I'm Just a Substitute Doll

Because You!

Yelena lifted the washcloth that had fallen on the puddle of water as a result of Aunt.

Wetter.

Water drops slid off the cloth like raindrops. It's as if the water doesn't want to be separated from the rest of the herd down there.

Yelena took a deep breath.

Finally cooking was delayed by a few minutes to clean the chaotic kitchen.

"We cook with potluck ingredients.."

"What's Sean's favorite food?" ask Yelena.

"Den Sean is not a picky eater" replied Auntie.

"Ok, let's just make some fried rice.."

Yelena immediately rushed when she saw the clock that kept turning it showed at 6 less than 15 minutes.

Deftly he cut the sausages and also the vegetables. While Aunt prepared the spices.

"Den?" said Bibi.

Sean, who was sitting at the dinner table, gestured for Aunt not to tell Yelena of his presence. Aunty nodded then resumed her other work and deliberately left Yelena.

It was only Yelena herself in the kitchen, and Sean was sitting at the dinner table not far from there.

Sean looked at Yelena from back there. She looks like a wife serving her husband.

Sean grinned.

"Unfortunately it's just bullshit" he murmured.

Sean refuted his chin on the table while looking at Yelena who was busy with her wok and sutil.

It's like watching a funny scene in a movie. The corner of Sean's lips started to rise. His cheeks formed a lump like a bakpao. Yeah, he's smiling.

And the one mopping over there was also smiling. Yes, Auntie also misses the smile of her young master very much. The last time she smiled was the day before the engagement, three years ago. After that was only the gloomy face he always showed.

"Aw~"

The sound made Auntie shocked. No exception to Sean. Sean immediately got up from his seat and walked over to Yelena. He pulled his hand. Fresh blood came out, dripping from his finger.

"Basic sloppy!"

"O-Sean? since ka~"

Their eyes meet. This time Sean did not avoid his gaze.

"Eat him don't be careless..!" sean snapped his finger on Yelena's forehead.

Yelena rubbed her forehead. He starts to get emotional. He's moved. Sean looked into his eyes, and did not avoid his gaze. Although his speech was taut and cold, but he could feel the worry in his words.

He pulled his snot that almost came out.

He hid his tears that had reached his cheeks.

"You crying? is that sick?" ask Sean.

Sean reached for Yelena's chin and lifted her up so she could face him. She's stunned. Is the jolt too loud? or is his hand still hurting? He started thinking hard.

Sean wiped off Yelena's tears, then kissed her forehead.

"Ma-I'm sorry.I'm too hard to flick you,"

"No. no! not because of that!"

Yelena shook her head and shook her hands in front of her chest. Then turn his face away. Does he have the right to make a statement? thought.

Sean frowned. Then he held onto both of Yelena's shoulders. With a slight bow and bowing of her head, she looked at Yelena.

No. gabe. Her tears are getting louder on her cheeks.

"If you don't say it, how do I know what happened to you!?"

"That's because of you!" his answer is on the sidelines as he pleased.

"What are you possessed of? why do you care?"

"And why don't you avoid my eyes?" continued.

Yelena lowered her head, her hands not stopping to hit the man's field chest.

Sean breathed his heavy breath. Then he caught both hands of Yelena who kept attacking him. He cornered Yelena to the kitchen counter.

A kiss landed right on Yelena's lips. Sean *********** several times. And Yelena pushed him as Sean tried to slip his tongue.

Both breaths were snarling. Sean looked into Yelena's eyes deeply, making Yelena even more goosebumps unaccustomed to her gaze.

"Because you're my fiancee" Sean said.