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"You get on, or should I persuade you again the way we did before?" Frans threatened, giving Veronica a sharp look.

"Okay."

With great reluctance, Veronica finally climbed onto Frans' back. In her heart, she prayed that Frans wouldn't injure himself carrying her.

Slowly, Frans stood up, carrying Veronica into the bathroom. Despite the difficulty, he managed to get his wife inside without any accidents.

"Now, you go ahead and shower, and I'll get our food. Maybe for now, we should eat in the room. I don't want you to experience any more pain." Frans handed Veronica a towel and a bathrobe before exiting the bathroom.

Veronica smiled and accepted the towel and bathrobe from Frans, nodding in agreement.

In less than half an hour, Veronica had finished her shower, and Frans, too, was ready. He was waiting by the edge of the bed, playing with his mobile phone. Beside him, there was a large tray with several plates, forks, spoons, and two bottles of mineral water.

Veronica walked slowly towa