Love Mr. Casanova

Paris!

A few weeks later, Yocelyn and Devan Oma Opa travel to Singapore to attend the wedding of Devan's cousin, Fellycia Chirativat.

Jocelyn happily joins a large family in Singapore as Devander's wife.

But silence returned to Jocelyn's heart, when Eyang Devan asked why they had not yet had children. There are no signs of pregnancy anymore in Jocelyn.

Tonight, Yocelyn is standing by the window in a room that Devan always stays in while in Singapore. With pajamas provided by the maids in the luxury house.

Yocelyn stared blankly at the highway which was quite a lot of motorists, both cars and motorcycles even though it was dark. The flash of light from the vehicle further made Yocelyn's heart dim.

Yocelyn touched her flat stomach with her left hand. Swiped it gently, and looked at it with tears that slid without excuse.

Why am I so careless to lose you, baby?

Yocelyn said in her heart.

Until when should I pretend to be happy and not think about child problems?

Although some do not dispute it, still some people seem to put pressure on children's affairs!

Come back here, baby!

Yocelyn continued to gently rub her stomach, as if she was really expecting another life to be present there.

"Stop crying, baby" whispered the gentle Devan who arrived - suddenly hugging Yocelyn's body from behind.

Spontaneous Yocelyn wiped her tears with both her hands. He was unaware of Devan's presence in the room.

"Your tears are a storm to my heart, dear" whispered Devan.

Yocelyn was unable to speak, because of course her voice would sound raucous as a result of crying.

"Come on baby" Devan kissed Yocelyn's cheeks moist from tears.

"Why aren't you guys being honest like Eyang?" yocelyn asked without looking at Devan's face perched on her shoulder.

"I've never lied to you again, honey" Devan said with a gentle look on Yocelyn's face toward the window.

"Show disappointed you are!" yocelyn said a little sniffly, "i don't care!" continued Yocelyn along with a drop of her tears.

Devan gently rubbed Yocelyn's wet cheeks with her thumb. Then he hugged his wife's body tightly.

"After me, happiness doesn't just come from children!" devan said in as calm a tone as possible. "With our mutual loyalty and respect we are already happy. All this time I've been so happy to have you, baby! enough of you," whispered softly. "If God gives a child between us it is a bonus for us!"

"Maybe a husband doesn't want children!"

"I don't. I don't want. God's intent must be to either give or not give us children!"

"I'm afraid for a long time you'll get bored just looking at me!" yocelyn shed her tears. "Nobody else comforts you at home! what if for a long time you will get tired of coming home!"

"Sttt!" Devan closed his eyes as if he didn't want that to happen. "Never think that way, dear! I love you, everything you have, including your flaws!" devan said with great emphasis. "You know, when we first met, that's when I had the perfect life! and to this day, even until we're old!"

Yocelyn was still reluctant to melt with Devan's words. He leaned his temple on the window. Staring blankly out the window.

Without much talk and without aba - aba Devan lifted Jocelyn's body gently. Yocelyn reflex wrapped her hands around Devan's neck.

Devan cradles his spoiled wife who is still pouting. With heart, Devan placed Jocelyn's body on the bed.

"From you thinking of the unimportant talk of people, we'd better get some sleep!" said Devan, who was lying next to Yocelyn.

Devan brings Yocelyn into his arms. Trying to make his chest the most comfortable pillow for his wife.

"Good night, my dear!" whispered Devan while kissing the top of his wife's head gently.

Indirectly, Jocelyn's heart always felt shady every time Devan kissed her sincerely and emotionally.

Yocelyn raised her head staring in Devan's face whose eyes were closed. Devan realized that his wife was looking at him.

"What's up, honey hm?" devan asked as he opened his eyes and gently looked at his wife's face.

"I love you so much!" yocelyn lirih.

Devan raised the corner of his lips. His hands were raised to gently rub the beautiful face of his wife.

Yocelyn closed her eyes, Devan was so good at calming her heart as it raged.

"Sleep" whispered Devan.

"Hemm" Yocelyn nodded, then tightly hugged Devan's body. And drowned her face in the chest of her husband's field.

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A few days later, Devan and the group return to London. Using a private jet, they landed again in London.

But Yocelyn and Devan decided to get back on the plane and head to Paris, France. Devan decides to honeymoon suddenly. To make his wife more relaxed.

They booked the best class hotel there. Devan really wants to spoil his wife this time. They were just on vacation together.

Yocelyn dropped her body on the bed so comfortably. A long walk really made him tired.

They arrived at a time when France was at night. Behind the open window, Yocelyn could clearly see the lights of the Eiffel Tower.

"You likey?" asked Devan who directly wrapped Yocelyn's body underneath.

"Like!" yocelyn answered wrapped her hands around Devan's neck.

"Would you try our first night here?"

"Try what?" ask Yocelyn.

"Eemm. don't pretend to be plain, dear" whispered Devan in a seductive tone.

"Iang" Yocelyn pushed her husband's head against her ear.

Without further ado - stale Devan carries out his actions. A routine that does not last more than three days.

Devan went down close the window curtains tightly, and went back to his wife while taking off one by one the buttons of his shirt and throwing the shirt in any direction.

With a hungry look, Devan began to care for his wife who was lying on the bed.

One by one the clothes that were attached to their bodies had drifted out of nowhere. Both of them began to sink by the warmth of a long romance.

Yocelyn's body trembled several times each time Devan gave an unusually seductive touch.

They spent the first night in Paris so lovingly that Yocelyn forgot what had made her cry a while ago.

At midnight, Devan sits on the hotel balcony in his nightgown. While Yocelyn who had fallen asleep due to fatigue serving her husband in the end woke up.

And the first thing she was looking for was none other than Devan, her husband. Yocelyn wrapped her innocent body in a thick blanket. And walk near Devan who relaxes on the balcony enjoying the city of Paris at night.

"Darling? why wake?" devan asked as he saw the arrival of Yocelyn.

"Why not sleep?" yocelyn asked as she sat on Devan's lap, and each of them used her thick blanket.

"Not yet sleepy" replied Devan tightly hugging his wife's waist. "You're sleeping, you're tired, aren't you?" asked Devan softly.

"I want to go back to sleep, if you sleep again" said spoiled Yocelyn.

"All right, honey, we're sleeping now!" devan said as he lifted Yocelyn's body and carried her back into the hotel room.

Jocelyn fell asleep again in the chest of her husband's field. So did Devan who fell asleep unconsciously.

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**Happy holiday Devan and Yocelyn 🥳🥳🥳**