Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband

RICE IS PORRIDGE

💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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Once it was safe enough, Yara stepped back towards the pantry. Make coffee for him and Mr. Miles. His sleepiness instantly disappeared, when he met with Rhanie. There was a sense of happiness that he could not explain. And there's a curiosity he can't cover. It's only been three months since I met Rhanie. But Rhanie's been giving me a surprise. Various questions came to his mind.

"Rhanie and James are engaged?"

"But since when did they know each other? Three months it is impossible for them to steadily continue the relationship to a more serious stage."

"And Rhanie never told me about the men she was close to." Yara spoke to herself while stirring the sugar and coffee in the glass. Suddenly he remembered the words of Rhanie.

"But what does Rhanie want to say, why is he apologizing?"

"Ohhh...." Yara brushed off her bad prejudices. He finished his activity and walked with a tray and two classes on it containing two cups of coffee.

TOK TOK TOK

"Excuse me, sir." Yara peeked at the end of the door.

" Ehm, come in!" said Frey from the inside, he still looks serious with his files.

Yara scrunched her face, seeing that the food was neatly served on the table.

"Who is this much food for?" Yara muttered to herself. He stepped closer to Frey's desk.

"I'll make you coffee, sir." Yara said with a brief smile.

"Ehmm, thank you Yara." Frey said a glance.

"But sir, who is this food for?" Yara asked a little scared. He was afraid of being too lazy to ask.

"For us."

"Jeez? for us?" Yara's face reddened as Frey said 'We're'

"Aren't you eating yet? Now come with me, we'll eat together." Frey got up from her seat and stepped towards the sofa.

While Yara let out a breath from her mouth slowly. Feeling free from this tense situation. But, if not, he must eat. Yara was also very hungry. He took a breath, raised his face and gave a faint smile. This method is so powerful to cover his nervousness.

"I want you to sit next to me." Frey said expressionlessly.

And then Yara's heart was hit hard.

"W-what?"

"Sit next to me!" Frey patted the sofa right next to him.

The deg!

The deg!

Yara's heart beat again when she heard that. "I can sit here, sir." Yara pointed at the sofa right in front of Frey. A subtle way to refuse.

"I don't like Yara to argue. Sit beside me!" This time Frey's intonation pressure was so firm.

"Gosh, what am I thinking? Remember Yara, you are just a slave to pay off your parents' debts. So don't think about the non-no."

Yara repeatedly took her breath, and slowly stepped onto the sofa. The closer to the sofa, the faster his heart was triggered and he looked nervous. Yara took a deep breath to fill her lungs with oxygen, but she was getting harder and harder to breathe.

Frey ate first. However Yara only flinched while sitting next to Frey. He even saw the food in front of him.

Seeing that Yara did not want to eat, Frey began to get upset. "What by looking at that food, can you fill up Yara? Do you want to be bribed?"

Hearing that quickly Yara flicked her hand quickly. "No sir, I can eat by myself." Yara started to eat for him.

Seeing Yara's behavior, Frey involuntarily smiled. "Sometimes I want to take you to a restaurant I used to go to. The food is delicious there and you'll love it."

Yara just kept quiet and didn't answer. He chose to enjoy his food. I don't know what Frey thinks. Suddenly he kissed Yara's cheek.

The cup!

Yara froze, still digesting what was happening. Yara's eyes suddenly rounded. He was in shock instead of playing, then turned his head and looked at Frey who was looking at him so deeply.

DEG...

Yara's heart was immediately pumped beating faster, her blood seemed to flow rapidly to make her cold hot when she saw that gaze was different from Frey's usual gaze.

DEG!

The words that came out of Frey's lips made Yara even more shocked.

"What's? This jerk likes me?" The sentence continued to be repeated Yara in her brain. It's crazy, totally crazy.

"How could Frey like me? is this part of the plan? make me love him and end up throwing me away?"

Honestly, Frey is handsome. All women must be crazy about their good looks. And me????? Yara immediately brushed off that. He knows two things. First, Yara is just a girl who married out of debt. Second, their marriage was invalid, because Frey was not the man who promised at the altar with her. And all this can't go on. Frey's ultimate goal is to avenge himself from the Wyanet family.

