Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Sweet Husband's

The sun slid into the western horizon, but the boys were still not tired of the toys. No more looking, sweating, and messy.

The young mother who was still loyal lingered in the backyard seemed to be clustered in one place. Although this event is not interesting, it is too dear to miss. The appearance of a tired-looking hot daddy is a magnet for them.

This makes an Ivy suddenly careless. Moreover, only those who were left giggling while stealing a glance towards Harris. I don't know what they're talking about but Ivy doesn't like it. So that his farewell step home, turned to the horde

"Mak-mbak, the show is over! Still sitting on the day? Not looking for a husband?" Ivy was standing not far from their seat. While crossing her arms she rebukes the woman of insignificance and is somewhat ignorant of herself, according to him.

Hearing this, no less the five people exchanged lyrics in an understatement look. One of them stood up with an annoying laziness, glancing at Ivy with her upper lip pulled up.

"You who? The host, right? Just drive around! Want to find a husband does not have the same business there! Why bother thinking about our business?"

The sound of support from below echoed, making the woman feel like she was in the wind.

"Who is that too? A sodara? Not really, right? Or do you want to help clean up this place?" The woman widened to face the indifferent-looking Ivy.

"It's best to go home soon, ma'am! Here you guys are also not considered the same Madam of the house!"

The buzz on the table made everyone turn to the source of the sound. No exception Kira and Harris who are still finishing some business with EO who is working on the event this afternoon.

"So, your mouth is! Who are you to dare to displace us? Wherever we want to linger, no one will mind! Don't you know who we are?"

"Do not know, and do not want to know!" Answer Ivy casually.

"Stop, Vy!" Kira stops Ivy from provoking his complex neighbors.

"Lo has no real theme, Ra! Don't you just be as kind as him?" The woman accused Ivy right in front of her nose.

"You'd better go home! The event is over, and we also want to get some rest!" Gently, Kira drives away her neighbors. This is what makes Kira lazy to invite their neighbors. Too haughty.

"Well, Mrs Harris is haughty too! We'll go as we please! No need to tell us to leave!" More haughty the woman crossed her chest.

"Understand, Miss! We have privacy and other interests! You are quite disturbing with your presence!"

"God you're so mean, Mrs Harris, we just want to get to know you better!"

Kira frowned, looking at the woman's attitude which suddenly softened and melted. But, when a sturdy hand hooked his waist, Kira understood.

"What what what, Yang?" Harris pulled his wife's body closer. Even shamelessly she kissed the side of Kira's head gently.

"These ladies want to say goodbye, Yang!" Kira looked at her husband full of gentleness, then glanced at the women. "Isn't that right, Miss?"

"Oh, thanks for your presence! Sorry if the show is boring! Greetings to your husband, ma'am!" Harris lowered his head slightly without intending to shake or change his body position.

The women looked at each other, a little ashamed of Mr. Handsome's subtle-braining. Resisting being disappointed, they inched slowly, then immediately left the backyard after calling their children.

"Thanks Vy! You are my best friend!" Kira turned away from her husband's arms, embracing Ivy who was still staring at the departure of the socialite woman.

Ivy scowled, her hand returning her sidekick, "You shouldn't have held me back!"

"Remember it's old!" A taunt-filled glance accompanied by a slash from Kira's hip made Ivy cluck.

"Yes, I should have been more patient" Ivy stabbed her best friend in the nose. "Your rich."

"He's getting fierce, Vy!" Cetus Harrisand. The handsome man rubbed his nose with the back of his fingers.

Of course it makes Kira's lips conical great.

Harris' words inevitably made Ivy chuckle. "He was fierce a long time ago, Bro! It's just that he's covering it up from you!"

"If I knew, Vy! It was me-"

"Dip home ah, afraid of getting angry too!" Without saying goodbye, Ivy crossed the courtyard quickly. Letting the couple continue their fight.

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Seven nights all back to normal. The three toddlers were already curled up on the bed after dinner. They're too tired like that.

Kira confirmed their position and widened the blanket wrapped around the bodies of the three of them. A warm kiss landed on each of their eyebrows.

Although tired, Kira cleaned up the room that was still a mess after suddenly becoming a dressing room this afternoon. Collect scattered clothes and toys that can never stay in one place.

The bathroom door opened, revealing her husband who was fresh in pajamas.

"Day, Yang! Let me continue," Harris pushed the toy basket closer to Kira who was kneeling under the bed's feet.

"Step, Bang! Stay a little!"

Harris's hand raised Kira's body, forcing her to stand up. "Band!"

"All right!" Kira kissed the corner of her husband's lips. Before stepping into the bathroom. However, the ringing of his phone undoes his intention. Slightly wrinkled, Kira reached for her phone.

"Rose?" Kira muttered when she saw Rose's name, the boutique owner called her. "Abang, I'll answer the phone first!"

Without waiting for an answer from Harris, Kira walked towards the balcony. Harris just shook his head slowly. Vaguely Harris overheard his wife lecturing the caller, which made Harris curious.

And sure enough, his dear wife was struggling with the caller.

With long strides, Harris approached his wife. Take over the phone that's still stuck in Kira's ear.

"My wife is tired, please don't bother! I'll call you back later!" Harris's thumb pressed the red icon without waiting for the caller's answer.

Patiently, Harris led his irritated wife into the bathroom. Prepare warm water and give fragrance.

"Bath and go to sleep! You're too tired today!" Harris helped Kira take off her clothes. Push it towards the bath up.

"Let Brother help you shower, Yang!"

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