My girlfriend Bad Boy Billionaire

Shane the Bucin

The trip home Flora felt so long, the driver was also silent without giving questions to him. Until finally the driver stopped the luxury four-wheeled vehicle black color to a salon.

"Lho, sir why are we stopping here?" asked the pink-hooded girl in a confused tone.

"I was told by the young master to bring Miss to makeup in the salon all treatment," said the figure in the hat without looking at the interlocutor.

Without feeling strange, Flora went down, she now entered the salon for treatment according to what Shane prepared. The man who drove himself away.

Shane was done with his activities today, he also drove his wife to the salon, while he took a shower and prepared a bouquet of flowers for Flora.

But he also prepared two special gifts that would make his wife happier, and it was already kept very neat.

After how many hours, swmua was ready, he pondered looking back at the flashbacks of his stupidity.

Sitting on his desk chair in the office, Shane stared blankly out the large glass window in his study. The man's mind was filled with flashes of yesterday's events.

The more he thought about it, the greater the guilt felt by Shane for misunderstanding and accusing his own wife of cheating on him with another man. Shane was increasingly agitated at the thought of his wife's feelings which must now be in pain and disappointment with him.

"What should I do, O God," complained Shane to shuffle his own hair.

Had it been, he had not been affected by Rikha and incited the woman's words, none of this would have happened. His wife, Flora, would also not be as heartbroken and disappointed in him as he was today. It had even been a few days that Flora had silenced Shane. This made Shane very frustrated.

"This is all because of you, Rikha!" maki Shane cursed violently at the silent air in his office.

No. gabe. This is not entirely Rikha's fault. It's also Shane's own fault. If only he had more faith in his wife, he would not have been instigated by others. If he were to ask and ask for an explanation to his wife, Flora would not be as angry as she is today.

Completely frustrated by the circumstances, Shane could not concentrate on working. While a stack of documents had been waiting on his desk to be handled, Shane ignored all of them.

Amidst his uneasiness, Shane suddenly sat up straight. The highlight of his eyes was emitting a strong determination, which made his once withered radiance now return bright and clear. A determination to apologize to his wife by showing sincerity from the depths of his heart.

Grabbing his cell phone on the table, Shane contacted someone.

["I need your help,"] Shane said as soon as the phone line was connected.

Without further ado, he immediately said what he wanted, even before the other party had time to greet him first.

["I want everything ready before tonight. No mistake is acceptable"] Shane said unequivocally before closing the call.

A confident smile slowly appeared on his face. Turning his chair back, Shane grabbed one of the documents that had been ignored there since. He began to do his work with passion. Hope everything is done quickly and he can do his plan as soon as possible.

A knock blew his daydream in the room.

"Young Master."

A call was heard from outside her bedroom door. Rushing the handsome young man in formal clothes opened the door.

"Yes what's wrong?" shane said with a firm tone.

"It's time to pick up Young Miss" recalled the driver she sent to inform her of her wife's activities.

"Well, go back to your job first, after you've finished your break or you can go home, because I'm giving you a week off for your hard work," shane said in a friendly tone despite looking so firm.

The driver immediately left Shane after saluting. While Shane immediately went to the salon, to pick up his beloved wife.

The smile was not separated from his handsome face. Arriving at the salon where Flora berias, the young man was fixated to see a real angel in front of him, the figure of a beautiful woman who was some days became moody because of his actions.

Slightly sliced yet he wanted today their matter to be resolved. Very gently the young man reached out to Flora, hoping that she would welcome his hand.

Although the hijab-wearing woman was still in a state of anger, she still appreciated her husband. Flora greeted with a faint smile yet there were still traces of injuries.

Gently, Shane directed his wife to get into his private car, the young man opened the door and asked Flora to enter.

"Please come in, my queen," Shane told his wife.

"Thank you."

The short answer with that hurtful look made Shane feel even more guilty.

"It's ready, honey, we go home."

"Darling, are you still mad at me?"

Shane tries to open up a conversation between them while they are already in the car driving towards their home.

However, Flora turned her face away. Don't want to talk to Shane.

Seeing this, Shane smiled wryly. He knew he was wrong, so he didn't push anymore. "I'm sorry, honey. I know I was wrong. You have every right to be mad at me" Shane said before focusing on the street in front of them.

Not long after, they had arrived in front of their own houses. Looking at the somewhat dark state of the house, Flora frowned her forehead puzzled. Looking at Shane, looking at her husband curiously.

"Why is the house dark? Is the power off, or did you forget to turn on the lights, Mas?" ask Flora curiously.

Shane smiled a little. The man got out of the car and opened the door for his wife. Waiting for Flora to get out of the car patiently. Then he closed Flora's eyes with both hands.

"What is this, Mom? Why did you close my eyes?" peeking Flora was shocked by the sudden incident.

"Just calm down, honey. Trust me," whispered Shane affectionately in Flora's ear.

Slowly, Shane led Flora to walk into the house. Shane did not let go of his hand until they arrived in their backyard.

"You ready?" whispered Shane asked Flora.

"What's–"

Flora did not continue her words as her two eyes that had been free, looked at the scene before her. It was a dining table that was decorated in such a way that it gave off a romantic impression.

"Candle light dinner" said Shane, smiling softly at his beloved.

Flora looked at the husband's face with complicated eyes. There is happiness and also must be there, seeing that her husband has prepared all this for himself alone.

"Maos …"