Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss
Dark Passengers



"Why is your face so sour, Yo?" Kira watched Rio face up close as everyone was still swept away in laughter.


"The dark passenger stole the show!" Rio answered ketus. Makes Nina and Kira laugh.


"I'm not sure if this is your husband, Nin!" Kira frames her sister's face and grabs her in an embrace. "Good brother, may you be happy! So good wife, obey your husband, correct your silly behavior!"


Without feeling a clear point slid from the corner of his eye, the little sister he loved so dearly finally found the port of his love. It felt like just yesterday, this boy was still crying because he was in prison.


"Bo pray your sister can be like you, Ma'am! It could be the only woman her husband loves!" Close embrace linked the two. As if reluctant to separate.


"Just relax, someone will be ready to draw a sword if he hurts you!" Kira broke her embrace, rubbed her once again with her hands.


"You're so beautiful, Nin!" Kira's words managed to make Nina blush.


"I'm beautiful, Mom, from the orok!" Nina pinched her sister's cheek in a fit of anxiety. "Bak is a little fat right now?"


"Well, that guy she's pregnant!" Shirt Harris standing next to Kira.


"Beneficial?" Nina widened wide, she even jumped small on top of heels that were not too high.


"Hey, watch your attitude! Where there's such a sneaking spell," Kira restrains Nina's small body.


"Congratulations on your wedding, Nina! You're the only woman who can conquer him!" Harris hugged his sister-in-law. Made Nina hold her breath.


"Oh my God, what dream was I last night, this horrible man gave me a hug! It's a good thing you're my sister-in-law, "inner Nina with open lips and face up.


"Ma-thank you, sir! Uh, Mas, uh-" Nina was misbehaved when Harris took off her arms and smilingly rubbed her arms.


"Call me Brother, just like Rio called me!" Nina barely fainted hearing her sister-in-law's voice in gentle fashion.


"Congratulations on your life, Ra!" Lirih Rio while smiling. Right, now there is no more taste for this sister of his wife. However, having had a "feel" before made him misbehave when he was this close.


Kira turned, "Hey, it's your day! Why did I get a congratulatory message?"


"I told you, there's a lot of stowaways here, I'm just the organizer!" Rio's sigh with lowered shoulders.


Harris patted his cousin's sister on the shoulder, and held her tightly, "So soon score a goal, Bro!"


Kira laughed softly, "Alright, we're leaving! Happy new life to you!See you tonight!"


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By noon, the pickle was over. Johan and Viona stepped into the room that had been pre-ordered. With Nicky in Johan's arms. The boy whined that he would not part with his mother.


"It's her nap hour, so she's fussy," Viona's voice breaks the silence of their journey to the room. Nicky was half-covered over Johan's shoulder.


"Sorry to trouble you!"


"Why are you still talking to me? I'm already your husband, no longer your friend or anyone else!" Johan turned his head slightly towards Viona while patting Nicky on the back.


"I'm not used to it yet, sorry!" Viona's voice sounded. But, to be honest, that's how he feels now.


They arrived at the front door, after gluing the keycard, Viona pushed the door wide open.


The cold weather welcomed them, nothing special, just a simple decoration, without scattered rose petals, or a bouquet of flowers everywhere.


"Are you satisfied with this decoration?" Johan follows Viona who stands to open the big glass window curtain, after laying Nicky on the bed.


Viona let go of her clutches on the curtains, then smiled a glance at Johan. The sigh as if releasing all the burden sounded so clear.


"For me, being given the opportunity to right the wrongs of the past, meeting good people, and marrying you is a blessing in my life, Jo! Now, everything that is pseudo and temporary, looks so different in my eyes!" Viona's gaze spun around the entire scene outside the glass. Even with Johan, even though both eyes looked out, but, his attention remained on what Viona said.


"But you have the right to ask Vi! As an established man, I feel I can give you more than this!" Johan glanced at Viona for a moment. The woman looked smiling.


"And I have a right to decide, Jo!" Viona looked at Johan, "give me the best in the form of guidance and affection! The material for me is now only in appreciation of my efforts, no longer my purpose! Making matter the purpose of life drives me crazy! And, I would like, for what happened to my relationship with Evan, to no longer happen to our relationship! Even if I am weak, but sharing the burden is a tribute to the couple!"


Viona held back a laugh, "Before I went to sleep I pondered a lot and thought, what is my cage, what is my fault, how can they be happy when I am not? I have everything!"


Johan reached out a hand rubbing his hair and set aside the strands hanging on the temple. "I think you deserve to be happy, with everything you're lacking, with Crystal and Nicky, and me! Those people, they have flaws, they have mistakes and they have everything. They look happy because they hide flaws and exaggerate smiles! That's all!"


Viona thought for a moment, reviewing Johan's words, "You're right! I'm just exaggerating my smile!"


"From now on smile, even if you're sad! Just in front of me, you can cry and be sad! Only with me do you split all your barrels! Youunderstand?"


Viona nodded, "Replace your clothes, and rest, accompany Nicky to sleep!"


"Alright," Viona floated a smile of relief, then stepped towards the sofa to remove her bun. Johan follows Viona, sitting opposite Viona. Take a cell phone and yes, work.


It was not difficult for Viona to open her hairpiece because she was used to it. Viona quickly headed to the bathroom and immediately soaked her body in warm water with essential oil rose aroma is so fragrant and soothing. Rubbing his body slowly. Suddenly Viona pulled her lips short, as if she had just remembered something.


Viona leaned her head back to stare at the bathroom ceiling. "Johan must still have thought a thousand times to touch me! If it wasn't for Martin still out there, Johan wouldn't have married me soon!"


Johan checked several emails from overseas clients who were always on him.


"Why did you shower so long? I'm also sultry!" Johan muttered when Viona did not come out for almost 30 minutes in the bathroom. Johan got up and took off the suit that was still attached to him. The pile of muscular stock made the white shirt paint a sturdy and powerful silhouette.


Johan intended to bang on the bathroom door while pulling a tie wrapped around his neck. Just as she reached out her hand to the face of the door, the door opened displaying the figure of Viona with a towel wrapped around her head.


"What a long time?" The fragrant aroma pierced Johan's olfactory, making him freeze for a moment.


"Not really!" Johan painstakingly wet his throat. The maroon dress made Viona's white skin look striking.


Viona's hand-drawn awakened her from something she had long been in her dormitory. Johan moistened his lips, immediately normalizing himself.


"I take a shower, you take a break!" Johan passed by without seeing Viona. Closing the bathroom immediately and flushing his head with cold water.


"Basic, old widower thirsty caress!" for him in the heart when the surge in him never subsides.


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