Shackles In Love

Chapter 66 This is How it Tastes

"You sure you're accompanied by your husband?" bryan asked while teasing Zoya. His eyes were five watts.

"Mas, you go on sleeping again, your eyes are so horrible. It's like a jombie. You must be tired, right."

"The fatigue is instantly gone if Mas is hugged by you." whispered Bryan making Zoya's eyes perfectly patterned. She immediately covered the bathroom because if she continued to serve her husband, she could urinate in her room.

"Darling are you ashamed?" bryan asked and put his body back in bed. His eyes closed because he was still sleepy. His eyes opened wide when he heard Zoya saying she was leaving. He was very afraid when his wife really left him. What should he do if all came true, he would definitely not be able to imagine it.

"Ah, relieved as well." sighed Zoya and returned to her bed. He saw Bryan who had closed the word with his feet hanging sideways. Zoya sighed and shook her head slowly. She walked to the other side and fixed the position of her husband's legs.

"What's so tired that he can't raise his legs" he said. A second later Bryan's eyes opened and looked so sad.

Bryan patted the spot next to him and hinted Zoya lying there. He complied and immediately went back to lying there. Bryan immediately grabbed her and looked into Zoya's eyes in a hinting "i want to." instantly making Zoya's hair goosebumps.

He closed his eyes and put his head in Bryan's arms. Her husband's chest area is very comfortable as a place of support. Zoya smiles remembering the moment her husband touched her lovingly. Unlike the first time they were in contact.

"Why?" bryan asked in a hoarse voice.

Bryan opened his eyes, he could no longer sleep because he was thinking of something that he had once regretted without thinking long. He had to return his wife's good name, but she still didn't know how. Plus the women who were so similar to Donita, even their names are the same. Like a pair of twins.

"Did Donita have a twin?" he asked very slowly because he did not want his wife to hear.

Bryan sighed softly and exhaled violently. He took off his arms and woke up. Zoya, who had only been comfortable in Bryan's arms, opened her eyes and stared at her husband's death.

"Is my presence and our baby still not enough to make you forget it?" ask Zoya sadly.

He got out of bed and went down the stairs. He went to the back of the house, precisely to the garden of his father-in-law. Zoya stared at the expanse of the sky that was still gray because the sun was still not rising. He exhaled a few times until he felt relieved.

"Darling, sorry Papa yes if later we are not his priority." whispered Zoya a little hoarse.

He knows how much Bryan loves Donita. He was even willing to tarnish the good name of his own fiance without thinking long. For Bryan, anyone who had already made him lose, would be made to also feel the same way as he had been through all this time. This is the thing that Zoya herself fears the most, she is afraid that one day, her son must feel what he has ever felt. Zoya cries in silence. Even the cold that slowly clenched it tightly was no longer felt.

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