Me And The Rich Man's

Chapter 101's

Evan laid his body on the side of Hanna who was still asleep. Hugging and kissing her face to make the woman feel disturbed by the thin feathers that grow around her husband's face. As a result, Hanna opened her eyes. 

“Emh ... I overslept ya?” he said in a hoarse voice, while researching the room and stretching his hands to the side to stretch his muscles. 

“It's okay, sleep again.” Evan played his nose on Hanna's cheek which made the woman smile amusedly. She could never stand the tingling sensation when her skin came into contact with the fine fur on her husband's face. 

“Stop! Hahaha!” He tried to push Evan's head away, but Evan even closer his face and this time playing in the neck niche. “Please stop, I can't stand it. Hahaha!” 

“Let's just.” Evan buried his face in his neck, chest and ended the game by kissing the cheek. Then looked at Hanna's face fixedly and stroked her. “You feel better now?” 

“Iya.” Hanna smiled faintly, hugged Evan and buried her face in her husband's chest. “Thank you, Darling.” 

Evan's eyes shriveled at the call. Hanna very rarely called out to him with words of affection. 

“Try saying again!” 

“What?” Hanna's head lifted, looking at Evan with a thin frown on her forehead. 

“What did you call me?” 

Hanna was embarrassed. Covering his face with both hands. However, it seemed that Evan never felt enough to tease her. “Come on, say it again. You rarely call me darling. Is it polite for a wife to call her husband by name only? Besides I'm much older than you.” 

“Don't tease me like that.” Hanna grabbed a pillow and flailed to her husband's body. They laughed and attacked each other with pillows, momentarily forgetting the problem that was entangling him. 

Tok Tok Tok! 

The sound of the door being knocked. Evan let go of the hug and headed for the door. Eliya came with a food trolley. 

“This is your order, Mr.” 

“Thank you, Eliya. Just put it there!” Evan pointed at an empty space near the table. 

“Do you need anything else?” eliya said shortly after putting down the food trolley. 

“No, thank you.” 

Eliya was about to come out, but suddenly stopped in the doorway. Then turn his body again. "Oh yes, Mr ... Mr. Osman is waiting downstairs. He ordered ... if you can not for long."

"Yes, tell him after eating I'll go down."

"Good."

Evan went back into the room. Hanna seemed to have been sitting sweetly on the sofa while staring at the food menu that Eliya had just brought. He grabbed the tomato juice and sipped it. 

“Fresh once.” 

While Evan went to the big glass window and lifted the curtain, until the light from outside filled the entire room.

Hanna approached and hugged him from behind, causing Evan to jump in shock and spill tomato juice onto their clothes. 

"Ah, my goodness. How is this, my clothes getting dirty?" Hanna put a glass of juice on the table and rubbed her white shirt suddenly red. 

“Sorry, Honey! I was completely unintentional. Wrong yourself why suddenly appear behind?” 

“Yes already, it's okay. Your clothes are also dirty, sorry,” she said while wiping her husband's clothes. “Is there no tissue in this room?” 

“Nothing! Just take a shower.”

"Mandi?"

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Hanna wrapped her body in a bathrobe, tied a rope around her left waist and sat on a chair. The scene that happened between her and her husband in the bathroom really made her face red. 

“Yeah, I'm ashamed of it.” Hanna rubbed her hot cheek. “What is normal to do so in the bathroom.” He took a long breath. 

Not long after, Evan came out of the bathroom. Makes Hanna look embarrassed. Glancing at the dishes at the dining table that have not been eaten because it must be replaced with scenes of eating each other in the bathroom. 

“The food is cold. Can I order another one?” ask Evan. 

“No need, we will eat this only. It is not good to throw food away. I've had a hard time eating.” 

Evan smiled and rubbed Hanna's still wet hair. 

The sound of the door being knocked back was heard. Evan walked towards the door and opened it slightly leaving a gap that was only enough for his head. Osman stood at the door, looking at him suspiciously. 

“What's up?” evan asked directly to open the door to reveal his body that only uses a towel. Making Osman cursing in the heart. 

“Didn't you say you want to finish something?” 

Evan pats her forehead, how he can forget the promise with Osman to settle the affair with Aysel and her ex-husband and choose to fulfill his wild fantasies with Hanna.

“Ah, forgive me. I forget. Wait a minute, I'll be right down.” He closed the door again with no shame, making Osman snort. 

“Not at home, not at restaurants the same. Basic!” 

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Osman stared lazily when he saw the elevator door open and raised his master from there. Sipping a glass of coffee in front of him while grumbling inwardly. He glanced at the couple who came out in different clothes when he came earlier.

"Darling, you go to the car first. I have a little business with Osman."

"All right."

Hanna had already stepped first, entering the parked car right in front of the entrance.

"Sorry to keep you waiting a long time."

"No problem, Sir. I waited for you for three hours and it was fun" Osman said, showing him a few cups of coffee.

"You're insinuating, huh?" evan said he did not accept it. "I need extra nutrients to beat people up!"

Yeah, of course you are. You're over libido while I'm over caffeine.

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