Conqueror of the Casanova

Bab.41 Pamit

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Gio followed Diandra's steps, they went hand in hand because both cars were in the hotel.

"Today it looks like I'm going home late, because there's something I have to do outside" Gio said.

Diandra stopped her steps, then looked at her husband with an illegible look in her eyes. It all lasted only a few seconds, until he finally chose to continue his steps.

"Whatever," he answered later.

It didn't take long, they had already arrived in front of Diandra's hotel. Gio held the hand of his wife who was about to go to the hotel area, inviting Diandra to pull over for a while before leaving.

"Don't think that. I came home late because there was something urgent," explained Gio, looking warmly at his wife's face, he seemed to understand that at this time Diandra was thinking all kinds of things about him.

Hydra frowned, she tried to take her hand out of her husband's grasp, her gaze was all around, looking around the two of them.

However, no matter how Diandra tried, his neighbor was so different from Gio that he could never let go of the man's hand.

Some of the people who were seen passing through the two, seemed to steal glances, while whispering to each other softly, talking about the relationship between Diandra and Gio.

"Ck, release!" diandra said, full of emphasis.

Gio smiled meaningfully. Not fulfilling the request of the wife, he was getting closer to his body.

"I'll miss my wife's fierce face, this. Akh, I don't think I want to go," he said, a little exaggerated.

Diandra even felt more careless with all the words of her husband. Even without him noticing, his heart felt slightly warmed up.

"Don't talk nonsense. I don't care if you want to fuck or not."

Diandra spoke clumsyly, while glancing at Gio at a glance, then re-routed him in any direction.

"really? Akh, unfortunately now I'm not interested in all that," said Gio, teasing Diandra a little.

He really did not care about the strange gazes of others who were looking at the two of them. Gio wanted to follow his wife's wishes, to ignore those around them.

His current goal was only to melt Diandra's heart and solve all his problems. No matter what the people out there say.

Although, in the heart there is still a desire to clear the name of the wife who has been full of gossip. However, as long as Diandra was still strong enough to survive all that, she would also ignore him, and focus more on the others first.

"Here you go, I'll go to the office" said Diandra, pushing Gio's body closer.

The woman grew more alert, as Gio seemed to not want to let go.

Gio smiled inwardly, when he saw his wife's worried face. He knew that Diandra actually still had a taste, even though it might just be stored in the chest.

"All right, I'm leaving now. Don't miss, yeah." Gio moved one of his eyebrows up and down.

Apparently, he was still not satisfied with tempting his wife.

"Never!" diandra said, while jerking her husband's hand and turning to go to the hotel.

However, Diandra had not been away, quickly Gio immediately stopped the wife's arm, until with one movement now Diandra was in his arms.

"I love you," muttered Gio, before peeping at his wife's forehead.

Diandra stood stiffly, with widened eyes, feeling a warmth that had long since not dissipated from him.

For a moment, he even seemed numb and lost consciousness. Because, a movement arrived at her husband that she had never expected before.

Gio smiled wryly, looking at the reaction of the wife's body. Before Diandra realized all that, he immediately released his wife's stiff body, then walked away.

"Byeah, honey!" yelled Gio, resuscitating Diandra from her shock.

Diandra blinked her eyes, hearing the voice of the man who had stolen a kiss on her forehead. He stared intently, with eyes that were clenched firmly on both sides of his body.

"Basic jerk man!" detestation later.

He turned around and immediately walked into the hotel, with a face that appeared to display a tinge of red. Either because of anger, or something else.

That was all, clearly heard in Diandra's ears. Even so, he just glanced without wanting to chim in the words of his hotel officials.

One of them was from the talks of several hotel employees who had just arrived at the office, before Diandra entered.

"Well, it looks like he's already got a new prey?"

"Really, who?"

"That's loh, the big boss who owns the hotel is not far from here."

"Ah, who used to come here yesterday, to meet that woman huh?"

"Yes, it seems like they are closer now. The proof, I just saw them talking together in front of the hotel."

"I even saw them hugging, then the man kissed Diandra's forehead."

"Gosh, do you know? Said the man was a female player, he often changed partners just to satisfy his naps for one night."

"Well, it turns out they are a compatible couple, the male is a female player, while he himself .. akh, you know for yourself, how our boss' secretary is."

Their conversation came to a halt as, Diandra who had originally just stood behind them and listened to all the ugly words about her, stepped past those employees.

"You come here to work, not to gossip!" he said sharply, without seeing any of them.

Walking with a typical style that looks graceful and haughty at one time.

Some of the employees who were there were looking at Diandra with pale faces. Because, before this Diandra had never reprimanded them directly.

Usually Diandra would just ignore them and walk by, without words. But for now, I don't know why she couldn't hold her mouth to speak.

Either it is not resistant to all the insults that exist, or maybe there is something else that disturbs his heart. It seems Diandra himself doesn't know why.

Arriving at his desk, Diandra sat down with a rough movement, until the chair sounded squeaking. That clenched hand, he placed it on the table, with his eyes staring in annoyance in any direction.

The shadow about Gio's treatment just a moment ago, and also the conversation of the employees, seemed to revolve around exploring every memory in the head.

Making it seem like he can't think clearly, so he just pensively on a chair, with a straight forward view.

"Have I been wrong all this time, for letting them talk about me?" mumbled wailing.

I don't know what the woman is thinking right now, it's just the uncomfortable feeling in her heart, making her piqued.

"Forth, Diandra," said Romi, who had just arrived at the office.

There was no reply from the woman in front of him, making Romi frown. Not usually the boss disguised his secretary, looking pensive, until not aware of the arrival of someone in front of him.

"Dian?" he asked again, shaking hands in front of Diandra's face.

The woman, opening her eyes, seemed to have just come to her senses from her long daydream. Glanced at Romi at a glance, then leaned his back on the chair.

"Where have you been? So focused, you didn't realize I was coming and sitting here" Romi said.

Diandra clucked lazily, hearing his brother's joke.

"Until Singapore!" origin answers.

"Here, I don't want to talk to you anymore" he said again, flicking one of his hands in front of Romi's face.

"Idih, who again snarls. So exciting to not want to be disturbed," booed Romi, as he stood up again.

"Awas, over time daze, you will be caught by a demon upset," continued Romi again, as he passed to his room.

"Damn it!" cebik Diandra, staring at Romi.

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