
In Ivy's room, Lala lies surrounded by her three daughters, telling how she is trapped in a forest of escape attempts and all things about kidnapping, yes, he felt that there was no need to be covered from his adult daughter, because of the curiosity of his three daughters, and only limited to ordinary kidnapping stories without relating who Kevin was, and who his grandfather Alen was.
The door creaked open, Lala's eyes widened as Vino in Kevin's sling patted Kevin's cheek. Lala jumped and immediately approached him with her three daughters who did not want to lose.
Glancing at Kevin's eyes for a moment, the man nodded and smiled full of warmth where his lips trembled.
"Vino," Lala noticed how her son was perplexed, perhaps Ars took very good care of her, her cheeks getting cubby in just a month. Lala's left hand held onto Vino's armpit, her right hand stroking Vino's head which was her smooth and warm hair.
Kevin noticed how the woman's eyes trembled and condensed, with a look of novelty, touching very carefully to his son as if his son was a precious crystal vase that when touched a little could cause cracks. Lala's right hand arm came into contact with Kevin's chest while taking over Vino, Kevin so felt a full vibration back then.
Now the woman restrains Vino with her stifled moans, making Kevin's heart ache, why the woman had to go through this, not wanting him to see the woman in such pain. Nothing can separate the happiness of his family anymore.
Kevin's body grabbed his daughters who hugged his mother and his sister, it was very long, and his daughters also cried because of the moans of his mother.
Kevin's heart throbbed, he wasn't whiny, but when it came to his sons and the woman he loved, his heart became so sensitive, even slashed by the slightest groan when it came to his family.
His family is in his arms at this moment. When one looks from a distance now, perhaps his family seems whole, harmonious and complete, but, his ex-wife who continues to rebel and continue to separate herself as hard as she is glued with love.
It should be like this Complete, no one should separate us, no. Lala, please come back, for the sake of this wholeness. If you don't want to, I'll force you. You were born just destined for me, no one can touch you. Even just your thoughts I can't think of another man, I swear. (Kevin)
Lala looked up as her daughters carried Vino to the bed, while she was still at the door, "I want to breastfeed Vino, please come out."
"Ba-be, we can fix it. It's so beautiful." Kevin softened his voice after glancing at his sons and daughters from afar.
Lala glanced over the bed. "They're the most beautiful gifts, Kevin, I know, too," a dimmed gaze, touching Kevin's biceps, "but, not for you and me. Please appreciate the decision I made. Don't even care about my decision? I don't think it's love, but you're too obsessed with me?"
Kevin swallowed the shock lump from Lala's statement in response. Her lips were shaking, hands were squeezing.
I won't let you make your own decisions. Won't allow it. You just need to listen to me. Following all my orders. Because I obviously know what's best and I'm sure you can't live without me. (Kevin)
Lala was stunned as Kevin quickly pulled her head and kissed her forehead as if to flush her dead heart, and then left to close the door.
Lala's body froze, afraid that her heart was stirred again by the flush. One clear liquid fell into the corner of his eye. The faster he gets away from Kevin the better, even he can't control his own heart, from a slight sense of wanting ...
No, this can't, won't come back, don't go back, not point.
Please heart, don't wrestle with me, you're mine, don't-don't you dare fight me, Kevin hurts you, it'll be good you have to close it, don't you dare peek, don't dare peek, there is no kasian - no sign...
"Mah mah," said Vino, Lala looked up leaving a stare from the wooden parquet floor, this was her home first, and now it wasn't, she had to quickly leave Kevin's residence.
Breastfeeding, lactating, lactating, her son. His fingers stroked his eyebrows, temples, cheeks Vino alternately.
Oh why is it so similar to Kevin, even his gaze, netra deep blue, you photocopian Kevin, my son .. mamah hope your attitude is far from arrogant, you can not be like papah, son.
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Later that night, Lala falls silent in front of the pool, and Pedro's uncle will pick her up tomorrow. He will meet Ars to settle Ars' dispute with his father, and he will have to leave Vino for a while.
Suddenly Kevin comes carrying two coffee-scented cups, vanilla and sits in front of him.
"Kevin, you haven't slept yet" Lala stared at the sleeping robe Kevin was wearing, it was a gift from him on Kevin's birthday. Then glanced at the milk in front of him with the scent of vanilla, hoh Kevin always brought this when he wanted to sleep.
