Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband

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💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

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Yara kissed Frey's lips briefly. He rushed down from the bed while carrying his phone out. While outside the room, Yara opens the message and.....

The deg!

Yara was wide-eyed when she saw on the screen her cellphone had listed a name that once filled her heart.

"Ethan?" Yara spoke without making a sound.

Reflek Yara stared at the door of her room that was already closed. He also stepped quickly down the stairs while hugging his phone. Up to the bottom floor, Yara stepped towards Brigitta's mother's room. He opened the door slowly so as not to make a sound. He closed the door slowly, as soon as he got in.

"Hkk!!!" Yara gasped as she held her chest when she saw Brigitta's mother in her room.

"Miss Yara," Brigitta frowned looking at Yara.

Yara put her index finger in her mouth. Gesture to not be noisy. "Sssstttt.mom's voice, someone will hear it."

"Huh?" Brigitta was confused. "What did the lady do? do you need anything?" Ask Brigitta.

"I just borrowed mom's room for a bit" Yara replied.

Again Brigitta's mother frowned. Feels weird. "What's miss for? isn't there a lot of rooms in this house? Why the room in the kitchen?"

"Emmm...Emm..." Yara scrunched her face. His heart was beating fast at this moment. If Frey finds out he's in Brigitta's mother's room, Frey may be suspicious. Frey has given him confidence. Don't just because he gets a message from Ethan, he gets into trouble. Yara quickly turned her head looking for a reasonable answer.

"I actually want to call a friend. I know what Mr. Miles is like. He has not allowed me to contact anyone." said Yara with a face that is clear, her face pursed while playing her fingernails. "Can I use mom's room?"

Brigitta's mother nodded in understanding. "alright. Please miss."

"If Mr. Miles is looking for me, just tell him I'm preparing breakfast."

Brigitta's mother nodded with a smile. "Well miss."

The middle-aged woman left Yara in the room. Yara exhaled with her mouth as soon as the door closed. He held his chest that was beating fast. Her breathing was still stained, yet Yara tried to calm down. He took a long breath again. After being calm enough, Yara tidied her hair and sat down on the edge of the bed. Yara stared at the screen with her eyes squinted. Get a message from Ethan. He takes the initiative to contact Ethan. Yara immediately pressed the call button.

Once, twice, up to five times. The call came in, but it wasn't picked up.

Yara frowned, staring at her phone repeatedly.

"Is Ethan still sleeping?" whispered Yara staring at the flat screen that was still open position.

Suddenly the phone rang. Instantly, Yara's face brightened.

"Hallo?" Greet Yara quickly as she shifts the answer button on her phone.

"Sorry Yara I just woke up."

"Ohhhh." Answer Yara calmly. Although he could not cover up his nervousness.

"Yara, how are you?" Ethan asked with a smile behind the line. She was so happy that Yara finally contacted her.

"Good news. What about you Ethan?"

"My news is good too."

"Ethan, isn't there something you want to tell me?" Ask Yara to the point.

"Hmmm. I have so much to tell you, Yara."

"What's that?"

"Can we meet?"

"Ethan, sorry, I've been busy lately. I can't."

"really? you busy?"

"I ..."

"Is it because your husband won't let you out?" Sela Ethan quickly before Yara continues her sentence.

The deg!

"Why not talk now?"

"I can't tell you over the phone. Especially if it concerns your family. I want us to talk directly." Tukas Ethan's.

Yara smiled, her heart touched as Ethan talked about her father and mother. He couldn't lie to himself that Yara missed them so much. "Are they okay, Ethan?"

"If you want to know how they're coming..."

"I can't." Yara answered quickly.

"Did he forbid you to meet them?"

"Do you love her, Yara?"

"I don't think I need to answer that."

"Of course you need to answer. If not, you better not. Frey's not a good husband to you."

"Ethan,"

"I said seriously, Yara, it's not about 'cause you were my ex-boyfriend. It was just a pretext for you to answer my question earlier. If you're not sure how you feel, leave Frey. Don't let you regret everything."

Yara furrowed her brows. "What do you mean?"

"Better we meet Yara, I'll tell you everything. Meet me at Cafe Value at 11."

"But Ethan....."

Tut!

"Eth....Ethan ... Ethan...hallo...?"

Yara stared at her phone screen. Ethan turned off the phone. Yara breathing riled.

"How's this? What does Ethan mean? Should I go see him?" Yara said while pacing indistinctly and tapped on the phone in her palm.

After struggling with his thoughts and feeling quite calm, he came out of Brigitta's mother's room and stepped leisurely. Brigitta's mother looked towards Yara. With her cleverness Yara managed to catch her breath so as not to look nervous. But anyway, this action has always been the most stressful scene for him. At least today Yara should be able to find a reason to get out of this house. Yara has to meet Ethan.

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After finding the right reason. With reason Yara lately often complains of unbearable menstrual pain when her monthly guests come. He also had to meet with a doctor who used to handle it. And it turns out that it was true, the effort did not betray the results, finally Yara was allowed to go out carrying her own car without having to be accompanied by a bodyguard. Yara is grateful for that, initially Frey insists on accompanying Yara to meet with Obgyn's doctor. Yara refuses because she doesn't want to interfere with Frey's work.

Yara made preparations in a hurry. Feeling anxious, Yara immediately got out with her luxury car leaving the Miles residence. His mind dissolves in his last conversation with Ethan. What really happened to his family. Is there something Frey has hidden from her? Why would Ethan urge her to meet him today?

All those questions just popped up and played on Yara's mind. Now he just wants to quickly meet with Ethan to ask for more explanation.

Yara finally arrived at Cafe Value on time.

TUK TUK TUK

Yara walked elegantly towards the door that read open.

"Good day, miss, did you make a reservation?" Ask a servant who is standing guard at the entrance.

Yara smiled gently. "On behalf of Ethan?" The answer.

"Oh, Mr. Ethan. Please come through here, miss," the waiter pointed the way.

"Have any guests on Ethan's behalf arrived yet?" yara asked following the footsteps of the servant.

"Sir Ethan is waiting for you, miss."

"good. Thank you." Thank you."

The waiter escorted Yara to a table close to the glass, on the indoor side.

Ethan was already there. Ethan has not changed at all, from the look he always looks handsome using a shirt with no motive. Her skin was white with her hair neatly combed. His face was glowing when he saw Yara. He reached out and invited Yara to sit in front of him.

"Please sit down, Yara."

"Thank you" said Yara sliding the chair and sitting in front of Ethan. "Now tell me what you know about Frey? Why can you be sure that Frey's not a good husband to me."

Ethan smiled as he brandished his hand gesturing to the servant who was standing not far away from them.

"How about we eat Yara first. It's time for lunch."

"Sorry Ethan, I can't take long."

"Calm down, you'll be back in time."

"I can't wait, Frey will suspect me."

"When are you going to be like this? You're not the Yara I used to know. You're turning into a cowardly woman. If Frey loves you, he won't make you like this. Do you realize, Frey's trying to ensnare you to be a stupid woman."

The deg!

"What do you mean?"

Ethan smiled folding both his hands on the table. He looked at Yara with a stern look. "Freys ...."

SERIATE.....

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