Forced to Marry a Brutal Young Master

Chapter 42 My Wife

Abhimanyu sits in a prestigious VVIP club room in Jakarta.

Enjoying drinks that became his favorite when releasing tired.

There was nothing Abhimanyu did there, just drink and be quiet.

The owner of the Club came in and indeed they were business partners so it was quite familiar.

"Bro come on, can I bring you a woman?" ledek the owner of the club.

Abhimanyu replied by giving his index finger to his interlocutor as a sign of rejection.

"Come on Bro, Broken heart is not you!"

Abhimanyu did not speak the words of his friend.

"Bodong Duda Fundamentals!" sounds funny when that says a bule man.

"I'm not a widower, it's delicious!" Abhimanyu was upset to take his drink again.

"Where's your wife?" The Bule mocked Abhimanyu.

Abhimanyu could not answer he was silent.

"You're weird Bi, if you don't like your divorce. Your wife has left you!" The Bule was already caught off guard by the behavior of Abhimanyu for a year like a fool.

" Take care of yourself Bule Mesum!" Abhimanyu mocked the Bule with a sneer on his lips.

"OK, Ok, Please enjoy your drink. Call me if you need a sleeping partner!" The Bule left Abhimanyu with his mischievous words.

The Bule came out with a satisfied laugh mocked the irritated Abhimanyu.

Abhimanyu's phone rang.

A notification notification there is a incoming chat in wa.

The name of Kania is shown on Abhimanyu's mobile phone screen.

Abhimanyu chose to just silence the chat from Kania.

But chat streaks broke into Abhimanyu's phone from Kania.

Abhimanyu immediately grabbed his phone lying on the table with a drink.

Abhimanyu opens a chat wa Kania.

Abhimanyu stared fixedly at what he saw on his cell phone.

Abhimanyu reflex rubbed his eyes and looked back at him.

The woman who used to fill 100 days Abhimanyu.

The woman who was able to make Abhimanyu forget about Claudia.

Abhimanyu again brought his mind in the memory of their togetherness.

Remembering their togetherness during the first morning prayer.

The touch of Keysha's hand while kissing Abhimanyu's palm after the prayer. Making a sigh in Abhimanyu's heart.

Abhimanyu remembered when he often rubbed his wife's cheek when Keysha slept.

Abimanyi opens and plays the video Kania sent her.

It can be clearly illustrated how the eyes of Abhimanyu sparkled watching the recording of Kania's submission.

The woman who used to be sober, had a plain face, a sad eye and rarely smiled in contrast to what Abhimanyu saw in the video.

Abhimanyu's eyes seemed to not blink to see the video for less than 20 minutes.

Abhimanyu did not stop smiling fascinated by the exposure of women in the video.

Women are beautiful, graceful, independent, strong, tough, intelligent and characterful. Those words were so smooth Abhimanyu said.

No more plain face changing face with natural makeup that makes her beauty able to dazzle the eyes.

There was no more a look of sad eyes with sadness changing sparkling gazes and a face full of adorable smiles.

No longer a woman with a makeshift appearance, now her appearance is so graceful, beautiful and able to tease the instincts of Abhimanyu men.

Abhimanyu blushed when the last second of the video was finished.

How Abhimanyu with his longing that has been burning all this time, witnessed the priesthood and spoiled attitude of the woman in the video.

Then the last time the video showed the audience's response to the stunning look of women who were able to make an Abhimanyu a stupid human the past year.

Abhimanyu saw dozens of men's eyes so sparkling with the way his woman spoke that was so adorable.

Especially when one of the investors who came from Korea replied with a code of love signs to form a distinctive Love Drakor lovers.

Abhimanyu was not willing to see his woman being looked at with dozens of pairs of eyes with a look of wanting to have. The savage gaze of a man's natural instinct.

"I won't let her, she's my wife. I'll bring her back!" Abhimanyu gripped his phone rushing out of the Club in 45 spirits.

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