Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 47: HAZEL WITH BRYANT

The struggle of a pair of brides drains sweat that floods the entire body. Elsewhere, a surprised and strange face was clearly drawn on the face of a man standing in front of the door of his own room. Blankets that look bulging as used cover two people. How could that be?

Slowly he moved closer to his king-size bed. The steps were so careful that the usual sound of shoes sounded loud. Really not making the slightest sound. However, it was suddenly a pair of perfectly circular hands on his stomach. White smooth hand glowing.

"When to go home, honey? I miss....,"

The man let go of his wife's hands, then turned around. Hazel's appearance is very suspicious. Wet hair with three-quarters sleeve towel. Is not usually the woman is reluctant to wear a towel that is too tight.

"Darling? Why look at me like that? Kangen huh?" goda Hazel once again grabbed Bryant's body.

A hug that cannot be denied. Bryant neutralized all the premonitions he had. Without the man knowing. While hugging, someone from behind the blanket slid down from the bed, then hid under the bed. When the situation was safe, Hazel let go of her embrace.

"Clean yourself, honey. I'll get you a change of clothes, and we can have breakfast together. How's it?" haggar Hazel gave her best smile, making Bryant rub his head and pass to the bathroom.

Chequek!

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Hazel walked over to the man hiding under the bed. "Hurry out!"

Hold Hazel in warm welcome. The eyes looked back and forth to make sure the situation remained safe. The woman drove her man out of her house through the back door of the house. But when I want to close the door. Precisely the man still had time to scoop Hazel's lips to be enjoyed frontally.

"Ish you! Go!" drive Hazel off the two by force.

"Muuuacch. Don't forget tomorrow again" The man ran away from the mansion that since last night had been the scene of his love affair.

Hazel steps back into the master room. He behaved very normally as if nothing had happened except for his lips that looked swollen. Although not so visible, still the difference can be seen at a glance. The aura that emanated was so fresh, it made the woman perform the duties of a wife without a single word of complaint.

"Hazel, your tumben's at home at this hour?" bryant asked who was wearing full clothes when he came out of the bathroom. "Aren't you going to Paris tomorrow?"

For a moment his eyes looked at his wife. Beautiful, famous model, and also has many advantages. But now what happened. His heart felt swayed between the pressing realities of life. Bryant's expression made Hazel walk up to her husband.

"Didn't you miss me?"

Bryant still didn't respond to anything.

"BRYANT!" call Hazel and shake her husband's shoulders.

"Well, what's up?" bryant asked like a confused person.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? Don't-don't....,"

"Forget it. How are the photoshoots in Paris? Everything all right?" bryant asked, diverting the conversation.

Hazel looked at Bryant in earnest. "Darling, can't you be honest with me?"

Bryant asked Hazel to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Darling, what's wrong?" ask Hazel again with a face of worry.

Bryant grabbed both of his wife's hands, then looked at those clear eyes seriously. "I'll tell you the truth, but calm yourself."

"The truth? Bryant, please don't scare me." Hazel said with a sad look.

"I'm married again!"