Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Maybe, a New Story.

Johan was sitting in the living room, a while ago he was still talking to Mr. Dirga and Assistant Toni. He waited for his Boss who had been almost 2 hours not to appear.

Two cups of coffee have filled his stomach. Some Art who are still waiting for Miss and Master to have dinner, look wara-wiri, there are also those who watch television. How not to feel at home? They work without burden, complete facilities, lots of free time if the work is done. A paycheck? Fantastical.

Today, it was Johan who took Harris's job. Actually he was very tired with all the burden of this work, but, he had no choice. Johan rubbed his forehead slowly. He leaned his head on the arm of the sofa, taking a position to sleep.

A person's shadow flashed as he was about to close his eyes. So as to make Johan stop cursing, he got up again. Looking at her, Viona was holding onto her waist while walking. His body has become more and more contained since he made peace with his past.

"Where are you going?" Johan's words slightly surprised Viona. He even tiptoed, and held his chest. Johan gulped as he looked at the increasingly seductive face. But he immediately brushed it off. To him, only Madam Boss was able to fill his heart. It will not be replaced. The principle of the accusation will not falter this easily.

"You go to the kitchen, Jo! Get some water!" Viona smiled as she pointed out the glass bottle to hold her drinking water supply for the night, lest she go back and forth to the kitchen at night.

Johan got up from his seat, and approached Viona. "You can ask for my help. Didn't you see me?"

Johan snatched the bottle Viona was holding. "Sit down, let me! What else do you need?"

Their eyes briefly clashed with each other, but Johan immediately cut off the eye contact first.

"I can do it myself, Jo!" Viona was about to take back the bottle, however, Johan kept it away.

"Don't argue, just sit down!" Johan held Viona's hand, a sharp gaze drifting towards Viona who was immediately petrified as the gaze rained down on her heart.

I don't know what caused his heart to be moved to help a woman he clearly disliked. Even with Viona, he just obeyed what was said by Johan. The real one always threw his face away from him.

Johan passes to the kitchen after making sure Viona sits on the sofa where she breaks down. The corner of Viona's heart warmed up, however, she soon regained consciousness. He's just scrap stuff. Not worthy of attention and affection even from Johan.

Viona smiled, remembering Johan who was reluctant to see her. It might be that Johan was just looking forward to seeing his appalling condition. So he was moved to help her.

Viona squeezed both hands. He did not want to give up on the tears again. He wants to be strong and independent. He will live his life again. A new life. New sheet. And maybe a new story.

"Let's take you to your room!" Once again, Johan made Viona jump in shock.

"No, Jo! You must be tired. Thanks for helping me!" Viona commented with a smile as she grabbed the bottle in Johan's hand. But Johan held him back.

"You go first!" Johan retreated to make room for Viona so that she could freely pass through.

Viona turned her gaze towards Johan. Find out what made him do this for her. Viona did not know, those eyes coldly glared at her. No warmth flowed from there. Viona should have frozen. However, the temperature in the corner of his heart rose one to two degrees warmer. Slightly expanded, spread out slowly.

Viona stepped towards her room, followed by Johan who was two steps away from her. Right, Johan just pity him. Reasonable. He deserves to be pitied.

"Sleep, it's night!" Johan placed the water bottle on the lamp table close to the glass.

Viona looked at the clock perched spoiled on the wall. "I can't sleep anymore!" Viona rubbed her stomach slowly. "He'll keep me up till morning!"

Johan was surprised, no wonder that Viona always woke up bad luck. And the black daze in his eyes, was getting more and more concentrated day by day. "Is this natural?"

"Come on," Viona shrugged, sitting her body on the bed. "I think it's natural, my friends experience it a lot too. Especially after 8 months. Sleep is uncomfortable!"

Johan. Is that how women are pregnant? He had forgotten, his wife was not until 8 months pregnant with their baby. They left themselves here alone.

"What do you do if you can't sleep?" Johan looked at that face again. Ah, he's just pitying. Not more. Johan put up the height of the fort in his heart. Only Madam Boss in her heart.

"Nothing, sometimes if Kristal and Jen sleep with me, I look at them until they get sleepy! Or watch television, or listen to my baby classical music!" Viona showed me some devices for playing music.

Johan gulped, his body as if moving out of his control. He approached Viona, as Viona hissed, with one hand propping her up and the other wiping her belly. As if to ease the pain.

Johan was still staring at Viona who closed her eyes with her head turned up, her pale lips bitten next door. Johan was stunned for a moment without blinking. Well-favoured. That pale face, so pretty.

Johan gasped as Viona shrieked softly. "Where is sick?" Johan spontaneously holds Viona's stomach. Swiping slowly.

Both were surprised by their responses. Viona did not expect Johan to be kneeling in front of her. Seeing her in pain as her baby moved strongly. Seeing it at the most embarrassing moment.

Johan, still glued to the hand attached to Viona's stomach. The movement was like a header. Strong and seems to be very torturous. However, the gesture shook the tender side of feeling of a Johan. It was as if a stream of electricity was seeping into his body. Bizarrely. Johan looked at the hand and Viona took turns. Whatisthis?

Viona was about to cry, Johan's gentle strokes made her baby calm. Other than her mother Kira, no one else rubbed her stomach. Comfortable. But Johan immediately pulled his hand.

"Sorry, sorry! I've been so bad to touch your stomach!" Johan got up and retreated after seeing Viona teary and receding.

Viona pulled the corner of her lips. "It's okay, Jo! Looks like my baby is used to your voice!"

"really?" Johan gaped at Viona's statement. She thought Viona would be angry because of her presumptuous attitude.

Viona nodded, "You can't believe."

"I thought you were going to be angry!" Johan laughed little but very long. To overcome his nervousness.

Viona laughs, as Johan does not stop her laughter. It's like laughter is contagious.

"Call me if he makes you sick!" Both mute. Look at each other for a moment. Before laughing again.

"Well, I'll call you if he acts up! Honestly, it alleviates my pain!" Viona bluntly said. I don't know, maybe Johan doesn't care about his appearance. Even a few times it looks ridiculous. You can consider him a friend.

Viona takes her phone and thrusts it towards Johan. "To be easier to call you," Viona said as Johan frowned.

"Oh, yes! You're right!" Johan smiled before receiving the phone and typing 12 numbers on Viona's phone. Don't forget he made a call to his cell phone to save Viona's phone number.

"What are you gonna do now?" Johan circulated his gaze around the room, distracting him from Viona who was still carving a smile as she looked at her phone.

Viona raised her face, "No one, maybe just watch television!"

"Can't you try to sleep? Or pretend to be asleep?" Johan tilted his head slightly, his eyes squinting sideways. He thought, must be tired after a day of supporting that big belly.

"You're all there, Jo! Never mind, you just sleep! I'm used to it!" Viona understood, Johan must have been hesitant to leave her just like that. Viona felt, Johan did not know how to retreat from her.

"Jo?" The call from the doorway made this increasingly familiar chat intertwined, crumbling. "What are you doing here?"

"There's nothing, sir! I was waiting for you!" Johan stepped out after gesturing with his hand at Viona. And Viona nodded at him with a loose smile.

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