Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Staywith me.

~Sorry, I'm not the man you want~ to be

Honestly, Kira was confused as Harris dragged her back down, to the living room where their guests were.

Harris embraced Kira's waist as they stepped together down the stairs. As if affirming who the mistress is in this house. Harris has come back stern, and terrible. No one knew, that the two of them, after crying, wept over their limitations.

Harris looked at Kira, as if reassuring, that she should hang on to her side. Accompanying him past a small pebble on his life journey. Their fingers interlocked, showing the strength of the inner fabric between the two.

After Kira confesses her feelings, Harris is both relieved and sad. Relieved, because there was no more doubt in the hearts of the two, sad because he was not the man Kira wanted. If he becomes the man Kira wants him to be, he'll hurt Kira. If Harris ignores Viona, he's not the man Kira wants either.

"Please promise me one thing, no matter what I am, never leave me" Harris said on the last rung, their eyes clashing with each other, diving into the depths of feeling. Kira smiled, and nodded for sure. Of course not, Harris wishes, according to his heart.

Harris hugged Kira, embracing her strengths and weaknesses. Within him, he could find what was lacking in his life.

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"Darling, she won't let me into the room" Viona sulked, pointing at Johan who was indeed blocking her from leaving this place. Stomping her little legs spoiled. Kira was sick to see it. While Johan, sighing, as if annoyed and lazy to respond.

"What do you want?" Harris stared intently at Viona. Not at all friendly. Kira doesn't know, how they split up, Kira hasn't asked.

"I want us back together, our son needs you" replied the spoiled Viona. Seduction-filled.

"Are you sure she's mine?" Harris hugged Kira's waist. Getting closer.

"Yes, I'm sure, you doubt me?" Viona suddenly frowned, annoyed.

"You need money?,"

"No, I need you, honey," Viona flashed, as if angry. A little scream, amplifying his answer. "I want to go back to this house, back with you, with our son,"

Harris clenched his teeth, he wasn't sure they were his, but what if they were? Harris looked back at Kira, asking for approval. However, Kira thought, Harris made sure that she was okay. Kira smiled, a smile that meant different things to Harris.

"Alright, you can stay here until the child is born, but, don't go beyond your limits" Harris said. He thinks this decision is the best.

"Jo, come with me," Harris turned, "Get in the room, I'll see you later" Harris peeked at his wife's lip.

Viona was surprised not to play. Although he refused to believe, Harris' treatment of his wife showed how much Harris loved his wife. If Viona was smart, she would have surrendered, even before the war flag fluttered, before the war drums were on the table.

Harris and Johan pass, heading for the study, which is next to Harris's room.

Kira once again, convinced herself. Harris just doesn't want to make things harder. His image as a big man and that woman as a celebrity. It will be difficult for them in the future if until this disgrace comes out.

Kira gave a clumsy smile, as her two eyes met Viona. The woman looked desperate, but she tried to stay upright.

"Sorry for all this inconvenience, let me show you your room, Viona,"

"No need, I know where my room is," Viona dismissed Kira's hand as she was about to take over her suitcase.

Kira smiled, watching Viona who was stepping towards her room, Kira and Harris's room. Kira let it go, anyway she won't have a place there. Kira turned her attention to the little girl on the sofa. His face was sad, and looked weak, depressed.

"Hi, sweet girl, have you eaten yet?" Kira lowered her head in front of the little girl whom Kira thought resembled Viona.

Crystal shook her head, and it made Kira smile again. Approaching a shy child, it is a little difficult, moreover, his three children no one has a shy nature.

"Darling, what's your name?" Kira crouched down in front of the curly-haired girl who was inching backwards as she approached Kira.

"Crystals,"

"Good name, let's eat, dear," Kira stretched out her hand in front of the Crystal, she hesitantly grabbed Kira's hand.

This hand was so small and weak, Kira felt her heart sliced, imagining what happened to this little girl.

Kira picked up a few stacks of chocolate jam bread, Kira didn't know what Crystal liked, so she chose a flavor that children generally liked.

Kira smiled watching the seated Crystal swinging her legs.

"Come, eat!," Kira thrust out a plate of chocolate jam filling bread and a glass of milk in front of the Crystal.

