My Life with the CEO

Explanation of Yoora

That afternoon Diana had made an appointment to meet with Yoora. They will meet at a nearby cafe in the middle of their home.

Diana really had to know who and what the person who sent the photo meant, through Yoora in order to get to her.

Andrew instead laughed at the photos sent to Diana's phone, but he was furious. Andrew knew it made Diana sad.

"I want to see you jealous, but I don't want to see the look on your sad face, especially if you cry" Andrew said with an angry face.

"If you're still in doubt, I could ask for a cctv recording of the room, or Mike to be a witness if I really ignore Gladys."

"I really must deter those who do this,"

"I don't need any proof other than your honesty, baby. You can already feel it, if I believe you."

Of course, last night after their great romance coupled with a dragon writhing in the cave, Diana found herself already shaken by Andrew upon waking up in the morning.

Andrew held Diana in his arms.

"I will always be honest with you. Whatever happens you have to trust me, your husband." Andrew said with emphasis on every word.

"Of course my husband."

And this afternoon by leaving baby Aaron in the hands of his nanny, also under the supervision of butler Jhon, Diana was waiting for Yoora in a cafe.

There was no need to wait long because five menut then Yoora had already come.

"Hi Diana, I'm sorry I'm late huh," said Yoora as she put her ass on the chair.

"I just arrived" said Diana.

The female servant approached them.

"Good afternoon madam, are you going to order something?"

"I want a black coffe and a piece of brownies" Yoora said quickly.

"I haven't had coffee this morning" Yoora whispered to Diana.

"If you are a mistress?" the waiter asked, looking at Diana.

"Give earl grey tea and apple strudle."

"Alright madam, wait five minutes, your order will be ready soon."

The servant left them.

"Hahhh. Today I was made dizzy by my children. They do not want to get up and go to school. The lazy one, the one with the headache. Even I had to get off the tabgan and drag them towards the bathroom. Think they are in grades 6 and 4. It's really exhausting" said Yoora at length.

"That's how the kids are," Diana said with a small smile.

"But your big boy, he doesn't seem to be the troublemaker type, does he?"

"Of course not, Conrad's a good boy."

"You and your great, big-spirited husband adopted a child without herding it in the mass media" Yoora said with a serious face.

"Yoora, regarding the photos you sent me..."

"Ah yes, the photo, right. Ah, Diana forgive me. I feel like you should know before it's too late." Yoora cut Diana's words and began to show her concern.

"Where did you get it?"

"Does that matter?" ask Yoora.

"Yes it's important." Joanna shrugged her shoulders.

Diana was silent for a moment, giving the waiter the opportunity to serve their order. And say thank you when the waiter leaves.

"For me it's important. Because the first photo you gave me was a picture of my husband's past. As for the second photo, it's true that it just happened, but I can be sure it was intentional" Diana said firmly, pouring tea into her small glass.

"Are you asking your husband?" asked Yoora by raising her eyebrows.

"He told me before I asked," Diana said calmly as she cut the apple strudle and chewed it slowly.

Yoora was silent for a moment while stirring the coffee in front of her. He looked at Diana with an astonished look. Like maybe a woman younger than him, can be calm to see photos of the intimacy of her husband and other women.

"I don't know who sent the photo to me" Yoora said suddenly.

Then he took his smartphone and opened the message screen. He points to an anonymous Diana who sent the photo to Yoora's smartphone.

"I've tried calling the number, but it's not connected" said Yoora, letting Diana hold her smartphone.

Diana took her smartphone and moved the number, then tried to dial the number. And as Yoora said, the number is off.

Diana breathed. His brain started working on everything that had happened in recent times, and he had no suspicions of anyone.

"Are you the only one who took this picture?" ask her again.

"Come," said Yoora, shrugging her shoulders.

And suddenly, Yoora's smartphone clutches a sign of incoming messages. When she opened it looked an unknown no sent her something. When opened, look back pictures of Andrew with some beautiful women.

Yoora immediately showed the message to Diana. The number used by the person back is a different number than before. Diana again watched the photos.

Some of these women he recognized as the past of Andrew. But what does the person mean is to bring the old photo back and send it to Yoora. As if she could tell that she and Joora knew each other.

All the questions were so stirred up in Diana's mind. Whoever did that they declared hostility. Because if they don't, they won't spread old photos to others.

Ting! A message came in. Diana pointed the cursor at the message.

Look, with a past like this and wonderful beautiful women, how can a man survive.

Diana's move unites. Diana immediately pressed the button to call the number but it was useless. That number is dead.

"I understand your feelings," said Yoora with concern.

"My reason is to send all those photos to you, so you can find out early. Not like me. I'm late to learn of my husband's affair."

Yoora sipped her coffee for a moment and then put it back on the table without removing her hand from the coffee glass.

"My husband has deposits in several countries. In Malaysia and Thailand I know. I don't know how much more I don't know. He travels a lot related to the business he runs. And ever since I had children, I never followed him. And this is my sacrifice of being the wife of a successful businessman, if I follow my husband, then I lose my life with my son."

Yoora paused for a moment then cut the brownies and ate them. She needs something sweet to overcome the bitter story that makes her sad.

"And I chose my two children, as a result of which I lost part of my husband. Even though she always came back to my side, but every time she hugged and kissed me, I could imagine how she touched those other jerk women, too" Yoora said in annoyance.

Diana looked at Yoora with concern, she did not expect Joora's domestic life to be like that. At first he was irritated and angry at Yoora, but now he could understand Yoora's reasoning.

"The most important thing is that you have the love of your children. And you have to fight to win your husband's love back" Diana said, touching Yoora's hand.

Yoora turned her face and looked at Diana. She took a tishu to wipe away the tears that had been pooled in her eyelids.

"I'm glad to know you as my friend" said Yoora.

"And I promise I'll find out who meant anything bad to you."

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