Arrested Married CEO

Arrested Married CEO
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Daffin's reply so poignant that I can't do anything. I was silent when he left me alone in the room. I can't even move my legs just to catch up with him.


I don't know what really happened to me? I only intended to trap Daffin in my false love, instead of trapping myself like this. Why is things in reverse? I felt guilty for keeping my distance from her.


I had to rack my brain to help me to smooth out all my revenge plans, but I also seemed to have to lock my heart tightly so as not to be easily swayed by Daffin's jokes.


I don't have much time, I don't want to stay here too long. I must find the cursed marriage book and free myself from this strange entanglement.


I half ran down the stairs to catch up with Daffin when I heard the roar of a car coming from Daffin's car leaving my house.


As soon as I got to the door, it turned out that Daffin was gone. The car is no longer visible.


What shit!!! I had been careless and let go of one of my golden opportunities. I don't know when I'll get another chance like this, because I'm sure Daffin will definitely return to his house later tonight to see Reena.


***


Love is confusing. Like an endless labyrinth that can mislead you if you make the wrong move and choose the wrong path.


That afternoon, I kept thinking of ways to get Daffin back to my house so I could get close to him and get the marriage book.


"Young lady, what do you want to eat this lunch for?" rania asked, her soft voice was like blowing my ears and making me realize.


"Make me a crab of oyster sauce with a lot of sauce and make it very spicy, very!"


Rania looked at me in surprise, but I didn't intend to explain anything to her. Let him drown in his curiosity. Most importantly, I've found a way to bring myself closer to Daffin. Even though I have to lower myself a little.


***


The slightly crowded streets of the capital made me a little late, even though my driver had already driven his car at high speed.


"We've arrived, young lady," The driver stopped his car in front of a building standing firmly in the middle of the city.


I opened my car door before the driver got off and opened it for me. "No need to come down, sir! You can come back, I'll be here and go home with my husband."


The surprised face of the driver made me hold back my laughter. Not only was he surprised by what I said, I was also quite surprised by what I was doing right now.


However, the rice has become porridge there is no way I can return it to rice again. It is better that I step up and continue with this uneasy intention of mine.


When I got to the lobby, I saw Shaka looking through a document with some of the staff who seemed quite competent.


Not wanting to interfere with his work, I also chose to rotate my body in another direction so that it is not visible to the kanebo man. Unfortunately I was late, as it turned out that Shaka had already seen my arrival.


"Madam!!!" call Shaka. "You here?" ask again.


I turned around and saw Shaka standing right behind me, his hand outstretched as if it was about to touch my shoulder. "Who do you think? My spirit's been floating up here?"


Shaka smiled cynically. "The spirit is only for those who are not breathing. Have you stopped breathing, young lady?"


"My breath has been taken over by your Plankton boss." I picked it up as I walked past Shaka.


I know, this aggressive attitude of mine attracted the attention of many people because their views were all directly on me. Perhaps, it was strange for them to see me interacting with a stiff man like Shaka.


"Hey, why is your face like that?" I stopped my steps and waited for Shaka's answer.


Shaka's body approached me and got closer. His long hands stretched out to grab me. I don't know what's going to happen next, but I'd better close my eyes so I don't have a heart attack.


CLIQUE...


The sound of a button on tap directly guided me to open my eyes. I saw Shaka standing back in his position with his stiff and flat face.


"Do you need anything, young lady?" he asked, as if he had never done anything wrong to me.


Doesn't he realize that he made me misunderstand?


"No!!! I don't need you to follow me either! I'm not carrying anything valuable. I just brought this." ketusku while showing the lunch box that has been prepared by the cook hired by Daffin.


The frown on Shaka's forehead shows that he wants to know what I brought for Daffin, but his lips are tightly locked to the point of not being able to ask to satisfy his curiosity.


"I .. brought poison to stop your boss's breath." I raised both my eyebrows to tease Shaka.


His sharp gaze lifted and focused on me, but believe me I'm used to it.


TRINGS...


The elevator door opened at the right time. I got into the elevator and closed the door quickly. However, Shaka manages to hold her back with the tip of her shoe that is like Aladdin's.


"Don't make trouble here, young mistress," threatened Shaka with a flat face like a motorway that only he had.


If only, his face was not handsome. I'm sure there won't be a single woman willing to see it. But it could also be because he felt handsome, so Shaka was acting haughty like that. Ah, I don't know!


I observed Shaka's body now behind me after he caught up with me in the elevator. If you look more carefully, Shaka is no less handsome than Daffin. His body was tall and stocky like Daffin. It's just that he has a typical indigenous face. Without blue eyes and blond hair. The shape of his jaw was also different from that of Daffin, but the masculine aura still emanated from his face and demeanor.


"Be careful with your views, young lady," Shaka said with a still focused view ahead.


'Where does he know I'm watching him?'


I tiptoed to look at the tip of Shaka's back head. Mana knows, in the back of her head she put down a surveillance camera that kept an eye on me.


Shaka's breathing made me startled and aware that my movements were in his monitor.


"What else? What am I wrong again?" I asked as if I had never done anything wrong.


"There's nothing wrong, young lady, all the truth is yours."


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