So, Yara still has a sane brain, not that easy as she believes in Frey's confession. Yara laughed blandly. He thought the words that Frey had spoken were just a joke. Yara came back with her food.

"I'm serious Yara." Frey said while holding Yara's hand to make Yara jerk. He looked at Frey's eyes, which suggested seriousness made Yara more agitated.

"I can't." Yara pulled her hand and got up from her seat. "I want to go home."

"alright. Let the driver take you home."

Yara did not reply, she immediately left Frey in the room.

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Frey forgot the coffee Yara had prepared for her. Two hours had passed after Yara asked to go home. Frey took a deep breath, then rubbed his face with his hands. He stretched his muscles, then looked at the ceiling of his room. Trying to forget the gripping night. It was too late, the rice had already become porridge and Yara could not figure this out.

Huuufff! Frey took a deep breath. He tries to calm down. Even if he knew it would be hard to do that. After being quiet enough, Frey finally leaves Miles' office. He drives his own car. It didn't take long, Frey arrived at Miles' side.

Victoria smiled wryly as she tossed the cigarette pack after passing it one and then burned it, sucked it quickly and exhaled it quickly as well. Like someone was hunting him.

"You're home yet?" He asked as he exhaled a puff of smoke into the air.

Slowly Frey closed his eyes and looked back at his mother. The thing she hated the most was seeing Victoria smoking. Victoria smiled cynically, She sucked it back and threw it into the air. Victoria was enjoying a cigarette that she said could soothe it. Suddenly Victoria coughed. Frey could see that Victoria wasn't good at smoking.

"Did you do it on purpose, Mom?" Frey asked to put her hand in her pants pocket.

Victoria laughed a little. "I haven't tasted the pleasure that drives away the anxiety I used to tell you about, Frey. He said by sucking this...." Victoria looked at the cigarette on her finger. "I can relax, Frey."

Frey took a deep breath and looked at Victoria for a moment. "Do what makes you calm and happy." He also stepped out of the living room.

"What's? You bratty kid Frey. You're going crazy! How do you think of your mommy like this!" Victoria cried out in the silence of the night.

Frey didn't care, he just kept stepping out of the room.

" Look at Frey, what I'm gonna do next." Victoria said with her hands firmly clenched. A glint of anger was clearly visible in his eyes. At first he wanted to get the attention of Frey by upsetting her heart. It turns out that everything that is done is in vain.

While Frey stepped towards his room. He opened the doorknob slowly so as not to disturb Yara who was already asleep.

Frey stepped in...

DEG...

When looking at the sleeping position Yara curled up on the sofa. Frey's heart was filled. He approached, his sleep was so calm, his breathing sounded stable. Her hair was flowing upwards. Frey squatted down looking at Yara even closer. He seemed hypnotized to look a long time towards the face of the woman who is now his wife. Frey smiled faintly. Paying attention to every curve of Yara's face that was so smooth. Her beautiful eyes, her well-groomed eyebrows, her lips are pink and her body is so alluring.

Frey deliberately punishes Yara. By sleeping with him to get close to him. He smiled and pulled his hand back, when he wanted to touch Yara's face. Frey is afraid that Yara will wake up and realize their closeness. Without a second thought Frey finally chose to give up, he lifted Yara's body like a bridal style. Take him to the bed.

Frey's eyes were rounded when he realized his position. Yara hugged her neck and muttered indistinctly.

"I'm not stupid..." Yara muttered.

When Yara's body position is on the mattress. Yara turned her body around, she brought Frey sideways in her embrace.

"Ohhh...." Frey swallows his saliva, then tries to get up from there.

"I don't believe you...." Yara is back.

"Shhhh....Ssshhh...." Said Frey slowly, so that Yara would fall back asleep.

Yara seems to be getting comfortable. He calmed down and stopped being delirious. Getting the chance, Frey got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Yara's body fell asleep sideways. He looked at Yara's face again, then pulled Yara's shoulder. Changing the sleeping position of the woman to a comfortable recumbent and set a pillow on her head. Then cover Yara's body with a blanket and say.

"I'm sorry Yara...."

"I'm really sorry."

SERIATE.....

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