12 FORMER

PART 28 PRESS CONFERENCE

Kent smiled back in angled smiles. “Fortunately no.” He was silent for a moment and continued talking. “Today where are you going? I still have an operation schedule. I'll drive you home?”

“I want to be here,” my whine wraps hands on his spoiled arms.

“Cannot. Later caught by people,” he said removing my hand grip softly.

I pursed my pouting lips. Just about to step up, Kent suddenly turned me over with one hand, holding me in his arms. “Later if you are married, you must stay here forever.” A kiss landed sweetly on my lips for a little while. I love it, this chest feels like it's pounding with excitement every Kent touches me.

Half a day at home, bored. This morning, done driving me, Kent went straight to the office. Leaving a small kiss on my forehead.

Shocked in shock when the door of the house was knocked several times. I thought Kent was coming. It turned out..was surprised to find Fint, looking at me with a hostile face.

Instantly it also turned into a smile, “Honey, there is an important event in the office. Quickly change your clothes, and and beautiful yes,” he said my chin is flirtatious.

My eyes were full of hearing he said just now, but I could not refuse his invitation this time. I walked reluctantly towards the room, preparing myself.

I took my dresser, my knee-length white dress, a gift from a sponsor 8 months ago, I chose it as a dress code. I polish my face with thin make up. I let my long hair down just as beautifully as I got a shampoo advertisement casting for the first time.

The iris of his coffee eyes looked at me fixedly, a happy smile painted from his handsome face. She took my hand and said, “Cantik. Pretty bang.” Pulling me into his arms, while dipping me thin. “I love you, Yes.”

The deg!

Shocked at his words just now, like there was something hidden from his heavy tone.

Sure enough, when we both arrived at the podium, 100 eyes looked sharply at us. DSLR Blitz lights highlight alternating glare. Their camera lenses shot right at us both, taking pictures from different angles of the sides.

The lentic eyelashes blinked slowly, the corner of his eyes glanced at the man sitting next to him. “Fint, what is this?”

Fint smiled back briefly. “You forgot. Next week is our wedding day. I'm holding a press conference for you,” he said explaining what's happening in front of me right now.

I clenched my lips without comment. Next to Fint's hand squeezed the back of my hand gently, as if he intended to calm the tension I was feeling right now. Of course, I was very tense and also shocked to face the news search crew who were so enthusiastic about asking questions.

Fint began to talk, he explained about the wedding preparations and the wedding date that will be held in the next few weeks. My lips were like a mute, only able to hear him speak without being able to say a word. My brain was empty, my vision was suddenly blurry, my head felt like it was twitching. Suddenly cold sweat dripped on the temple, I felt nausea, the stomach was wrapped around like constipation.

“Why, dear,” he said asking a little whisper

“My stomach hurts.”

“Hah, pain.” Both of his eyebrows were shocked. Fint hurriedly ended the question and answer session, whistling led me to his office. Let me lie on the couch. “You all right?” his face looks worried.

“Fint, take me home.”

“Rome,” chirps Fint a little surprised, then he smiles mysteriously. “Darling, sorry I couldn't deliver. Let the driver drop ya.”

I nodded slowly. “Iya, it's okay.” Get off the couch with Fint standing up.

“Can.”

“Awhile, I phone the driver first.” Move take the phone and call. After turning off his phone he moved back to me, “I've called. Let me take you to the parking lot.

“No need. I can walk alone,” I replied weakly.

“Serious. Or need I call the driver here.”

“It's okay. You just continue again. I'm okay.”

Fint let out a short sigh, then landed a small peck on my forehead. “OK, be careful on the road. Don't get too accomplished, remember the little one,” he said rubbing my stomach dear.

I reply with a slow nod. Letting her go left me alone in this room.

Raindrops drenched my hair that was tangled when this leg came down from the taxi. Yeah, I'd rather take a cab than get between Fint drivers.

Tok.. tok.. tok.. kuke to slow down the leaves of the black-painted mahogany door. Waiting for someone to be willing to open it, without intending to knock a second time. This foot turns about to step away, if the owner of the house does not come out of his residence. I was almost desperate, until finally the voice called my name softly.

“Nesya.”

I slammed into the chest I was waiting for, hugging it tightly.

“Hei! What's up?” asked the man, hearing his voice made me feel calm even though a trace of anxiety haunted my feelings, now. “Log.” Slowly taking off the embrace, leading me towards the guest chair. We are sitting next to each other now, in a house that is used to being quiet and quiet.

“Kent,” I said calling his name slowly.

“Hmm...” the answer mumbled softly.

Iris my eyes stared at both of her eyeballs. “A-have you seen?”

“See what?”

“Conference presku,” says I admit.

Kent was silent, not answering a word. Tears began to pool in both of these eyelids.

“I'm sorry Kent. You angry?”

Kent rubbed his face once, sighing softly. He fused his fingers to form a fist. “No, that's your decision.”

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