Love of a Man with a Wife

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The cold atmosphere in the car, there was not the slightest sound, neither Sheril nor Zian. They dissolve in each other's minds.

Just now Sheril felt flying into the clouds, she was very happy to hear the words of Zian, they expressed each other's feelings, but in an instant the happiness was lost, it felt Sheril did not want to live again, Sheril did not want to live again, feelings shattered to pieces after hearing her husband's confession.

But Sheril remembers the promise she just made. Will Sheril break her promise?

Her tears came back. Wanting Sheril to scream right now, she felt that everything that happened to her was unfair.

Zian glanced at Sheril from the tail of his eyes. There was regret inside him.

"I hope you don't think too much about this issue, it's not good for young pregnant mothers" Zian tried to break the silence after a long time of silence.

"How can I do that, what about your wife and kids if they know? I don't change from an actor" Sheril's sobs made Zian step on the brake pedal.

Zian looked at Sheril, he did not like the sentence of the actor he just said.

"You're not an actor, if it wasn't because of the accident, not necessarily that we were married, my son and my wife, you don't have to think about that, it's my business, it's my business, now just think about our household, our two children" Zian said firmly.

"I don't want anything to happen with my child, take care of my health and don't mind much, let all of me think about it" Zian added.

Sheril was silent at Zian's words. He did not stop crying.

"Sheril, I've said before, you have to accept this fact, I've been honest with my previous status," said Zian a little annoyed.

"Yes, I thank you for acknowledging the truth. But honestly, my heart is congested, it hurts" Sheril said with tears welling up.

"Sheril, think about it, how would my wife feel if she knew all this? He'll be more hurt than you, but I didn't accidentally do that, it just happened, right? And I have to take responsibility for all this, I won't waste you and our future son, I'll try to be fair Sheril!" Said Zian clenching both of his hands. His head was heavy, he was dizzy to deal with his problems, not to mention that a lot of work was piling up.

Sheril cried without making a sound. He refused to look at Zian.

"You know if I'm the one who's guilty of this, I've hurt two women at once, including you. So please accept this fact even if your heart hurts, understand. I sincerely love you and our son," Zian looked at Sheril as she grabbed Sheril's hands and was about to kiss her.

Sheril immediately put away Zian's hand. His gaze shifted out the car glass. Zian felt very upset, he took a deep breath, then immediately drove his car at medium speed.

Arriving at the villa, Zian immediately escorted Sheril into their room.

"Darling, do you hate me so much right now?" Zian asked, but there was no response from Sheril.

"Honey, I'm sorry, don't be angry anymore" Zian said, trying to calm Sheril down.

"Yes, I want to be alone" said Sheril in a hoarse voice because she was crying.

Zian swallowed his saliva. He breathed his breath out slowly.

"Well, if you don't want me to touch you, take care of yourself, now rest," Zian covered Sheril's body in half, not forgetting that she peeked at Sheril's forehead.

"Good night" Zian said as he moved out of the room.

Zian walked gontai down the stairs, his head dizzy and heavy.

Ah ....

Zian ruffled his hair, he chose to just leave.

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"Heru, follow me to the usual place," Zian called his assistant after he reached the bar where he often lost his tiredness when he could not think clearly.

After ordering a drink, Zian immediately gulped him up the toilet. Then he put a cigarette on his lips. Zian immediately lit a match and took a sip of his filter cigarette to emit a puff of smoke that is very delicious for nicotine addicts.

Zian felt still thirsty, his head still felt dizzy, he again ordered a high-class drink, then gulped it in one breath of alcohol was already toilet. Zian was not satisfied, he ordered it again and again.

A woman approached Zian, and immediately sat on his lap. Zian felt uneasy, he immediately pushed the woman's body, until she fell on the floor. Everyone who was there immediately turned to look at Zian, of course the woman was very embarrassed at being treated by Zian like that.

"Just look at you, I'll give you a calculation tonight Zian. Just look," the woman growled with a sly smile.

"What the fuck! why are you pushing it?" Suddenly a man approaches Zian in anger who seems to be defending her, perhaps her best friend or her lover.

The man puffed his chest to lift his raw bogem on Zian, but the woman blocked him.

"Already, let it go, we find another way to work on it" she whispered to the man.

The woman he didn't know her name was, pretending to be nice with Zian, she displayed her sweet face in front of Zian, even she offered a special free drink to Zian. Even though he was drunk, Zian realized the bad strategy of the woman.

Zian was silent, he was still sitting in his original place, waiting for Heru to come.

"This morning, let's have a drink" the woman offered a drink in front of Zian. Zian took.

"Please get me some water" Zian told the woman.

"OK, wait a minute, yeah," said the woman with a flirtatious smile looking at Zian, she placed her drink beside Zian.

While Zian immediately threw the contents of the woman's glass in any direction, then he poured the drink in his glass until it ran out.

"Here drink," wanted to help Zian drink, but Zian quickly took the glass from the woman's hand.

"Thank you, let me be alone" Zian smiled.

"Your drink is over? That fast?" Ask the woman, while developing her lips. It worked, he thought.

"Yes, just a glass, only one sip has run out," Zian said, winking at the flirtatious woman.

The woman was wrong for Zian. Zian approached the woman and hugged her tightly.

The woman was happy, she was sure the medicine she gave Zian had reacted, she thought.

"Your voice has not been drinking," said Zian as he thrust the lips of the glass he had deliberately exchanged. Zian did not want a second time.

The woman immediately drank the glass to the last drop. He smiled with satisfaction, his hands embracing Zian's neck.

"Where, would you like to go again?" zian let go of the woman's hand.

"No, that's enough," the woman felt something strange about her.

He sat beside Zian, he felt his body hot. "Don't I drink wrong" the woman murmured.

Zian glanced at the woman with a sly smile.

"Hows it? Have you felt anything?" whisky Zian.

"What do you mean?" ask the woman. He began to feel uncomfortable.

"Rasain, sir's eating weapon, are you trying to trick me?" Zian broke down and left after Heru withdrew his hand.

"You're rude, asshole," the woman was angry, she tried to chase after Zian, quickly Heru dragged Zian's body into the car, and drove her car at medium speed.

"What are you doing with that woman again, boss? why is he so mad at you?" asked Heru after they calmed down in the car.

Zian told me his chronology. Heru understood Zian's intentions even though his speech was less clear due to the influence of alcohol.

"Go home or to the boss' villa" asked Heru.

"To the house," Zian said in a heavy voice, not at all clear. However, Heru knew what his boss meant.

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