Love Mr. Casanova

I'm Jealous!

After work, Devan immediately stepped upstairs looking for his wife. Jocelyn's pregnancy made him want to go home soon and always made sure his wife was in good shape.

"Babys!" devan opened the door to his room.

"I'm good!" Yocelyn stretched out her hand at Devan.

"You don't have much activity, do you?" tanya Devan embraced Yocelyn.

"Not just sleeping!" yocelyn answered who was watching the drama series in her room.

"No boss?"

"Banget!" Jocelyn was twitching her lips.

"When - when do we walk to the mall!" devan.

"Your name is ya?" whining Yocelyn. "I'm tired of having to go back to Erina again and again!"

"Yes, Sayaang!" answer Devan.

"Yeah!" Yocelyn smiled happily.

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A few weeks later . . .

Together with Erina and a driver dressed as bodyguards, Yocelyn went to one of the malls in London.

Yocelyn and Devan promised to meet at lunch at the restaurant in the mall.

Yocelyn walked side by side with Erina, while a bodyguard was two meters behind, following their steps.

Yocelyn entered one of the boutique shops owned by one of the famous designers in London. Yocelyn looked enthusiastic about shopping this time. Since she was declared pregnant, this time she walked to the mall. After her pregnancy was two months old.

"Gee!" squealing someone when accidentally tangled when choosing clothes.

"Sorry - sorry!" yocelyn nodded.

"You!" peekik Erina looked at the person who collided with Yocelyn.

The three of them looked in turn. And they looked surprised at each other.

"Yoelyn!"

"Charla!" yocelyn.

"How are you?" charla asked with a surprised look on her face. After all this time they met.

"Good!" yocelyn answered half-cuckily, while again choosing the latest clothes.

"You're so sick of Yocelyn," said Charla, "when I'm away from Devan!" charla.

Yocelyn glanced at Charla at a glance, as if she still harbored an arrogant feeling towards Charla.

"OK! I'm sorry that you're still mad at me!" charla tries to get close to Yocelyn who doesn't seem to be pestering her. "We're forgetting the past, I'm not related to your husband either!" continued.

"Miss Yocelyn is being sensitive, as good as you don't go fishing - no!" sahut Erina's.

Charla turned to Erina who put the face of judes on her.

"I'm not fishing for anything" Erina replied.

"You don't realize it!" ketus Erina's.

"Songong is you!" chirps Charla on Erina.

"A good assistant must be a song!" erina answered, cutting her lips.

"Ck!" Charla screeched a glance at Erina, then went back to look at Yocelyn who had already brought some clothes on her arm. "Yocelyn can't we be friends?" charla.

Yocelyn took a deep breath at Charla's words. The only girl he knows as his rival.

"Friends with my husband's ex-dating partner?" yocelyn asked with a stark answer.

"Yocelyn, I forget the past!" charla.

"Where can I possibly forget your past?" yocelyn asked Charla. "Now I've felt what you've done in the past! seeing your face makes me imagine something I hate most from my husband's past!" yocelyn said, upset and angry mixed into one.

"Yocelyn, we never know what the future holds!" charla said with her serious face. "If we all knew this would be the case, there could be no bad past! at that time it was not in our minds even though what we did was a stupidity and a mistake!" charla.

Yocelyn took a deep breath while shaking her head slowly. As if increasingly unable to imagine what her husband and Charla had been like in the past.

Without answering Charla's question, Yocelyn handed over the clothes she had chosen to the SPG who accompanied her. He walked towards the cashier's desk to pay for his groceries.

Erina faithfully followed Yocelyn, throwing a murderous look at Charla that made her Miss change mood in an instant.

"Yoelyn!" call Charla.

Yocelyn paid no heed to Charla at all. After paying, she passed from the boutique, without looking at Charla who was still trying to get close to her.

Yocelyn went straight to the promised restaurant as a place for her to meet her husband.

Erina instead followed Yocelyn's quick pace, as if showing emotion in her.

"Miss, don't go too fast!" said Erina who carries two large bag.

"You don't know what it's like to be me!" said Yocelyn ketus with heavy breathing and facial features filled with anger and jealousy.

"But Miss has to take care of Miss's emotions, for the sake of baby Miss!" erina.

Yocelyn did not comment on Erina's words. For some reason her heart had been rumbling ever since she saw Charla's face again.

The bodyguards were following them, carrying some paper bags behind Yocelyn in her left hand. And his hands were busy typing on his phone.

Yocelyn sat down roughly on the restaurant chair that would be where they had lunch. Repeatedly Yocelyn looked at her watch. Hope Devan comes soon. Although she was upset imagining her husband's past. But it cannot be denied, if she loves her husband very much.

Erina took a deep breath, sitting at the table beside Yocelyn with the bodyguards. Sometimes Erina and the guards looked at each other as if giving a code, if the atmosphere was hot and not good - fine.

As if they can telepathically, the two compactly swallow their saliva and then lift both their shoulders with a face that does not know what to do.

Moments later, Devan emerges from the elevator and sees Yocelyn from the restaurant.

Devan's eyes went straight to the promised restaurant. Devan quickly walked towards his wife, having found Yocelyn staring at him with a sullen look as if the toddler wanted to cry.

"Iaaang" said Devan gently who immediately sat beside Yocelyn by embracing her shoulder.

With mixed feelings, Yocelyn beat up Devan's thighs, chest and arms. Her pregnancy made her the most sensitive woman.

"What?" call Devan gently trying to hold the hand of Yocelyn who beat him.

Although it did not hurt the slightest bit in Devan's body, Devan still had to make Yocelyn calm. He knew his wife was expressing jealousy due to pregnancy hormones. Yet never before had Yocelyn been jealous of Charla or any girl.

"Why do you know him first than I do!" yocelyn blushed her lips.

"I don't think this is my plan" said Devan, "all is God's word!"

"Why do you have to be naughty first!" Yocelyn crossed her arms around her chest, throwing her eyes out of the restaurant.

"So I know, being naughty is detrimental! that way I'll appreciate our future, honey" Devan explained.

"I don't like to see him!" yocelyn.

"Don't walk without me!" devan said that he knew, he meant his wife was Charla. Thanks to the bodyguards who always send him reports.

"Even if I see you and him at the same time, it feels like I want to scratch both of you in the face!" said Yocelyn who arrived suddenly shed her tears.

"Baby, please!" whispered Devan, "don't cry" said Devan gently as he wiped his wife's tears.

"I'm jealous!" yocelyn said bluntly.

"I know, Sayaang!" devan tucked Yocelyn's hair into her earlobe. "But it's the past, I can't change! what is clear now, I am yours, only yours!" devan was firm with such a soft tone.

Devan continued to try to make Yocelyn's emotions subside. Sometimes he rubbed his wife's stomach, where their baby was now.

"Darling, if you're angry, he won't be comfortable here" Devan gently rubbed his belly.

Without saying much, Yocelyn went straight into Devan's arms, sitting facing him. Vaporized all his feelings, as if he no longer wanted Devan to be touched by other women besides himself.

"Never touch another woman again!" yocelyn.

"Never!" devan kissed on his wife's forehead.

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