied expression, wanting to believe Markus, but a part of her telling her not to.

"Co on, say sothing. You are scaring the shit out of !" Markus exclaid, not being able to remain calm anymore.

Though he had confessed his feelings on a whim, he was trendously nervous about how Kizy would accept him and his feelings.

"Markus, I am serious right now. So stop kidding. I know you are good with your acts, but now is not the ti to pour your acting skills." Kizy said after thinking for a minute.

"How many tis should I say this? I love you Kizy!! Oh wait! Do you rember the act planned by and Nicole?" Markus asked, suddenly rembering his proof.

"Yes." Kizy said a little confusedly, because this brother sister's fake acting was completely illogical to her even until now.

"Why do you think we did that?" Markus asked with a smirk.

"I don't know." Kizy said honestly.

"Fool!! Nicole did that to make realise my feelings for you. Till then, I was always thinking that all that I have for you is hate. But no. I love you Kizy!" Markus said, getting hyper excited.

Thankfully he was good enough to not reveal Kizy's drunken confession, which would have made her go beet red with embarrassnt.

And Kizy was now in a dilemma, not knowing whether she should trust Markus, believe his feelings, or how she should react to this.

"Trust this once!" Markus exclamined, knowing he had never done anything to make Kizy trust in him.

"I need so ti. And maybe I don't feel the sa for you." Kizy said after thinking for almost two minutes, while Markus felt that these two minutes were enough for him to have a heart attack.

"You don't have to reciprocate my love and feelings Kizy. Just know that I love you, and will keep loving you!" Markus said excitedly, happy that at least Kizy didn't reject his feelings or avoided talking anymore.

But what he should have known was that Kizy was never the one who would avoid so topic or run away. No matter whether it was so tricky problem or complicated feelings, she always faced them.

"But why these sudden feelings?" Kizy asked, knowing that even she felt sothing different for him, just that she didn't know how to describe her own feelings.

But she wanted to know why these new emotions or feelings were suddenly erupting, even when they have known each other since childhood.

"Maybe this isn't sudden. Maybe I started liking you after our marriage. After spending all my days and nights with you.

Or maybe even before that. Because I didn't even know why I asked you to marry when you asked for my help.

I never had such plans, but that day, when you were ready to do anything for your mom, I just blurted out the deal about our marriage.

So maybe I liked you even before that.

But anyways, that doesn't matter. What matters is that I know I love you, and I don't wanna lose you again like this ti." Markus said, his voice serious at the end.

Kizy didn't know what she should answer him. But one thing she was sure about was, she started having these weird feelings after marrying him.

Before that, whatever she felt for him was pure frustration and hate for making her school and college days difficult.

"So get back to your original health soon. There are a lot of things that I have planned for you." Markus said with a smirk.

Kizy just looked at him, not having a positive feeling about whatever Markus was about to plan for her.

*ONE WEEK LATER, VIP WARD, UNITY HOSPITAL*

"Your company shares are back to normal!" Kizy exclaid after finally being allowed to use her phone and surf the internet.

"Yeah." Markus replied.

"How did you solve the problem about that minor girl?" Kizy asked curiously.

"I tried hacking her bank account a lot of tis. And I improved my hacking skills then. Plus afterwards Harry joined hands with , and together, we managed to trace the account information and transaction details.

We were able to find the sender account, which turned out to be an international account." Markus asked, his voice holding a tinge of excitent.

"Woah!! You truly hacked this?" Kizy asked, not being able to believe that Markus and Harry hacked an account which was set by the No. 1 hacker of the world, a person from the Imperial nation.

"Yeah. So I guess the world's No. 3 would only be now. My skills have improved while yours must have deteriorated over ti." Markus said with a smirk.

"As if I am buying that. Let recover and then we can have a match together. Let's see who wins then." Kizy said, equally confident.

The problems created by the Professor were no more, each of them being solved, but all of them had suffered in so way or the other.

"By the way, where is Joel? Did you give him a leave or sothing? I heard that only grandpa and Nicole are managing the company." Kizy asked, suddenly rembering that Joel, who used to follow Markus like a shadow all the ti, was rarely seen since she woke up.

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Thank you for the gifts @hopze21 and @Phae_Orendorf. Don't forget to comnt and vote. Drink water and stay hydrated!!

- Kizy

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