Forced Bound Marriage Heir

Egotistical

Marcella smiled calmly and confirmed her glasses.

"Everything is ready and Auntie can wait quietly. I'll take care of my handsome niece."

Darma was somewhat grieved by the sadistic smile that Marcella let out.

At the same time Vansiska stared out the window and screeched.

"Why don't you make it all look like she miscarried, you're like cuvi's hand, grandma?" Vansiska looked at Marcella and Darma who turned to look at each other to the side.

Grandma breathed.

"I've tried it but, Alex is always by his side."

Vansiskan sighed.

"Do well?"

Marcella was grieving loudly and cleared her throat while running her car.

"You can't come with us if you still feel like the song is doing what it should and Grandma's planning." Marcella said firmly.

Vansiska chose silence.

Darma simply calmed down and chose silence.

In the plane.

Alex accepts Nayla's decision but won't let her go. Alex is a little bit jolted with Nayla's words and also Nayla's request.

Sometimes it looks selfish but, sometimes not selfish as well it makes Alex really feel should be able to be more detailed about Nayla.

Now he performs and runs the marriage behind the fake cheerful word in the world that sees and listens to him.

Alex wants everything he does to be easy but his conditions and people don't make it that easy.

Alex needs to think better. If Nayla now according to how when their second child was born or the atmosphere changes in the growth period of the child.

Alex leaned his back head comfortably on the back of the chair and began to calm down.

"Nayla now you feel nauseous or restless?" Della asked slowly as she examined the slight pulse and eyes of Nayla.

"No. I'm good."

"It's good that Nay, so keep me in your back seat." Nayla nodded with Della.

Della sat back in her place.

Nayla felt sleepy and wanted to sleep.

*

The plane landed perfectly and parked well. Nayla went down with Alex and was given a black coat.

"It's. It's cold." He said staring with sparkling eyes.

"Here there are many snacks right I want that there the same we have to walk2 to another place." Alex fell silent.

"Nay?" Nayla turned her head and showed her innocent and sweet face.

Nayla smiled as she pulled Alex's face closer and kissed her cheek right left. Surprised, silent in shock with a cheek kiss from Nayla.

Alex felt something strange.

"Eh. sorry." Nayla instantly turned her face and walked slowly away.

"That's pregnant women, the privilege is a lot so if you meet the fun part is good if you meet the mood drops, feel." Della explained while standing next to Alex.

Alex looks.

"I have to get her good mood going on." Della gawking.

"Basar bucin Foolish, Bulol." Zia brings Della's bag and Della carries Zia's hand to the gang.

"That's your boss!" Zia nodded while smiling casually.

Della is like that, likes to make Alex look bad and strange in front of his subordinates.

Alex also knows himself to be rubbed by Della. Let Della do it now Alex will repay her through her husband.

"I want that strawberry flavor." Alex nodded and ordered, and Nayla sat down and waited.

Alex came and saw Nayla standing leaning against her stomach and saw two young people sitting in her chair.

"Why?" Nayla approaches him before Alex gets angry.

"This is mine?" Alex nodded and handed it over.

Then another taste.

Nayla is happy.

"They're motion sickness and I don't have the heart to let him sit on my bench" he said casually as he ate his snack.

Alex understands and invites Nayla to sit down and find another comfortable place.

Being cool eating and also telling stories unconsciously Alex feels that the one in front of him is not Nayla but, uh, the pregnant mother with a lot of Mood changed at one time and it almost made Alex confused by the many expressions and feelings that were seen on Nayla's face and attitude now.

"I want to, divorce?" Alex fell silent.

"We're going to the hotel now." Flat and now Alex is very upset with Nayla's request that Alex can not grant.

"No matter what, don't discuss it" Alex said flatly and firmly.

"You do whatever you want it's my turn to ask that you can't do. You can force me to marry." Nayla pauses and chooses to drink and then eat until she drinks again.

Suddenly her tears came out and flowed while her mouth was chewing.

"Every moment of coercion and then you'll also say you'll part with me when you get that inheritance." Still chewing and crying.

Alex chose to be careful.

"Now I know I'm wrong wherever I am. You said you'd compensate after we signed the divorce papers but, I don't want that compensation I just want a kid, you get it and when I ask for divorce you hold me back, actually you want to be with me or this kid or my body."

Alex sighed as he sat upright, not relaxed as before.

"I'm claustrophobic if I know you only want my son, and then you dump me, I know I'm a village girl unlike your family even though living in your village still looks rich.

Nayla drinks her drink while wiping her tears.

"Alex help me..."Alex stood up and took Nayla's hand, grabbed her and took her slowly to her feet.

Nayla followed Alex.

At the same time, a beautiful woman walked in without looking and wanted to make Nayla hurt with hot soup.

Alex regains consciousness and pulls Nayla away to let the waiter go. But, it's not that easy.

The other waiter accidentally brought a cold drink and spilled it on Nayla's clothes.

"Haiist.. Sorry, Sorry!" the waiter was scared. Nayla smiled and shook her head.

"It doesn't matter I'm okay." Nayla said with a smile. Nayla stood up straight and looked at the servant who was turning pale.

When his hand was outstretched he wanted to touch his shoulder. The cafe waiter took a step back and moved his lips.

'Sorry.'

Nayla stared intently and her forehead shriveled, what does that mean?

The waiter suddenly convulsed and foam came out of his mouth.

Equally shocked and confused even some people who were there were silent confused.

"Suddenly he had a seizure." whispered one of the cafe's customers.

"Call the ambulance quickly." Shouted others quickly the servant was dealt with. Alex looked at the servant's face closely and saw this incident a little wary.

Alex feels this is not right better not to go back. Nayla had to be taken to the hotel.

"We go home now your clothes are wet, we'll order online if we want something else." Nayla did not want to argue anymore because she was confused about what now the incident made her in great shock.

From a distance an old man grinned widely.

"Lost forever."

"I'll get everything back in a minute Nayla will be yours, son."