Crystal was a little shy to take it. He looked between Kira and the heap of bread alternately.

"Honey, breakfast is important, so since it's almost past breakfast time, Kristal don't put it off again, okay!," Kira smiled, rubbing Crystal's head gently.

Kristal nodded slowly, then began to take the sandwich and started eating voraciously. Kira felt sorry to see this girl, her mother looked perfect while her son, a little unkempt.

"Honey, can Aunt ask?," Slowly Kira medekati Kristal, rubbing the floating black rikma plan gently. Crystal nodded slowly, without stopping her mouthful.

"Papa Kristal where?," Kira hesitated a little, but curiosity in her heart, thrashing want to be revealed immediately.

"Of course, Kristal just lives with Mama?."

"No, Aunt. It wasn't Crystal Mama, Aunt Viona it was just nurturing the Crystal temporarily, because Crystal's parents had already died," Crystal said this kind of thing casually, there was no pressure or sadness in his voice.

Kira was stunned, slightly disbelieving Crystal's speech. It is impossible for a child as small as he is taught to lie. Since seeing her for the first time, Kira believes Crystal is the son of Viona. The resemblance between the two, only the hair was different.

"Yes already, Kristal continues her breakfast, later Aunt calls Sister Rina to accompany the breakfast Crystal," Kira smiled. Poor little boy.

Kira does not not know or forget who Viona is, there are many things that must be said Kira here. But I don't know where he should start.

The house, which was once quiet, is now boisterous. Suddenly, many people entered carrying large frames. Kira is confused, so after allowing them to start work, Kira heads to Harris's study.

Harris was still in his study when Kira walked in. Slowly, Kira closed the door.

"Are you better?" Kira smiled as Harris turned to her.

"Am I sick?" Harris stood up, welcoming his wife.

"I'll excuse you, sir," Johan chose to stay away from his sore eyes.

Harris nodded, then led Kira to the sofa. Put Kira in his lap.

"Hey, I'm heavy, you know," Kira slightly held back her body.

"I'm still holding your weight" Harris smiled. Harris has been soft back. Forcibly pulled Kira into his lap.

"All right, I won't be sad anymore. You asked," Kira no longer held her weight. As long as he asks, Kira thought.

"What do you think?" Harris inserted Kira's black rikma behind her ear.

I thought for a moment, "I think I should keep mine."

"You're so smart" Harris peeped Kira's long fingers. Linking it with Harris fingers, they were one.

"You know, I'm afraid if you judge me badly, so I'd rather let him stay with us. I don't want to admit my mistake, I was wrong. I'm not running away from responsibility, but I'm not sure if she's mine" Harris rubbed the back of Kira's hand from her cheek to her lip. Close your eyes, enjoy the touch of Kira's hand.

"Just do what you think is good. Don't think about me, did you forget? I've been friends with actors for almost 7 years" Kira leaned her body against her husband's chest. Pulling Harris' hand coiled around her stomach.

Harris laughed softly, "I don't know, you haven't told me."

"Really?," Kira squinted, trying to remember again, but Kira could not remember.

"Yes, of course," replied Harris.

"You know, I think I'm the third among you" Kira smiled.

"You're the third wife" Harris corrected Kira's statement.

"So, I'm Mrs Harris, right?."

Harris raised his eyebrows, "May I say so."

They both laughed, left, no longer want to think anything.

"Do you have a plan?" asked Harris who had calmed down.

"No, it's just, I need to do something these few days," Kira inched down from Harris' lap.

"With that woman?."

"Oh, I don't know, but until he acts curiously, I'm not disinclined to him," Kira puffed out her chest, as if she wasn't afraid of anything.

Kira chooses silence, saving everything first, before she uncovers the veil within Viona. At least, Harris no longer wanted Viona. That's more than enough now.

"Are you done?" asked Harris suddenly.

"Already, but not now," Kira makes a spoiled gnaw. However, as fast as lightning he ran to the door, lest Harris pursue him. Harris laughed at him.

"Alright, it looks like I need extra nutrition" Harris said.

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Good night everyone, happy reading, and happy resting. ❤❤❤