SECRET WIFE YOUNG MASTER

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"Driver, my husband works as a driver." Gloria lies to Yuna.

"Supervice?" Yuna nodded slowly, one finger she put on her chin.

"Yes, private driver." Gloria reassures Yuna.

"Oh private driver, that's good.!" Yura hardened her tone of voice.

"Good??." Gloria looked at Yuna in confusion.

"Of course it's good, at least if your husband has a good employer he won't get a PHK like working in a factory." Yuna said sure.

The factory? PHK?, Gloria was silent for a moment. He never thought what was in his best friend's head.

"Aah, you're right." Gloria just assented.

For too long the two beautiful girls talked, until both of them forgot time.

Gloria saw a round object stuck on the wall of the cafeteria already showing at 11 p.m. It turned out that they had spent some time chatting for quite a while, until the porridge in Yuna's bowl dried up in the wind.

"You don't have Yun class?." Ask Gloria.

"So, it's past. Occasional ditching doesn't matter. hehehe." Yuna replied casually, she flaunted her row of white teeth. "What about yourself?" he continued.

"I don't have class today, I went to college to meet you."

"Uuh.. Sweet my best friend."

"Hurry to your class, don't skip all your courses. That's not good."

"Yes yes, you are like my mother. I'll go in but later, after filling my stomach. Look at! my food is no good to eat." Yuna thrust out the porridge she had eaten.

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ARS Hotels

This is where Gloria is now, in front of the big, luxurious building she works in. Looks like people are coming in and out of there. She smiled bitterly, this place where she hung her life was what took away her life a few days ago.

Luckily, the one who fucked her wasn't a dappled nose jerk. But the Empyrean Hotel, a cold man who wants to be responsible for the mistakes he has made.

Gloria stepped foot steadily into the multi-storey hotel, and spread her gaze over every inch of the place she passed. He stopped at the door saying HRD.

Geck.. Geck.. Gloria knocked on the door.

"Get in" sounded from inside there.

Chequek.. Gloria opened the door very carefully and entered it. "Excuse me sir." He said to the man in his 50s who was sitting in his chair.

"Oh Gloria, please sit down. Why are you here?"

"This sir, I'm giving you this." Putting his resignation on the table.

"Why? Have I found another job?." Ask the boss kindly.

"Yes sir." Gloria nodded.

"Alright, you can take the rest of your salary in the financial section."

"Thank you sir, I'm sorry." Gloria came out of the room. Then took his salary in the financial section, after which he immediately left the hotel.

He walked down, looking at the beautiful shoes he had been wearing since this morning. Fortunately, just now at the campus Yuna did not pay too much attention to her appearance, so she did not have to think about the answer if her best friend asked a lot. Gloria was still walking down and struggling with her thoughts, until she was in front of the hotel parking lot, suddenly.

BRUISES..

"Abs!!." Gloria screeched as her body hit a man of such great stature that it caused her tiny body to jerk and be pushed down.

"sick." Gloria murmured while cleaning her hands that were hit by the rough parking floor.

Gloria recognized the voice, she raised her head. For a moment the beautiful girl stared at the brown eye bead, the sturdy jaw, and the sharp nose of the man in front of her. The man did not seem to want to help Gloria, so Gloria woke up and stood up by herself. Gloria did not mind him because she knew that if the man helped her, she would be the center of attention for passers-by.

"Sorry.. I accidentally hit you, sir." Gloria said regretfully.

"Next time be careful, go home if your business is done and wait for me at home." Said the man who was none other than Shaka who is now her husband. His eyes were cold, but his words sounded warm.

"Yes sir, I'll be home soon." Gloria runs away from Shaka, who is still standing.

"Miss, you're done?." A loyal chauffeur drove Gloria anywhere since she left Shaka's house this morning.

"Already sir, let's go home." Gloria got into the car that was parked a little far from the hotel area.

Gloria sees the clock on her phone screen showing at 2pm, she still has a little time to stop by her house before Shaka gets home from work.

He exhaled before staring at the driver who was focused on watching the streets.

"Sir, can we come by my house for a minute?."

"Miss' house..?." The driver seemed to think for a moment and said, "Can Miss, where is the address.?"

Gloria told her home address, and then the driver drove his vehicle to the address.

Gloria leaned her head on the chair, her eyes staring out the window. His mind wandered everywhere, guessing about his fate ahead. He seemed to be a rich man who rode a luxury car and had a private driver, really inversely proportional to himself first. Let alone riding a car, to take a public bus he had to collect money with difficulty. But will he be happy with his fate now?.

"Which house is your house?."

"Miss..." Ask the driver again when there is no unit from his young lady.

"eek.. How sir?." Said the newly awakened Gloria.

"Which house are you Miss?, we have reached the address that miss mentioned."

"aaah.. Straight away a little more sir, there'll be a wooden fenced house."

The driver drove the car back slowly.

"Stop.. Stop sir, this is my house." The driver put the car into the small yard of Gloria's house. After the car stopped completely, Gloria got out of the car.

"Sir, are you coming in?." Ask Gloria.

"No Miss, thank you. I'll wait here." The driver refused.

"Well, I'll just be a minute." Gloria took her foot and stopped at the door.

"This door, it looks better. Maybe he was right to break it down, and then he replaced it with a new door." The one in Gloria's masud is Shaka.

Gloria opened the door, but what a pity, it was locked!!. Yes, the door was locked and Gloria certainly did not have the key because Shaka had just replaced the door with a new one.

"Kc.. I can't get into my own house." Gloria clucked in annoyance, twisted her body then returned to the car.

"Have you been?, why so briefly. Looks like the lady hasn't been able to get in yet."

"How can I enter sir, your young master changed my house keys. And I don't have that key." Gloria said with annoyance. "We'll just go home."

Eventually Gloria failed to enter her own home, but she wanted to reminisce about the contents of her old house.

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