I'm Grabbing your Husband Candidate

Cathrine's anger

...CHAPTER 5...

...Cathrine rage...

"I'm full enough!" Devan rests his back on the dining chair while rubbing his own stomach. "Haaahs... Maybe later I can't walk the cusp of my stomach full!" his chatter, which he suddenly burped loudly in front of Silvia, turned his face red in shame.

Silvia laughed amusedly at Devan's funny-looking facial expression.

Yes, after finishing two dishes of fried rice made by Silvia, Devan gave up because his stomach was no longer able to hold food. The man immediately went to the office and said goodbye to Silvia and thanked her very much for the breakfast she made and Silvia responded with her sweetest smile, as if she was happy to have married Devan.

In the car, Devan re-awakens that the ban on eating rice in the morning has been violated without Cathrine's knowledge. His future wife is indeed protective even things that Devan likes before must be avoided. For the sake of keeping Devan's body from spreading again. Devan had wanted to taste one plate of fried rice made by Silvia, but apparently his stomach still wanted to add more. Really, Silvia's cooking made her addicted to it until her mouth didn't want to stop chewing.

"Darkl.." Devan breathed out quite heavily. "I admit Silvia's cooking is really very delicious, if this continues I can be fat again, because I can not resist my own food n*fsu.." he lamented while shaking his head. "I'd better refuse if he offers me another meal!" his determination was round while nodding his head.

Devan also drove his four-wheeled vehicle quite fast after knowing that his working hours were quite late. After arriving, he rushed into the office of his company. Suddenly he was surprised because his secretary called him and told him that Cathrine had been waiting for him from earlier in his room.

Devan reached into his cell phone he noticed there was a five-time missed call from Cathrine. Turns out Devan's phone ringtone is still silent and forgot to set it again. Devan rushed into his room. There Cathrine was already standing restlessly near her desk.

"Darling... I'm sorry I just found out if you called me just now, my phone was silent from last night.." he said.

Devan closed the door of his room and quickly walked over to Cathrine. When Devan wanted to hug his future wife, Cathrine instead pushed rough wide chest Devan. Staring resentfully at the handsome face of the man who these four days will be her husband.

"Why, what's wrong, my dear?" her question was astonished that Cathrine refused in the embrace.

"Why?!" his jolt repeated Devan's words in a high tone, while folding his hands on his chest. "I'm the one who should be asking you, why are you lying to me, Dev?!" the upset. Cathrine clenched her hands tightly, she was already unable to hold back any more anger towards Devan.

Devan frowned with a clueless look. "Look you? Lie what? Since when have I lied to you, baby?!" it's us who don't realize that Cathrine actually already knows Devan's marriage.

"Don't make a show in front of me Dev! I know that you're secretly married to another woman, right?!" spray Cathrine, her breathing was heavy, her heart was upset because Devan seemed to play with the marriage they had planned for a long time.

Devan was wide-eyed, his face instantly turning deathly pale. B-how could Cathrine possibly know if I was married? it's in the heart.

"Em, I-Dear what do you mean?!" she was nervous as she reached for Cathrine's hand. But Cathrine quickly brushed it off again.

"It! Look it! These are your pictures, aren't they?" Cathrine showed Devan the photo she sent to her phone last night. Devan was again surprised by his hard-earned gulp.

W-why is there a photo of me with Silvia on Cathrine's phone? Who sent it? Did Silvia do it herself?? the question is in the mind, getting more restless. But that's impossible, I've forbidden her from spreading this marriage! Devan was getting tense, his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Now explain all this to me! If these wedding photos aren't true, are they Dev? Answer me!!" jerk again. Cathrine retook her phone in Devan's hands, urging him to be honest. Cathrine hopes all the photos are just the psyches of netizens who want a career and good name down.

Devan stared at Cathrine's face and her two burly hands slowly touched Cathrine's shoulders. With a single deep breath and exhaling it slowly, Devan asked Cathrine to sit down first and talk it over together with a cool head. Devan was born from a good family, and lying is despicable. Even if we cover up the lie, it will all be revealed in the end whether it is in the long term or near. So there's no harm if Devan tells the truth from now on, rather than later he has to feel agitated throughout the day because he keeps the lie.

"It's quieter now, right?" devan asked as she slipped the child's hair Cathrine into his ear. Cathrine nodded, her heart a little calm but she was still curious about the truth of the photos.

"Let's answer Dev, you haven't explained the photos to me yet." he urged again but his voice was now slower and not as stiff as before.

Devan lowered his head slowly and grabbed Cathrine's hand. "But you have to promise me, you have to stay calm, baby." pinta Devan with her pushy gaze.

Cathrine breathed out her breath. Then nod in response to agree.

"Now you listen to what I'm going to explain" Devan said in a slow tone and seriously impressed. Cathrine took it seriously as well. "I am, I am married." she said.

"So, so in the photo it's all true, Dev??" Cathrine rounded her eyes in disbelief. His eyes are hot.

"Yes, Cath.." nodding Devan almost inaudible. Cathrine got up from her seat, but Devan's hands immediately held up.

"Cath, honey..."

"You lied to me! I hate you, Dev!" again, the voice of Cathrine now sounded vibrating.

Devan hugged his future wife's body tightly. "Listen to me Cath, this is not what you think. The woman I married was the one I accidentally hit two weeks ago. You have to trust me, baby, I have no intention of betraying you. But the woman had no one else. So I tried to take responsibility for him, besides that his leg was also injured so that he could not walk because of me.." he admitted all his mistakes. "I'm sorry I didn't negotiate this with you before. I'm just afraid that you won't agree, I beg you to forgive me." he said again with a pounding heart. I hope Cathrine will forgive her, and will accept her marriage and will not leave her because she married another woman first.

Cathrine took off Devan's embrace. "You're so mean to me Dev! You should ask me first! Now where does the woman live? Does he live with your parents? How did your parents respond after they found out you married her?" he asked a lot of questions.

"My father and mother don't know that I'm married to that woman either."

"What's? They don't know Dev?!" Cathrine gawking.

Devan nodded lethargicly. "Dear, I'm not ready to say it honestly. At first, the woman forced me to marry her. And I also have no choice but to take responsibility for what I have done. On the other hand, I do feel sorry for him." Devan explained, sighing long, a little relieved because he had told his future wife honestly.

Cathrine grunted in annoyance. Turned his angry face away from Devan. His hands clenched tightly over his thighs, restraining the already mounting anger.

You shameless, shameless bastard, how dare that woman force my future husband to marry her. I wonder what the hell that looks like? It felt like I was going to slap her face, or pull her hair until the roots were removed from her head. It is clear Devan Alvandra is the future husband of Cathrine Angela who soon, my name will be more famous in all corners of the world. His chest was roiling hot.

Seriate...

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