When Zayn saw the parrot in Carla's arms, he heaved an inexplicable sigh of relief. "I thought it was a child. I didn't expect a parrot!"
"Quick, send her to the vet." Carla anxiously urged him.
Dori's wing was injured and seemed to be close to her last breath.
When Zayn carried Carla out of the room, he accidentally stepped on something that cried out, "Wah!" Stopping in his tracks, he lowered his gaze and saw a doll.
Carla's heart stop. Oh no! This is Venus's doll."Why are you still playing with this at your age? You're so childish."
Zayn assumed that it was Carla's toy, and didn't think too much about it as he quickly left together with her.
Carla heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had sent Mrs. Borah and the children away. She managed to avoid a massacre and also hid them from Zayn's sight.
At the same time, she was glad the apartment was in darkness and Zayn could hardly see much. Or else, once he saw the children's belongings, he would definitely find out about them.
After carrying Carla into the car, Zayn drove with one hand while giving Naya a call with the other. "Come over, she's hurt. Also, take the bird to the vet."
"Bird?" Naya was stunned at the other end of the line. However, she politely acknowledged, "Yes, I'll arrange it right away."
"She is called Dori, and is a Budgerigar Parrot, " Carla corrected him.
"Isn't a parrot a bird?" Zayn retorted.
Carla was speechless. Fine, if you insist on calling her a bird.
After all, Dori wouldn't mind given that she was in a daze from her injury.
When they arrived at the villa from last time, Zayn carried Carla down from the car. More than twenty bodyguards were lined up in two rows, they then bowed slightly in respect.
Feeling self-conscious, Carla whispered, "Put me down."
"Shut up, " Zayn asserted softly before carrying her upstairs.
The room from last time was already prepared with the maid waiting at the door.
Zayn carried her in and lowered her onto the bed. When he leaned in, it put both of them in close proximity. They exchanged glances and were overwhelmed with a mixture of emotions.
Carla grew nervous and felt uneasy at the same time.
As for him, behind the desire in his eyes, was a sense of concern for her.
"Mr. Giblo." A voice rang out from the door.
Returning to his usual cold self, Zayn straightened his posture and instructed, "Give her a thorough checkup."
He left after that.
"Yes!" Naya nodded respectfully.
"I'm fine, please take a look at her first." Carla pointed to Dori.
"Oh… so it's a small parrot." Naya laughed. "Luckily, I brought a vet. Don't worry, she will take care of her."
After arranging for the vet to treat Dori, Naya gave Carla a checkup.
She realized Carla was largely alright other than for a few scrapes. After applying some medication, she instructed the maid to prepare some warm tea.
As for Dori, only her wing was injured and her life wasn't in danger. However, she needed to be treated at Naya's pet hospital as the equipment needed was all there.
Naya promised Carla that when they brought Dori back tomorrow, she would be back to her usual self.
After reassuring Carla, she left with her assistants.
The maid then helped Carla wash up and change.
After taking a quick bath and getting a change of clothes, Carla went to see Zayn in the next room.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Carla asked softly, "It's me, can I come in?"
"Go ahead, " Zayn replied.
As Carla pushed open the door, she realized the room was dim inside. Only the bathroom light was on but she didn't hear the sound of water.
Biting her lower lip, she entered carefully.
A warm light emanated from the massive bathroom while the ripples from the bathtub were reflected on the ceiling.
Zayn was leaning against the tub without anything on. He was enjoying the moment with his eyes closed.
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