Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband

NEVER TO RETURN

💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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Victoria grew emotional upon hearing those words. He pushed Yara's body back.

"Who let you come here?"

Yara took her breath in annoyance, fixing her almost-falling posture.

"I don't need to ask your permission."

His emotions were further ignited upon hearing Yara's words. "How dare you."

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Victoria swung her hand slapping Yara's cheek so hard. The sound of a slap blaringly made Yara stagger backward until she almost lost her balance. Her cheeks left a red rash on her skin.

Yara touched her cheeks, her breathing was stingy as it held back emotions. He looked at Victoria with a sharp look.

"It's so arrogant of you jerk. Is it because Frey is being kind? And you're now a woman who doesn't know herself, are you?" victoria's words showed a glint of anger clearly radiating across her face. He was already really very upset looking at Yara's attitude.

Really he does not believe, he must be willing to come here to meet this damn woman. Victoria showed her annoyance, she vented her anger piling up inside the chest. Frey's unwilling attitude to listen to her, makes a plus to punishing this damn woman. This can't be kept quiet. He won't allow anyone to take Frey's heart. Frey is just his. Forever is only his.

"Now what do you want?" Victoria asked in a cold tone.

Yara tried to be patient, twice she was treated like this. His pride is like being trampled. "What do you mean?" yara said no less cold.

"Based on a lowly woman, dare you ask?" Victoria rebuked in an emotional tone.

"You're shameless, you turned Frey into a disobedient child. You don't realize, Frey never loved you. And one thing you need to remember, I just want a daughter-in-law who is our equal. While you? You're just a woman with nothing and suddenly you're into the Miles family."

Yara's hands clenched firmly. Her tears have slipped on her cheeks. He chose silence not to answer.

"You don't deserve my son's love, until whenever you can't, Frey never loves you." Victoria said cynically. He doesn't care, he's really emotional.

Yara could only stay still and lowered her head, trying to hold back her tears from falling down again. But Victoria's words hurt her heart. He really could not endure his sadness anymore.

Frey ran out looking for Yara. Twenty minutes he was waiting for her. But Yara didn't come back from the toilet.

"Remember the jerk woman, you're just a lowly woman who doesn't deserve my son's love. Stop dreaming of being Miles' mistress. Leave Frey!" Victoria said firmly.

Yara raised her face, looking at Victoria with a look of hatred. "What if I don't want to do it?"

"I don't want to know, leave Frey and go far. Don't let Frey know you're gone and disappear and never come back....!" victoria said in a threatening tone.

Frey's already come in to break the door down rudely. Make them surprised. Yara saw Frey come in. Whether you're happy or not, Yara feels protected.

"What are you doing?" Frey looked at Victoria. As much as possible he dampened his emotions so that the office did not cause a commotion. She knows what her mother would be like if she was angry. He was willing to embarrass himself.

Victoria turned her face to look the other way. He ignored Frey's words.

"Jawab me mom! what did Mommy do to my wife?" As gently as possible, he repeated his question.

"Wife?" Yara's eyes blinked rapidly.

"Mother wanted to drive him away, make him realize that this place was not worthy of him" Victoria replied coldly and stiffly. He wasn't looking at Frey. He just stared cynically at Yara who was looking down. Victoria stepped closer to Yara and pressed Yara's arm with her index finger.

"Don't make your theatrics. Look, before you came, he threatened mommy. Now, in front of you she's pretending to cry to get your attention" Victoria said when she saw Yara crying in front of Frey.

"Mommy....!!!!" snapped Frey. "I don't want mommy to cause trouble in this office. Now, better mommy go home."

"What's? Mommy home? You don't realize whose company this belongs to? The one who should have gone was him. A j*lang woman who doesn't know her origin."

Frey closed his eyes, saying that Victoria had hurt the woman beside him.

"She's my wife. The woman who is now your son-in-law. What's the reason mommy wants to kick him out?" Frey said with a confident look, that this woman is his wife.

