Me And The Rich Man's

Chapter 47's

Crying is a natural human response to any form of emotion. Sadness, disappointment, anger, frustration. Not only that, the form of happiness is sometimes evaporated in crying. Crying is one of the best ways to calm down. 

Hanna had already become calmer after letting go of the burden that had been squeezing her shoulders all along. Her crying started to stop leaving a hiccuping sound. While Evan still rubbed his hair and back. Occasionally immerse a gentle kiss in the forehead. 

“You know ... You are an amazing woman. Whoever gets you is a lucky man. I know being in your position went awry. You're pregnant without a husband. You keep them growing in your womb, when some other woman chooses to abort - even if the world might judge you. You gave birth and took care of them all by yourself. You're forced to be a strong, mature woman, even if you're actually fragile. And you cover all those weaknesses well. Making Sky and Star amazing kids.” 

Hanna fell silent, sipping on the scent of the man's body. He dissolves into Evan's arms for the first time. Closing his eyes for a moment, seeped in the radiating warmth as his head leaned against the man's chest until he could hear his heartbeat clearly.

The clear liquid was dripping again without being able to be dammed. Evan tightened his arms, smelling his forehead over and over again. 

“I'm sorry ... I love you ... I love you ... I love you ..” Three times Evan whispered that line in Hanna's ear. 

Until the warm and peaceful feeling began to seep, Hanna's eyes were closed again by itself. Tiredness that shackles him. 

Osman remained faithful in front of the open door. Some neighbors are still there, some stay because they are curious what will happen next, some want to apologize directly. 

Not long after, Evan came out with Hanna in his arms. Carrying him down three steps in front of a small terrace. Hanna seemed to be leaning against Evan's chest with her eyes closed. Crying for hours makes him tired and sleep soundly.   

“Please give way, Mistress!” Osman stepped first through several people who crowded the small alley, until they shifted their position to the edge. Evan walked behind her by holding Hanna. While some people tailed behind to the end of the alley. 

“Please, Mr.” Osman opened the rear car door, then glanced at some neighbors. “Mr and Madam, I think everything is clear tonight. Please don't have any more lopsided news or bad allegations about Miss Hanna. If that happens, Mr. Azkara will definitely act.” 

“Good, Sir,” several people replied.

The car drove away from the settlement. Sometimes Osman glanced back. Evan leaned back as he stroked the face of Hanna who was sleeping on her lap. He took off his coat and wrapped Hanna's body. The air of Amasya City was quite cold that night. 

“We go straight home, Mister?” 

Evan was silent for a moment like he was thinking about something, then replied, 

“Do not!” 

“Then where?” While paying attention to the road in front of him, he occasionally glanced back. 

“Search for a clean and comfortable villa with complete facilities. Before Hanna returns home, maybe you need to discipline the servants.” 

“Good, Sir. I will fix this problem as soon as possible.” 

Osman pulled the car over, pulled the phone out of his pocket. Contacting someone. 

“Prepare an exclusive villa for Mr Azkara! Yeah, right now. Thank you.” 

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