Duplicate Daddy

New Apartment

Frey returned Jillian's laptop. He has completed booking airline tickets for some of the people in question. He was about to return to his room to prepare, but Jillian prevented him.

"Sir Frey sure you have to go home tomorrow?" ask Jillian.

"Yes, Jill. I leave tomorrow morning. Why the hell?"

"Son doesn't want to walk with me? We go to a cafe or restaurant just hang out."

"No, Jill. I'm sorry." Frey just left Jillian. He must be consistent with his words. Let Jillian be free.

Entering the room Owen was waiting for him. He seemed to be sitting on the bed. Frey and Owen were in the same room.

"The flight ticket is ready. I'll be back tomorrow morning" said Frey.

"Hemm, Frey can I ask you something?"

"Tell me!" Frey packed up some of his stuff so that tomorrow morning it's not too late to go to the airport.

"Do you like Jillian?"

Frey stopped his activities for a moment and looked at his best friend. He was reluctant to discuss Jillian again. Anyway, it's all over. If there were no Max between them, Frey and Jillian would have been in a relationship more than friends.

"Frey, answer me!"

"Farewell, Owen? It's all over." Frey folded up some of his already clean clothes.

"What do you mean, Frey? Aren't you going to continue the relationship after talking to your parents?"

"That's never gonna happen, Owen. Jillian has decided not to vote for me or Max. She wants to focus on finishing her education and getting into her daddy company."

The deg!

Max, who happened to be about to enter the room, was interrupted upon hearing the conversation between Owen and Frey. He had to immediately meet Jillian who happened to be in his room.

Tok to tok.

"Who?" ask Jillian.

"Max" he answered.

Actually Jillian was reluctant to talk to the man, but this was her family home. He should respect his guests.

Chequek!

"What's wrong?"

"Can we talk for a second?"

"Please! Near the pool if you want." Jillian doesn't want Max to go into her room.

"All right." Max went to the pool first. While Jillian was still tidying up her laptop and putting it back on her desk.

"Others I want to talk to you about?" said it.

Jillian rushes out of the room and crosses paths with Darsh and Glenda who have just returned from the funeral. The two were astonished to see Jillian who was in a hurry.

"Where are you going, Jill?" ask Darsh.

"Meet Max, Brother. He wants to talk to me both."

"Hemm, go!"

Glenda and Darsh to the living room. Jillian has arrived at the poolside chair. There is a gazebo, but Jillian is lazy to sit with Max.

"What's wrong?" ask Jillian.

"Is it true that you won't choose me or Frey?" search Max.

"Sorry, Brother. It's not that I don't want to choose any of you. I think your friendship is much more important. My presence will make your lives fall apart. So, I've decided. Sorry, sister," replied Jillian.

"Max, where are you?" ask Owen.

There, Frey, Justin, and Owen have sat down with Glenda and Max's family.

"Swimming pool, Owen. Looking for fresh air," he said reasoned.

Jillian was not present at the forum. He was still in his room and was reluctant to go out.

"Grandpa, we're getting a flight tomorrow afternoon. I hope Om, Auntie, and the others can tell. Our work in Country H was amazing. We can't leave him for too long" Darsh said.

"Hemm, be careful, Darsh. Do not forget to visit the Grandpa often," said Denzel.

"Good, Grandpa. We will do it" replied Darsh.

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A few days ago being at the Damarion family home left everyone exhausted. Not only Darsh, Glenda is the same. This time they returned to their new apartment, which Glenda's parents had given her.

After opening his entry using the code, Darsh helps Glenda pull some suitcases. There are some rooms there. The largest one, it was the main room. Glenda pulled out her suitcase and stuffed it into the room. Darsh is still stuck in the living room. He had to do what he hadn't thought of. Glenda is back. She saw her husband still sitting there.

"Darsh?" call Glenda.

"Hem."

"The suitcase immediately take it to the room. I'll help you arrange it" explained Glenda.

"Where's my room?"

"There." Point Glenda at the main room.

"Isn't that your room?" search Darsh.

"Oh come on, Darsh. We're husband and wife. How could we sleep in a separate room? Aren't you worried that my mom's dad or dad and my mom are coming and seeing us in a different room?"

The deg!

This is what I'm worried about. It was not that Darsh did not want to live in a room with his wife, but that the man was not used to sharing a room with her.

"Darsh, you better rest in the room. I'm going downstairs for shopping" said Glenda. Her new apartment is empty of food.

Darsh leaves after his wife leaves for a while. He went into the main room to see the atmosphere. The room is quite spacious and very interesting. The size of the bed is also king size, Darsh does not have to worry about sharing the bed with his wife.

Long wait for his wife who never returned. Darsh fell asleep in bed exhausted. He did not realize that his wife had returned. Glenda fixed her husband's sleeping position and enveloped the man because his room AC had been turned on and it was quite cold. The surprised Darsh even pulled Glenda into his arms. Of course the man was also a little surprised.

"The lace?" Darsh lets go of his embrace.

"sorry. I'm just fixing your blanket, Darsh. I didn't mean to disturb your sleep."

"I'm the one who's sorry to surprise you, too." Glenda got up from the bed. He was about to return to the kitchen to prepare the food, but Darsh prevented it.

"Here just for a second. I want to talk to you" said Darsh.

Glenda was still on the bed with Darsh still lying there, while Glenda was sitting next to her.

"Do you want a baby?" ask Darsh.

Glenda looked at her husband's face. He doesn't know whether to say he wants to or not. Nor will he force Darsh to do his first night that's been delayed for a few days.

"I don't know yet, Darsh. We just live this life together. At the very least, we should continue together like grandma's last request."

"Well, I'll do it when you're ready" said Darsh.

Glenda let out a long breath. The wedding felt very strange. Not that he demanded to ask for his first night, but he was just trying to convince himself to stay with Darsh.

"When you're ready, I'll be ready, Darsh, too" Glenda replied.

Imagining a beautiful wedding was far from Glenda's thought. He hopes Darsh can behave like a man in general, but the reality is that it is difficult to deal with him. Glenda needed to learn many things to conquer her husband. I don't know who he should learn from.