92. Intimacy on the Hospital Bed

"Are you mad at me?" Gabriella asked when it was only her husband and herself in the room.

"Why should I be angry? I know you did it because you love me," Max said, looking warmly at the woman sitting on the side of the bed.

"But you don't seem to believe me," Gabriella said with pursed lips.

Seeing that adorable look, the man automatically smiled. "Why do you think like that about Julian?"

Gabriella's eyes started to spin around, looking for the first sentence to explain. "Do you know that in your father's house there is my mother's piano and trophies?"

Max spontaneously raised an eyebrow and blinked flatly. "Is it true? I haven't been there in a long time."

Gabriella answered with a nod. "Do you think it's possible that Julian wasn't suspicious when he saw them?"

"Thinking of that sly old man's demeanor, he could have lied to Julian by making up excuses."

Knowing that her analysis was not accepted, the woman's breath came qui