Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband

I STILL LOVE HIM

💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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The car that drove Yara stopped at Miles' yard. He does not go home with Frey, because Frey suddenly has a sudden business at the office. Yara took a deep breath, staring at the luxurious mansion that was in front of her.

Bram got out of the car first, to open the door for Miss Miles.

"Please lady,"

"Thank you, Bram" said Yara, exiting the car.

"Hopefully your day pleases Miss Miles. If anyone needs anything, you can call me."

"Can you not treat me like this, sir." Yara stared lazily at the man who was around his forties.

Bram smile. "I've been paid to serve your needs."

"But I don't like sir, you're trailing my every step." Yara protest does not like.

Bramsa can understand the attitude of Miss Miles. Anyone who was in his position was certainly not comfortable being treated that way. But it's an order, Bram has to carry it out.

"If you don't need anything else, I'm sorry madam." Bram said at last. He smiled slightly while bowing his body.

Yara just took a heavy breath not giving an answer. He took a few steps back so that the car could turn.

Bram got back in the car and sat in the steering wheel. Then he stepped on the gas pedal to get his car out of Miles' yard.

After the car passed from before him. Yara did not rush in. He stood in front of the house that had a luxurious interior design. Yara looked up at the towering house. His gaze shifted towards the stars scattered over the sky. There was hope tucked away as he looked at the star. The most beautiful and empty hope he realizes. Hope realized that he would never meet someone he had longed for. There was a point where he knew he had to stop wishing. It was just that one promised word made Yara return to full hope. And make that hope seem never ending.

Yara breathed a heavy sigh. A breeze of peaceful wind blew on his face. Yara took another deep breath. I don't think time goes by so fast. Seconds change minutes, minutes change hours, hours change days and so do days change weeks. Yara hopes that her hope will soon be fulfilled. He believes Frey will bring him to meet his parents.

Yara smiled and walked into the house. He stepped in when Brigitta's mother opened the door for him.

"Good night madam" said Brigitta, looking down politely.

"Good night ma'am, you can rest now" Yara said smilingly and taking another step.

But Brigitta's call stops Yara's move. "Mistress,"

Yara turned her body to look at Brigitta's mother. "Hmmm? why ma'am?"

"This is the business card I found in your pants pocket." Brigitta hand stalling gives a business card that has an attractive Logo and in it there is contact information.

Yara smiled accepting the business card. "Thank you, Ms. Brigitta" he said, wiping the business card in his hand. Ethan's name and gold-inked phone number are on it.

"And Lady Victoria Miles is waiting for you in her room" Brigitta's mother said later.

Yara silently raised her face to look at Brigitta's mother. He stays in his place. The sound of even his breath was held in his chest. Clogged in there. He took a short breath and smiled towards Brigitta's mother.

"All right, I'm going straight there. Thank you mom."

"Sama-sama madam. Then excuse me madam." Brigitta's mother bowed her body in salute.

Yara simply nodded and smiled towards Brigitta's mother. He waited until the woman entered his room. Yara took another breath, then stepped towards Victoria's bedroom door.

Tok.dok...

Yara knocked three times on the door.

"Lake in!" Sounds strong from within.

Yara readies her heart. He did his ritual. Exhaling his breath through his mouth. Try stabilizing his breath to calm down. He opened the door slowly.

THE CZECH!

Yara saw Victoria sitting back and sipped the wine in her hand. His position was holding his feet up. Deliberately showing the shape of her thighs are tight and well maintained behind her miniskirt that grips narrow.

Victoria smiled sinisterly, staring at Yara from top to bottom. "You've come, big lady." Victoria deliberately pressed her sentence, as if it contained a tone of ridicule.

"It looks like you're so happy to be treated well by Frey and I heard you guys just got back from Japan. Does that mean you gave your heart?"

"As I see it." Yara answered with a calm face.

But not for Victoria. Hearing the mother's words, Victoria immediately picked up a bottle of wine and greeted the wall until it became flakes, the clink so vibrating the wall.

Yara was shocked and very surprised. The still bottle of wine flew up. Victoria rubbed her neck whose veins tightened, tightened, densely sunken.

The deafening sound stopped, now all that was left was a gripping sense of silence. A red pool dripped on the floor of the room. Yara looked at the shadow of the lamp above her, bright. Yara doesn't look like Victoria. His eyes are so sharp. He is like a human being of the devil. His hands look clenched, round. Not satisfied Victoria swung her hand and grabbed Yara's cheek, until Yara staggered back. Again Victoria slapped him for the umpteenth time. Highlight his sharp eyes as if they were able to pierce through Yara's heart at this moment.

"Don't call me mother, I've never accepted you as my daughter-in-law in this house."

Yara was silent with the position of holding her cheek, the heat of the slap that spread on her cheek left a huge pain. His ears were buzzing and his vision was still full of fireflies.

"You don't know what Frey looks like. He can do anything to make you love him. Every move you make is under surveillance cctv. That means you're not free."

"How can you say that? Frey really loves me. I can see that."

"Maha." Victoria laughed blandly. "really?" Victoria's smile suddenly disappeared. Face changed. "Do you know why Frey hasn't allowed you to meet your family so far?" Victoria said firmly with a serious look.

The deg!

Yara's heart was hit hard when she heard the last sentence. "What do you mean, do you know anything about my parents?" yara's eyes turned sharp.

"What's less clear? Frey can do anything to tie you up."

"Binding?" Yara laughed a little. "Of course Frey ties me to the marriage bond and I believe Frey never lies with her feelings."

"You're too naive Yara. If Frey really loved you, he couldn't possibly forbid you from meeting your family."

"Why are you acting like this Miss Miles? Shouldn't you be happy that Frey loves the woman of his choice." Yara stared intently.

"No. I'd never be happy if Frey loved a lowly woman like you."

"What do you really want?"

"Just leave Frey."

Yara closed her eyes, she took a deep breath that felt so stifling. "I'll never leave Frey. L loved her. So don't ever try to separate us." Yara got up from her seat wanting to leave the room.

"If you know the truth about Frey. Do you still love Frey?" Victoria said out loud and managed to stop Yara's steps. He was frozen and did not turn around, his steps were as fixated. His hands clenched firmly with Victoria's back.

"I will still love Frey" Yara said confidently without turning her back.

Victoria laughed again. "I hope so is Yara Wyanet." Victoria said with a smile of ridicule.

Yara clenched her hands and immediately walked out of the room. He went straight to his room.

THE CZECH!

Yara opened the door and slightly slammed it.

BRUKK!

Yara tries to control her feelings. He breathed his breath out. Victoria's words seemed to be dancing in her brain.

"Did Frey really hide something from me?" Yara took a deep breath and threw it out of her mouth. He closed his eyes tightly.

A split second Yara suddenly remembered the business card Brigitta's mother had given her. He took it from his bag.

"Yes.... Ethan's... Ethan must know daddy and mommy."

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