Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 571
Typically, Sarah’s space was a bit disheveled when she was preoccupied—melody drafts scattered across the floor, unwashed
clothes haphazardly strewn about.
However, Aziel meticulously gathered each sheet of paper beside the piano, placing them neatly on the shelf. None of them were
discarded.
He returned all the instruments to their rightful places. Sarah wanted to assist in cleaning, but Aziel insisted otherwise. With
gentle insistence, he urged her back onto the sofa. Then, he disappeared into the kitchen, returning with a small cake and ice-
cold drinks.
“It’s been such a long time since you’ve seen each other. I’m sure you have plenty to talk about. I’ll take care of these tasks
alone. You don’t need to worry about me,”
Aziel said, placing a fork on the table for Sarah. He played the role of a gracious host, acknowledging Ariana with a friendly
greeting.
Afterwards, Aziel made his way to the balcony to wash Sarah’s clothes.
“What a wonderful partner!” Ariana exclaimed. “Clearly, Aziel adores you so much.
He’s treating you like his own daughter,” she added, smiling at Sarah.
“Don’t tease me,” Sarah replied, feeling a bit bashful. But her expression suddenly shifted, and she leaped off the sofa, hurrying
towards Aziel. “I’ll wash them myself.

You don’t have to do it.”
Sarah took the bra from Aziel, her face turning red.
Aziel didn’t think it was a big deal. He spoke gently. “It’s alright, I’ll finish it quickly.
If you want to wash it yourself, you’ll have to toss it into the washing machine.
Since it’s your underwear, you’d better wash it by hand.”
“T’ll wash it by hand,” Sarah insisted, not allowing him to take over. She playfully smacked his arm and nudged him away from
the sink.
Sarah and Aziel engaged in their usual banter, a hint of jealousy lingering in the air.
Aziel stood by, watching as Sarah tackled the task of washing the clothes.
Afterwards, he assisted her in drying them and carefully applied hand cream, a gesture that held more significance to him than
tending to his own hands.
Meanwhile, Ariana, forced to witness their public display of affection, sat in the living room, leisurely sipping her tea. Envy
seeped into her veins as she longed for a partner like Aziel.
Unfortunately, she had Theodore, a partner who wouldn’t lift a finger to help with any household chores.
Thoughts of Theodore weighed on Ariana, leaving her feeling downcast and annoyed.

“Ariana, I’m going to prepare dinner. What would you like to eat?” Aziel approached, rolling up his sleeves and holding a floral
apron.