Small Wife CEO

Chapter 114

Faishal who could not stand it, immediately grabbed Sheila's body tightly carrying his lap and muttered the word sorry, “Sorry dear. Sorry....Sorry.” Followed by a tear that fell down Faishal's cheek.

Faishal immediately wiped his tears away from being seen by Sheila. “Sorry darling. I can explain everything why the end of this always comes home late.”

“Hiks hiks you evil.” Sheila continued to sob behind the deck. “Hiks some days you have often come home late. I never had dinner together. Breakfast was never with hiks.” Sheila continued to let out a load that stifled her chest.

Meanwhile, Faishal only let Syeila vent her emotions, letting Sheila take out the entire uneg that gnawed at her clear sense before finally giving an explanation.

A few minutes, there was no complaining about Sheila, only occasionally still heard her sighing.

“Hey darling. See me.” Fashal loosened his embrace forcing Sheila to look up at him.

Once again Sheila was glassy. Faishal immediately cupped Sheila's face with both hands.

“Hei darling.” Faishal wiped away the water which had mischievously fallen on Sheila's round cheek.

“Ka-you cheated?” Once again Sheila pointed at Faishal.

Faishal breathed out. Faishal's hand cupped Syeila's face, “Honey, listen. I'm not cheating.”

“Long. Baby lie. Sweetheart often comes home at night,” squeals Syeila for feeling Fashal is lying.

“Honey, hey. Lookatme. Look me in the eye. Is there a lie in my eyes, baby?” Faishal tries to make Syeila believe that she is not cheating.

Lah emang Faishal not cheating anyway, but ogebnya it is a wkwk.

Hearing Faishal's words, Sheila immediately looked into Faishal's eyeballs, looking for a speck of lies. Sheila did not find him. Syeila. “Sorry, but why go home at night and not connect Syeila.”

“Hei darling.” Faishal again cupped Sheila's face to look up again to face her.

“Sorry. Sorry I didn't call you.”

“Jelasin.” Sue Syeila

“Hah.”

“Ihh clearin why dear come home late?”

Faishal chuckled, it seemed like his mustard seeds were already not

sulking again. “Cie who has not craved anymore,” fetish Faishal.

“Ihhhhh,” said Sheila between annoyance and shame, but instead looks cute and adorable in the eyes of Faishal.

“You are getting more gemesin the hell Yang.”

Cup, cup, cup. He pecked his lips, and both of Sheila's eyelids were swollen. Then haphazardly, Faishal kissed the entire surface of Sheila's face to make the owner kepelian.

“Ihh. Babe ticklish huh. Brewokmu you haven't shaved ih.”

“Darling, cook to shave again anyway? It's still thin loh.”

“Terlarah. If you want to kiss Syeila, it must be cleaned tuh brewok.”

Faishal who does not want to argue and make Sheila badmood finally agree, “Iya Which I will clean.”

Faishal took a breath closing his eyes. I still remember the mustard seeds. Hmmmmmmm. That's how you think the contents of Faishal's head when he heard the words of Syeila who demanded an explanation.

Faishal grabbed Sheila's waist before replying, “Begini Darling. You will know that this one month many projects that I worked on and several mega projects.”

Sheila nodded, “Terus? Your project until early morning huh Who takes care of it?”

“Oh if that's because of my secretary Yang. If the secretary who had long been on leave, automatically now there is a new secretary. But...” Faishal hung up his sentence.

“But?” Syela's brows fused curiously with Faishal's words that looked hanging.

“The new secretary has a dear child. His son is still a child. And.”

“Wait waiting, why to the secretary. I asked you Yang,” interrupted Sheila because she felt Faishal's explanation was too telepathic.

“Gosh Darling. That's why it was horrified first. It's a small mouth kok nyerocos mulu anyway.” Faishal's horny hook pinched Syeila's tiny lips that pursed an anxious cone.

“Iya yes.”

“Hmmm, So gini. My secretary's son was at Yang's hospital last night. So discharged from the project directly to the hospital.”

“Keep homewhy until the early hours anyway Yang?”

“Yes how not until the early morning, his son just did not want to escape with me.”

“Loh, why not take off Yang?” Sheila continued to demand an explanation from Faishal.

“Yes, am I handsome Yang. So his son persimmon saw me.” Faishal chuckled with his words. Yes digress, because there is no way that Faishal told me the truth. Can peck again later the saw seeds.

Kening Syeila frowned at Faishal's words, “You are handsome anyway. But what do you see from this old you, Yang?”

Once again Faishal laughed at the words of Sheila who told himself to tuir. Faishal pinched soft little lips Syeila, “Goods your mouth Which.”

“Why The?”

“Ngak papa's. Let's continue to sleep Yang.” Faishal laid Syeila down, and she lay down to embrace the tiny body of Sheila.

“Ihhh darling. Your search,” sue Syeila behind Faishal's arms.

“I don't know Which. Yes, we are sleeping. I'm so sleepy Yang.” Faishal tightened his embrace. Inviting Sheila to return to sailing in the dreamland.

Syeila pursed her head when she heard Faishal.“Ih. Anyway, Syeila had to go to the office on Monday. Sheila should see the secretary. Point.” The heart of Sheila is at war. Sheila believed her husband's words, but there was still something in Sheila's heart. Sheila continued to fight in her heart until she fell asleep.

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