Meet In 1998

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Diandra went home and entered without a sound, the oldest maid saw her and was a little confused.

Diandra ignored his greeting and immediately walked into the room, entered and closed the door and sat leaning on the door.

She was crying but not making a sound because her right hand was tightly shut.

'Can't Mike be like that, ' her inner self

His memory immediately returned during the first meeting with Alvaro, he did not expect the blanket child could come to lie. Unfortunately for Alvaro is the same as his affection for Glenca.

After a long time of crying her eyes were swollen, she walked towards the bathroom then undressed and immediately took a short shower.

Out of the bathroom, his gaze was on Mike who had somehow returned home, Mike holding a nightgown lying on the floor, when the bathroom door opened, while crouching he looked at Diandra.

Diandra's swollen eyes are clearly visible

"What's wrong?" ask Mike

Diandra lowered his head to think of a reasonable reason, for now he was not willing to expose everything.

There must be strong evidence to speak up and ask for an explanation.

Diandra shook his head, Mike went straight to her while still holding the nightgown, "Why are his eyes swollen," he stroked his wife's face, still red from a hot bath.

"Maybe sleep later," Diandra pulled Mike's hand from her cheek.

Mike looked at him a little in disbelief

"It's just a dream, a dream is just a sleeping flower," Mike smiled, without Diandra noticing Mike's left hand clenching tightly in the nightgown, from the eyes it looks calm but no one knows if Mike's heart is currently frightened.

"Yes it's just a dream" Diandra gave a grinning smile and moved away to pick up clothes in the closet.

Relaxing clothes are her choice.

Mike looked at his wife who was already in the dressing room. The door opened so everything was clear.

"We're leaving, why dress like this?" Mike approached and hugged Diandra who stood behind him.

"Today I want to be in a flower garden, okay?" Diandra initially had a cold gaze change her expression as quickly as possible when she turned to face Mike.

"Sure," Mike reached out to a nearby towel and rubbed it over Diandra's still wet hair.

Diandra refused to look into Mike's eyes fearing being caught what he was feeling right now.

But it's not Mike if he doesn't suspect what happened, last night Diandra was still spoiled, still teasing him cheerfully but this morning his gaze was a little cold though still smiling but this smile is not a warm smile usually.

"What's wrong? say it!" said Mike who had stopped his hand, he looked into Diandra's eyes.

"No, it's just that I got carried away with the dream, if it happens I don't know what it's like, I can't part with you but I can't share you with anyone else either," tears were dripping softly on Diandra's face.

Mike's thumb wiped away the tears, "I wouldn't be like that, it's just a dream so don't think about it,"

Diandra nodded