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It had been about a week since Kia had been holed up in her room and only ca out when she needed sothing or wanted to eat. Even then she didn't eat regularly, she only ate because Keira kept bothering her and Mika looked worried.

Mika would lie beside Kia and look at her mother's face worriedly while Kia would just stay silent in bed, not wanting to get up from there or do anything.

No matter how long she slept, when she woke up, she would feel very tired and need more sleep.

It had been a long ti since Kia had been like this. The first ti she felt this exhausted was when she had just given birth to Mika. During the first three months, Kia couldn't do anything and felt extrely tired and just spent ti crying.

And maybe because of feeling that way, Mika who was still a baby at that ti beca even more cranky and it only made her condition worse.

Luckily, Keira was there and helped her, because otherwise, Kia couldn't imagine how she would get through those terrible days.

"Mommy is still angry? Mika will not call uncle Daddy anymore," said Mika with a face that was about to cry when she saw her mother like this, while Kia didn't have the energy to face Mika and say sweet words.

Kia just hugged Mika's body gently and closed her eyes. She didn't have the energy for any of this. She felt like she was running even in her sleep.

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"I should not be calling you like this," Keira said, she looked worried and her forehead was wrinkled, while staring at Kia's closed door. "Kia will be very angry if she finds out I got associated with you."

"You are doing this for her," Misha said coolly, although everyone around could see how serious his face was as they could not help wondering who he was on the phone with.

Misha was in the middle of an important eting when Keira called him and he abruptly stopped the eting to pick up the phone from her.

Of course, Misha picked up the phone, knowing that Keira would definitely talk about Kia because the woman did not pick up his phone and did not reply to his ssages.

Misha wanted to go to the apartnt, but he thought he would give space for Kia to calm down, however, he didn't know what had been discussed between Daniel and Kia to make her mood so bad.

If it were up to him, he would have fired Daniel already and made him unacceptable for work anywhere, but he was sure that Kia would not second such an act.

"What is the situation?" Misha asked in a low voice, he didn't realize that he was holding his breath as he awaited Keira's answer.

"She is still like yesterday, but it looks like her condition is getting worse. She doesn't want to eat anything and just sleeps all day." Keira then explained that Kia had also been the sa when she had just given birth to Mika. "Back then, I thought she was having the baby blues… but, now she looks much more depressed…"

Misha listened and didn't interrupt at all, only after Keira finished saying everything she had to say, Misha suddenly stood up and told the five people there that the eting would be postponed.

"I will be right there," Misha said as he walked out of the eting room, leaving them all with faces full of curiosity, because Misha wasn't usually like this, more so because he looked worried.

Who exactly could make him beco anxious like that?

anwhile, Richard imdiately followed Misha in a hurry.

"I don't know if it's a good idea or not," Keira said worriedly, she didn't think that this would make Kia feel better, because there was a possibility that Kia wouldn't like it. She might even explode with anger because she invited Misha without her knowledge.

However, before she could hear the answer, Misha had already hung up the phone and was now headed toward the apartnt.

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Keira opened the apartnt door with a complicated face, she heard the sound of the doorbell and imdiately suspected that it was Misha and it turned out to be true.

"Kia was in the room and Mika was sleeping beside her." Keira told Misha to be careful. "I still think you shouldn't be here."

Misha then stepped inside and Keira closed the door.

"What if I am not here, will it help Kia?" Misha asked in a cold voice and Keira didn't answer.

It had been more than a week that Kia was like this and her situation was becoming very worrying and this also affected Mika. The little girl who was usually cheerful now looked gloomy and often cried over small things.

"I will go inside," Misha said. He did not ask for permission, he just told her what he was going to do.

"I hope you do not push your will and make things worse." Keira was only worried about her best friend and Misha understood that.

"If Kia asks to leave, I will imdiately go," Misha said with certainty, as he stepped inside and headed to Kia's room.

The door to Kia's room was slightly open and inside, Misha could see Mika sleeping beside her mother, curled up in her little blanket, snuggled closer to her mother.

She seed to understand that her mother was sad, but didn't know how to comfort her and all she could do now was to be near Kia. She could feel what her mother felt.

Misha then walked slowly into the room. Kia looked thin and pale, even in just over a week, Misha could tell she had lost a lot of weight.

This room felt very stuffy and gloomy, as Kia didn't turn on the lights and closed all the windows.

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