I'M THE ONE WHO'S KEPT

CHAPTER 285

Dion tersemyum. "I promise I'll just take my sleep.. Where do you want me to take it..?" Dion sat down again in his chair.

"What's..?" Deborah pleads.

"Yes.. The dress where do you think I'm taking it..?" Deborah shook her head.

"Yes.. You're afraid to bring it home.." Dion chuckled at hearing it. "There you sleep.. Almost dawn looo.."

"Yes yes.. I went back to my room first.. Borrow it a few hours ahead." Deborah nodded, Dion rising from her seat.

"Oh yeah.." Dion turned around as he was about to exit Deborah's room.

"If I want to take this dress home.. It's no use.. Mending bring the one with this dress home.. Much use.." Dion blinked his eyes at Deborah.

"Sad.. Tombal.." Debor's great-grandson, even though Deborah was also in heart gymnastics hearing Dion's guyonan who had no idea.

"God Dion.. Can't you hold back..?" When Dion was in his own room.

Dion took the dress to her bed.

"Hmmm scented Deborah.." Mumbled Dion.

"I think I'm gonna sleep well."

Dion covered her body with the dress. Slowly his eyes closed and asleep in sleep even though the clock has shown at 4 am.

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Roy is getting ready to meet Debora. Roy also brought some fruits that Debora might like.

His heart was so impatient to meet the woman who was in the middle of a distended stomach containing a little angel.

"Deborah.. I'm coming.."

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Rena, Hery, Deborah and Dion are having breakfast together. Rena serves Hery and Dion serves Deborah. Deborah had already rejected Dion many times but the man with the melodious voice did not want to listen to her.

"Dion..!?" Deborah saw that Dion could not keep quiet and always prepared everything for her.

"Stttt.. If you eat, don't talk much." Hery held back his laughter.

"Dion you prepare for me.. You yourself..?" Deborah's looking for a reason

"I'm full to see you're full.." Answer Dion.

"Deborah.. Dion's got a steel hull.." Hery finally spoke up.

"Steel hull..?" Rena glanced at Hery.

"Yes dear.. Dion used to be, most powerful not to eat, let alone breakfast. Dion's breakfast is at 9 or 10. So Dion's clock isn't hungry yet.." Hery told me what he knew.

"Yup.. Exactly Mr. Krisnata.." Dion placed a glass of juice for Debora on the dining table right in front of Debora.

"Try it.. My juice is delicious.." Dion blinked and rubbed Deborah's head.

There was no sense in wanting to ban or reject Deborah when Dion did that to her. Like getting the bountiful attention that Deborah feels.

"But I don't know right now, do you still like to drink wine like Yon..?" Deborah turned to look at Dion as if to find out.

"Not really.. No.." Dion looked at Debora giving her answer.

"Thank you..?" Deborah still can't believe it.

"Rubber.. I used to love drinking that.. Now I just love eating the fruit.." Dion sat down next to Deborah.

"That's why Alf bribes you with his toy wine.." Squeak Hery again.

"Hehehehe.. Ja.. Hmmm Alf Alf.. Know how he is.."

"Why did you stop drinking..?" Deborah still wants to know.

"Yes.. I've stopped.. I used to love drinking.. I drank with Hery.. Hery used to be a jaya first, so he used to buy me wine.. But now I don't dare drink anymore.." Dion's story sounds real.

"You too..?" The accusation against Hery of Rena too.

"ee.. That was it, baby.. Justjust... Drink both.. Inside my little office first.." Hery hugged Rena's waist.

"Awas of sorts" threatened Rena.

"Bad.. Yes dear.. This again.. Unloading.." Hery squinted at Dion.

"Eehh you first.."

"Yes, I've been unloading again.. Dion likes to drink wine. And that's what makes him the most resistant to not getting drunk.. No matter how many bottles he drank, he wouldn't get drunk." Hery said.

"Then..?" Deborah was curious.

Hery...