My Friend, My Idol Husband (Julia & Edward)

Meet Devan

POV JULIA again.....

The kiss that just last night hasn't gone away feels like it's getting kissed again. The more my heart beats. Kuraba again these lips while commenting on a happy smile.

"Hi, it looks like you're the new secretary," someone's voice ripped the reverie of my first kiss.

Who is this woman? I seem to have seen it before.

"Yes, Mom. Can I help you?" friendly reply.

Women wear high heels, wear oversize shirts and shorts like not wearing subordinates anymore because the long shirt stands firmly in front of me.

His hair is short. His glasses put the bando on his head. Her makeup is on point from eyebrows, eyelashes, eye shadow, mascara, and a complete blushon. A beautiful woman in my opinion. But still wait for me of course.

He looked around like he was looking for something. My question he did not reveal, rather he ignored me.

"Mom, how can I help you?" ask me again because I have not received an answer from him.

As I recall Mr. Edward there were no appointments with any female clients today. Then who is He?

"Mom? On what basis do you call me Mother?" the sarcophagus is on me.

"I'm sorry" I said feeling guilty.

"Call me, Miss. I'm not yet mothers" he said, allowing the bangs to the side of the ear.

Hadeuhwas.... Patience Julia patient...

"Can I help you, Miss?" I said it again gently.

"Where's your boss?" tanyanya jutek's.

"Mr Edward, he's in the director's room. There's kep..."

"Make me green tea without sugar" he cut me off and walked to the couch and sat there. "Now yes! I'm thirsty once," he ordered again.

Huh. Very rude of him. Who the hell? If Mr. Edward finds out you're that rude to me, he won't want to work with you. I'll make sure of that.

"Cock even dumb. Hurry up!!" he shouted impatiently.

"Well, miss," I went straight to the pantry.

Uuhhhh that sucks that woman. I stomped my feet annoyed with his treatment. Up in the pantry turned out that the green tea was exhausted I had to go down to pick it up in the first floor pantry.

I made him a drink with a bad feeling. How not, his attitude was very rude.

Waitaminute! Isn't that woman. The woman in the photo with Mr. Edward. He's my ex-boyfriend's future husband. Why did he come here? Request back? It's not that easy, miss.

I gotta hurry. I'm not gonna let that woman scoop up my future husband.

Carrying a cup of green tea with great haste I walked back. However, I stopped my steps when I heard Mr. Edward's voice. Apparently he's back.

"Go and don't come back! I'm getting married to the girl of my choice, "it's good to hear Mr. Edward throw her out and say he's getting married.

I'm glad to hear him say that. Instantly made me fly high up in the clouds.

But a moment later I heard a statement that broke me instantly. The glass I brought just fell out of my hand.

"I'm pregnant. I'm carrying your son, Edward," thunderbolt, like lightning striking in the daytime.

The woman's statement was like piercing the recesses of the heart. Now the bloodless pain that people often say happens to me. My body trembled with pain in my chest that blocked my esophagus until I couldn't speak. Continues slowly make dew around the eyes and melts into a streak of tears.

The glass that fell broke just like my heart was now broken. I don't know what to do.

Even with the woman was just as surprised to see me with an unquantifiable gaze.

"sorry. Please continue," I have no power to hold back.

I ran to the top floor. I cried all over the rooftop of this building. At least no one will hear me here.

God, why my love story is not as beautiful as in Korean drama. I didn't ask for leeminho, leejongsuk or leejoongi. I just want real human love.

My first love for Devan ended tragically because I didn't dare to confess my love for him. Devan eventually married someone else.

Now do I have to give up my love for Mr Edward? I already loved her. I am so happy to even marry him. But why did the woman have to appear with the fetus in her stomach?

I would never be selfish to separate those who would have a baby. I can't have that woman giving birth without a husband. And the baby was born without a father.

But I love Mr. Edward. Even though I haven't said that I love her.

I kept crying out for my pain and sadness. Until I feel like I have to get out of this building. I have to get out of here before Mr. Edward finds me.

I'd better not meet him first. I want to calm down after that I will ask for his explanation and hear his decision. I will accept whatever it is even if it hurts.

I went downstairs floor by floor using the elevator. Arriving in the lobby I remembered my bag and phone were still in the room. A few minutes I had the dilemma of having to go back to the room or not. Because I haven't met Mr. Edward yet and I'm lazy to meet that woman.

However, when I turned around Mr. Edward was holding the woman with an anxious face. Some people helped him put the woman in the car. Then go and slowly disappear into the highway.

For a moment I was just looking at an unexpected sight. My heart is getting sliced. I don't care anymore about bags and phones left behind.

I went out, walked down the street because there was no money or purpose. My life doesn't seem to mean anything anymore. Disappointed, angry, sad all become one.

Tears kept flowing down the river. My feet keep walking down the street and I don't know where. My body began to limp because I was tired of walking.

My hand like something was pulling made me turn to face with the one pulling my arm.

"Devan," I muttered.

"Miss Julia," she called out in surprise at my daze-like state in the middle of the street. "Don't, miss, we're in the car!" Devan grabbed me and helped me get in his car.

Devan got into the car and drove off. I saw the worry on his face. He must be worried about me because I'm his master's son.

Devan picks up the phone that is behind the pocket of the suit he is wearing.

"No, Devan. Don't tell Dad!" my prevent.

"Why, Miss? You should know that Miss is not doing well like this" he said.

"No. I don't want to worry him" I replied.

Devan keeps his phone back in his pocket. "Alright, if that's what Miss wants," he said obediently.

"Devan, I don't want to go home. I want to calm myself down where others don't know where I am" I asked.

"You want me to take you to the family villa?"

I shook my head because I was confused about where I was going.

"To the hotel?"

I shook my head again.

Devan slowed down his car and stopped in front of a mini market.

Devan sighed. He was watching me closely. His hand wiped the remains of tears on my cheek. He seemed sad to see my situation.