Conqueror of the Casanova

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Diandra exhaled violently when she saw again a bouquet of flowers on her bed.

It had happened for the umpteenth time, and it had been repeated every day since he had returned from the S country.

Gio continued to try to reclaim Diandra's heart in various ways, the man was really not unyielding, even though everything he did was still ignored by Diandra.

Actually he is also heavy to do this, what else in the midst of his current condition that is pregnant with Gio's prospective child. However, it seems he still needs time to make peace with his own disappointment.

Diandra took the bouquet and read the message inside the card.

I'm sorry, honey. Please talk to me again, don't take me like this.

That is the word written on a cream colored paper with dried flower ornaments on each side.

Diandra inhaled the flowers in his hand, although he finally put them back on the table, then he left it in the bathroom.

Honestly, actually she also misses her husband very much, even every night she often deliberately approached her husband in order to be hugged by Gio.

Diandra seemed to be sitting pensively on the toilet, his memory returning to the present days, how Gio tried to persuade him to forgive his past.

Honestly, the common sense can indeed accept all of Gio's past, because the most important thing in the relationship is about Gio in the present and the future.

However, his heart and feelings continue to feel pain and disappointment for whatever reason. If at this time someone asks him why he is angry with Gio, maybe Diandra will not find a definite answer.

Because it is a matter of feeling that is sometimes difficult to describe with words, unlike common sense that can be expressed through logic.

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"Cie, it seems like someone has been a fan of this secret, now every day someone must send flowers or chocolates at our table, Dian," Tia teased, when I saw Diandra just sitting at her desk.

Diandra simply exhaled a rough breath before finally letting it go, unwilling to open and accept it. Although actually in her heart she felt happy to get more attention from her husband.

"Ck, don't be noisy, Mba!" Diandra replied casually, then sat down in her work chair.

"Don't sell too expensive, Dian. Later taken by new people feels lost. Guys are also tired if they have to keep chasing, without any reply," said Tia while chuckling softly.

Diandra fell silent, Tia's words did have a point, all this time Gio who always chased after him, while he never struggled for their relationship.

That is how every day Diandra continues to get various gifts and seduction from her husband. Even one day at lunchtime, suddenly Diandra wanted a shaved voice, he was fiddling to make a story in a short message, and only a matter of minutes, the spirit was already in the hands of Diandra.

Of course Diandra knows who did it. So he did not hesitate to accept and eat it. In fact, even though Diandra was living in Gio, Gio still never tired of doing good to his wife, and making sure all Diandra's wishes are fulfilled.

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The bus drove quickly to where the family gathering took place, Diandra sat pensively by the window, her mind was not at all calm, not because of the plans she had made for Mely, Sintia, and Eric, respectively, because he gave it to Randi.

Because of her pregnancy Mama Hana forbade Diandra to get involved in all the plans to dismantle the cheating three friends. However, now somehow his heart feels restless.

"Dian, how am I supposed to see the boss's car in the back? Does the boss want to join our show?" asked Nina who was sitting next to Diandra.

Diandra looked at Nina at a glance, then looked back, two cars behind them, it was like the husband's car was following.

Diandra then picked up the phone in her bag, staring at her husband's number on the contact, though she eventually abandoned her intention to ask. Diandra prefers to contact Randi through a short message.

Meanwhile Gio who was in the car looked agitated, afraid to miss the bus car that was boarded by his wife.

"Don't go too far, Ran. We're closer" Gio told the assistant.

"We're just two cars behind. He said he didn't want to be found out?" cebik Randi stared at his chatty boss. Whether it had been how many times Gio had taken along their journey this time, Randi's ears had even been hot to hear all the insignificant chatter from his boss.

Gio did not reply he just exhaled a rough breath while leaning his back.

The sound of incoming messages on Randi's phone distracts the man. However, Gio again did not care, until finally Randi thrust his phone at Gio once saw the name on his phone screen.

"What?" Gio who did not know Randi's intentions instead looked at the assistant's face confused.

"Diandra sent a message, tuh," replied Randi with the phone still in his hand.

"Well, why did he send you the same message? Is my phone dead?" gio asked while taking his phone which was still in his pocket.

"No, my phone is fine" Gio answered his own question.

"Try to open it, he also does not know if you open my phone," said Randi origin, he was back busy with the streets in front of him.

Gio nodded, he then took Randi's phone and opened the message from the wife.

Diandra: [Ran, you followed our bus, huh?]

Gio frowned at the message sent by his wife.

"Ran, I think we got caught. Diandra has seen our car," said Gio limp.

"Yes, just answer what it is." Randi said very casually, without knowing how Gio currently feels.

"But, will it be found out that dong if I reply?" gio said he was doubtful.

"Let's not get caught" replied Randi.

^^^Randi: [Yes, we have a job not far from your family gathering place]^^

Gio smiled as he got a reasonable enough reason.

Diandra looked at his phone when the incoming message notification sounded. He then looked and nodded his head, although he was silent and noticed the writing paid for his phone.

Diagra: [Oh.]

"Just, oh, doang?" annoyed Gio when he saw a reply from Diandra.

"Good to reply, usually he just sends two-handed emot cupped by the doang," replied Randi.

"Then anyway? Isn't it lately that you're discussing plans for tomorrow's family gathering?" gio asked staring in full search at the assistant.

"We're just talking about work, see if everything's still there. You stay scrol up," replied Randi staring at the middleman beside him for a moment.

Gio seemed to actually read every message sent by Diandra to Randi, until the man was now busy with Randi's phone in his hand.

Randi only breathed a rough breath while rolling his eyeballs, when he saw Gio's possessive attitude towards his wife.

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