I'm Not a Backup Womb

Spying Ddebby

I'm not a Reserve womb

The Part 168

"For Debby." His face while smiling at me.

"Morning, please come in! Mother is inside." I said and passed him, But he stopped me by blocking my hand.

"I'm not looking for Mommy, I'm looking for you." The answer.

"Can't say it don't use hold-hold." I said I pulled my hand from her violently.

"What else do you want, I told you, don't bother me." I said with emotion, how not, after sending his mama and papa now he himself who came to disturb me.

"I want to be with you Deb, please forgive me and we start over. If you want I can divorce Linda."

"How many times do I have to say, I don't want to, I can't, and instead of yesterday telling me that I love other people, I'm in a relationship with someone else. Don't be so stubborn!" My firmness.

"When do you lie when you have a partner? I followed you this month and no man has met you other than atmajaya, your parlour donor." Apparently, yes, indeed Mr. Atma had come here without Bu Widia a few weeks ago, he discussed the problem of stabbing cases and asked me to forget the case. I was confused, because I did not mind the case at all and considered it purely an accident.

"You spied on me, Mas? Huh huh?Obviously you didn't see it, that guy doesn't live here, but in the USA. And right now I'm trying to pick her up so don't make me late. MOVE OVER!" Assertiveness

"USA? What do you mean she is...?"

I left him with a million questions clearly visible on his face. I don't give a shit. The most important thing right now is to get to the airport, because I'm already too late.

At the airport, I rushed down. "I've transferred sir, thank you." I said to the taxi driver, so rushed I forgot to bring my wallet. Lucky there's an M-Banking app on my phone.

After descending, I entered the airport area, I smiled my smile when I saw my man in semi-brown pants and a matching sweater with pants already sitting on a large suitcase. From his face he looks very upset. "Am I that level?" I ask myself, I see the watch in my hand "half an hour?"

I took a deep breath neutralizing my mood in order to deal with her anger, and then I approached her with the sweetest smile I ever had.

"Darling... " Sapaku, then embracing her from behind, she stood up and turned around with her deathly gaze.

Silent,

"What's a month and a half an hour?" Suddenly, it's better to get angry first than to get angry first. That's the trick I've been using when facing my husband's anger.

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Thank you brother for stopping by and read my story, sorry if there is any wrong word😊

Oh yes kak want a promo work entitled Forced to marry a mafia boss is not less exciting too..