"I didn't put anything in it, do you think I splashed some medicine?" Kevin nodded and laughed.
Furrowing an eyebrow, "I don't think that way." Grabbing the handle of the cup, the left palm clinging to the cup, Lala carried the glass to the front of her nose, inhaling, the scent instantly flying between the hoses of her brain.
Kevin stared at the elegant gesture, things always made him fall more in love, especially when the lips were stuck to the end of the cup, although the dim still so elegant his elbows floated in the air.
Why the woman's humility always prying her brain, remembering how Lala used to visit the parlour every week, and always participate in social events, the woman rarely wants to shop for herself ... hardly ever even.
The woman always used a monthly ration for charity events. All the clothes were prepared by a special designer, and the woman never complained and was very obedient. Even the woman was not a fan of bags, shoes, luxury, unlike the young actresses who always tried to tempt her to get those luxury items.
Why not like other women who love luxury and rare gemstones and then show it off to her friends. What is the brain actually?
And now, the woman was not the submissive person she used to be, now looking more robust, as if to show that Lala had stood on her own feet. Did I hurt his pride?
"Kevin?" Lala looked at the dreamy Kevin, the man continued to glance at the pool, as if there was something interesting there. "Tomorrow at noon, I'll go with dad's friend."
"You're stubborn," Kevin watched Lala closely. "If you want to stay where Ars is, we go together. You should know it's not a woman's problem."
Kevin let out a long sigh, "and there was Bella, I took Edric there, so you don't get me wrong about it." Kevin felt he had to clarify that, lest the woman he loved think wrong about him.
Lala's eyes grew bigger, "Bella?" his voice was suffocating, barely coming out. Not wanting to meet Bella, it hurt her too much. Why did Ars take Bella? fucking life. "I don't care, want you to live with Bella, I don't care, it's none of my business."
Kevin stared intently when he heard the desperate strands at the end of Lala's words, the woman bit the tip of her lips with eyes looking disappointed, well right guessed, it's not wrong the woman still loves him. Kevin smiled bitterly, biting his inner lips, why did the woman not want to admit it.
"Ars mendandra Alen, Edric and ..." Kevin did not continue his words. Bella steals his important documents, not directly, but she finds out it's James's men under Bella's orders. Even Bella already knows the location of the white tiger headquarters.
"Sucks," Lala muttered so small and Kevin heard it, for the size of others it might not be audible, but his sense of hearing was three times more sensitive than that of a normal human. He could hear every movement, and exhale even a few meters. Checking the level of lies and differences in one's sentences from his breathing.
"Kevin, what did you do to my father? did you tell my father to kill someone?" Furrowing her brows, Lala stroked her goosebumps, her fingers numb, the iron chair she was sitting on was like a frezeer and her teeth were clenching, beginning to shiver.
"Follow me, if you want to hear it, or do you want to freeze to death here?" Kevin steps towards the glass door and Lala follows him.
In a private room, Kevin takes his ex-wife, turns the chair around, "Sit down, mistress ..." Kevin's voice trembled and Lala snickered as Kevin with a grin grin winked.
Just this time, Lala entered this room for the rest of her life. Everything with a big computer screen, maybe twenty, and Kevin's fingers are very agile whether there are many buttons in his movement. Lala watched closely the way Kevin attached fingerprints, drew special patterns, and even the man looked down close to the eyeball on some kind of scanner.
Kevin glanced at Lala, the woman gaping, but a few seconds later closed her mouth and turned to look the other way nervously scratching her forehead, when the woman knew she was being stared at. Kevin held back a smile, funny as the woman.
Lala glanced at the several cctvs behind her, all of these houses, and the other two parts, like two other places that were different locations, like not here. It all contained a well-built man, and there was Mr. Parker, as if he was conferring on a round oval table.
"Are you surprised?" Kevin whispers behind Lala's ears, the vanilla scent of Lala's hair disrupts her receptors, very sweet.
Lala felt the heat of Kevin's big hand covering the top of the head, Lala looked back but the man stood up again, and Kevin's hand fiddled with the button again. The strong natural fragrance from Kevin's body lurked behind him.