MARRIED AN ELDERLY NURSE

MISJUDGE

Naysila is not unaware that the King's workspace is one area of privacy that should not be carelessly visited by anyone, including himself.

But this time, because of the curiosity that soared due to the King's attitude that changed drastically and felt he had a reason to be there for the sake of an information about the arrival of the mother-in-law, he said, Naysila excitedly went to the man with pleasure.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

Three knocks on the door leaf was enough for Naysila as an initial effort that she had to do, before desperately turning the door handle that was right in front of her.

"Can I come in?" Naysila smiled at the man who was looking up to find out who was coming.

"What else is it?"

Instead of allowing Naysila to enter, the King asked the question in a sharp tone.

"There's something I want to say .." says Naysila.

Without understanding the King's unwillingness to attend, Naysila's steps swung into the room, then took her right in front of the King, who was sitting with his laptop screen open on the table.

"Assistant Jo has just told me that in the afternoon you will come to visit."

"Then?"

Naysila looked at the King with her brows furrowed. "Mmmm ... Meanin?"

"You mother will visit. Then why?"

Naysila shook her head violently. "Mmc ... It's okay, I just want to tell you ..."

"Let it be if you want to come. Then what do you want me to do? Officially welcoming ...?"

Naysila was stunned where she received the string of ketus sentences.

"N-not necessarily like that either ... But at least ... I thought you'd be happy if ..."

"If what? If mom comes?"

"That's ... I mean ..."

"You're not looking for something to bother me, are you?" the King accused indifferently, which because the accusation was so right on target, Naysila even to a small cough made.

'Jeez this man ... Though I had just wanted to be prejudiced against him, but it turned out that I was very wrong to judge, because a King Adiguna was really a heartless demon god incarnation ...!'

Bathin Naysila exasperated, finding the King's attitude that has now become dozens of times more annoying than ever.

"Alright, then it's up to you. I'm sorry for bothering you, Mr ..." Naysila got up from her seat just like that with her face flushed red, and she purposely returned pinning the call 'Master' because of her heart's irritation to the mountain King.

'For what? Why would I elevate her to such an extent while she herself never intended to treat me with a slightly better treatment ...?'

Naysila was disappointed.

A pair of King's eyes suddenly bought wide as his ears clearly caught the call 'Master' Naysila uttered at the end of the sentence.

Along with the body of Naysila who moved from his seat, with a movement that was as fast as a bullet the King also rose up to leave his seat of greatness to hunt down the woman who was displaying his stubborn actions openly.

"Naysila, stop!"

The King's strict word was not written by Naysila at all.

"Take me off ...!"

Naysila flicked her wrist which had been gripped firmly by a wide hand. He did not care even though the King was in front of him was giving a dagger-sharp look, even the man's teeth were grinding as a result of holding back anger.

"It turns out you really wanted to make me angry on purpose, right?" hissing King grinned, still refusing to free Naysila even though Naysila had tried hard to untangle the grip on her wrist.

"I just want to go back to my room."

"Don't do anything before I let you."

"Is that so?"

"Your life is mine."

Naysila instead laughed without a sound hearing the King's words filled with selfishness. "Do I need your permission to breathe, too, Mr ...?"

The King's eyes lit up to find Naysila blatantly challenging him, let alone by calling him 'Master' for the second time.

"You're really trying to defy me apparently ..."

"Master, I just want to go back to the room and ... Mmmm ..."

Mangambang, because in the next second Naysila had found the handsome face of the King had so closely fertilized his round eyes, was clogging his way out of the word strand that was about to come out of his mouth with something that felt soft.

Well, gently ...

Very soft ...

But the longer, the more demanding ...

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

"I warned you never to call me 'Master'. Blame yourself for breaking it ..."

Naysila's breath was even still hunting after a long-time liaison, but she was only speechless, while the King's cynical whispers had swept her eardrums.

The king even ended his speech by pressing the tip of his index finger to the nose of Naysila, complete with a trivial facial expression, before finally leaving Naysila with a mocking smile.

For some time after the King's departure, Naysila could only peck at his place.

Then Naysila's right hand was raised to touch her chest which was still pounding very hard.

The hot air of the shock spread across Naysila's red face, while the intimate scene just now had the tub replayed in her mind so that it felt so real.

King Touch ...

Softness ...

Unfortunately, all of that has to end with a painful sentence of ridicule ...

Connect ...

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