PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

SEASON 2 Part 8's. Hanoi 6's

"Yes I'll make it, you're satisfied now, you just save it,..." He grimaced widely hearing me threaten him now.

"I'll save up for last night on that porch. I promise you."

I mingle*ring back with a wide smile looking up at the sky. I don't know why the shooting stars make me so happy.

"Why are you so quiet, you want to tell me, you want to share my point of view?" L saw. "We won't see each other again, your secret is safe to take to Jakarta." He looked at me and smiled, his eyes looking up at the vast sky again. I turned back to my eyes to see the sky above me.

"What do you want to know?"

"Well, why do you like short relationships like that." He was silent for a long time, it was hard to possibly say his heartache.

"I once believed in love like Nguyen, but then became incredulous, I even got married." He ever married? Hm... Earlier he said about loyalty, it seems to have something to do with one being unfaithful. "I felt like I missed it while I still believed it, because now every time a beautiful woman approaches me, I feel like reading what they see."

"It's realistic, women want the best. Who wouldn't be tempted to think about it. You generalize too much to the type of people, of course they are interested in success, your mind is already thinking the worst possibilities. You equalize everyone."

"You're right, I equate everyone, it's a pity that I find the same, as clever as he dodges, I feel targeted." There was a hint of anger between his voices.

I dare not give him advice he must have his own consideration judging people.

"Hope you're lucky to meet one that doesn't target you then. Sometimes it makes things easier on your own, but sometimes there are other times that make you think you have someone to trust and you hold his hand, ... Sometimes I dream of people I like too, even though he's like a star up there unattainable, still beautiful to look at. Being that tough and standing alone is exhausting sometimes..."

I said it in a low voice, if I was probably born in a good family, maybe Ko Derrick saw me. Like his beautiful future wife, Mr. Arnold Lam's daughter.

Although I have known for a long time it feels like seeing him sad too. Suddenly a tear just fell, I didn't know why I was crying, I wiped it off quickly. I didn't expect Oliver to notice me.

"Why are you crying? Need my shoulder? I'm willing to be your back for a while, all night can be." Don Juan this bang*satnya out.

"Geez, I'm not helped in your eyes." He looked at me with his head shaken.

"It's good if you know."

"Sandra Lai, you are a cruel woman, you will regret it later after you come home not to accept me. You say you're lonely, but you're putting a price on too high." He pointed at me, apparently ego-bounding to the bottom of the cliff down there.

"I told you we're different. Don't push, I'm not interested in you. Your bodyguard alone you're a tease, you're a true nation*t. What good I can see from you. Backrest, you immediately take advantage of a narrow opportunity immediately, tell me now from which side I can see you good." I scolded him for a long time, but he was not angry and smiled broadly at me.

Basic sick!

"All right, all right, I lost. Peace is ok Miss Sandra, people will ask why we had a fight with m*esra last night. You don't want to take a good chance, you're the one who lost it, not me..."

"Can't you just talk normal to women."

"I'm not an average guy! Normal is far from your shadow. You've seen it yourself, haven't you, ...." I looked at it with contempt, what was the meaning of his words. How can all this be connected to it. Does he think I still have his XXXL*ze!

"I'm done talking with you. We're trully not in same language even, I'm going to sleep."

**I'm done talking to you. We don't even have the same language, I sleep

"So, go to sleep." He feels winning.

"Boss mes*um. I'm going to sleep"

And every time we talk we end up fighting. We are not the same species. The strange thing is that he's not offended I tried to fight with him.