While Yara was in the middle of her pretense, silently staring at Frey. His soul trembled with a turmoil of feelings that he could not decipher.

"Alea? who else is Alea?" Yara muttered to herself.

"Alea of my past, I don't want to talk about her in this discussion, don't even mention that name in front of me anymore." Firm Frey. Although the tension of his face was clearly visible.

"Did I not hear wrong? Frey forgot Alea? I know very well how she feels about Alea. This can't really believe this."

Victoria felt defeated. He eventually dies Frey and Yara feeling upset. His mind raged over what was really going on with Frey. Why Frey can change so quickly. While he knows Frey if he already loves someone and has hurt him, he will not easily fall in love.

Frey stepped closer towards Yara. He saw Yara's cheek had a red rash on her face. Frey knows, it must have been Victoria.

"Now come with me!"

Not wanting to linger Frey immediately grabbed Yara's hand. Putting her fingers between Yara's fingers. Yara's heart was pounding. He just kept walking in the footsteps of the man. All the sense of instantaneously raged within him.

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Frey returned to the room that read the CEO. He brought a container containing ice cubes. He asked her to go to the pantry.

THE CZECH!

Frey walked into her room and saw Yara sitting on the sofa bowing her head.

"Yara?"

Yara turned her face away not saying a word. He was too nervous about this situation.

Frey approached in front of Yara and sat down beside her. "Let me check the bruises on your face."

Doubtfully Yara sat facing Frey holding her painful cheek. At least he appreciated the effort of the man sitting next to him.

Frey raised Yara's chin with her hand. He looked seriously at Yara's face. "Let me compress" said Frey, taking the container with the ice cubes.

Yara could only remain silent. But not with his heart continuing to pound so strongly due to this closeness.

"So I went to the pantry to ask for this. Hopefully this can help" Frey said with an expressionless face. He began compressing the bruised part of Yara's cheek from the slap.

Yara simply complied, She looked at Frey in silence. Yara tried to muster up the courage to ask. But his tongue was like a sigh and could not bear to ask. Yeah at least ask about a woman named Alea.

"You want to ask?" Frey said on the sidelines of his activities.

Yara blinked as Frey could read her thoughts. He shook his head quickly. Yara realized, they were not as close as she thought.

Frey paused his activity and lowered his hand. He looked at Yara again. "You must be asking why I'm not close to the woman who gave birth to me." Frey's words were so soft and calm.

GLAKES!

Yara looked into the eyes of Frey who wanted to speak. Suddenly the feeling was not good. But he remained calm.

"After daddy died, I hated mommy" said Frey, looking straight at Yara. "But I have to be honest with you. At least you know how I can hate your father."

Yara did not reply, she kept silent and kept staring at the man. He felt nervous as Frey began to catch his breath and talk. Frey put the container containing the ice cubes on the floor.

"When ..I was in junior high school, daddy left me forever. Not because of illness or accident. But he died of murder."

Yara's face changed. "In-killed?" he said with a surprised expression. "Is daddy the culprit?"

Frey lowered his head and paused his sentence. Then exhaled a short breath, looked at Yara and continued her sentence. "After I investigated daddy's death. It turned out that Erland was not the culprit and that incident was already a part of the past that I had to forget. And I don't have to explain it anymore. I'm obviously sorry for all this."

Yara squeezed his hand. He was too afraid to say it. "But can you explain a little? why can you be sure of that."

Frey took a heavy breath, then said. "At the time of the murder, daddy called your dad. Your father was recorded cctv holding a knife stuck in daddy's chest. When I find out the truth again. That previously he met someone and after it was traced that the perpetrator was actually daddy's own best friend."

"So it wasn't daddy?" tanya Yara was overwhelmed with happiness.

"Hm...I'm sorry for this misunderstanding."

Yara's teary eyes winked softly. He opened his mouth without making a sound. His heart is so happy. That means he will be free from the entanglement of this false husband.

SERIATE.....

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