Substitute Love (Married Candidate Sister-in-law)

Be suspicious

Qian went back and forth all day from one academic room to another to deal with the mess Reo had created. Until the night is still not finished.

"Where?" reo asked when Qian had just returned home.

"Tomorrow again. Same chancellor," Qian replied as she threw her body a basket and threw her bag carelessly in the direction. A sense of tiredness and chaos enveloped Qian at this moment.

He's fiddling with his cell phone. Free. He won't be able to meet her there. He put his phone on the nightstand and sighed deeply, letting go while closing his eyes and clutching his face.

Ah, why is this so bad. What Vero thinks of him right now. I want him to come home soon, but it will be difficult to come back.

"Damn it!" shriek Qian.

Reo glanced at Qian, he had just finished his wish in the bathroom. Then he sat on a bench where he used to spend time studying.

"Focus this selese-in first. Women's business later can also, if broken up yes .. find new. Cook your weak gini anyway. Usually you are the most good at making heartbreak, cook now you are upset!" said Reo. Qian did not deny it, it was free to explain that there would even be new problems again.

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Vero began his morning feeling weak and lazy, if not for the task then it would be impossible for him to rise from his bed. This has been a natural for a few days. She started having a pregnant mother disorder.

Like this morning, he felt he had nothing more in his stomach to remove, but still his nausea did not subside.

Vero felt weak and it was impossible for him to work again this morning, but what could he do. He could not leave because he was bound by a contract.

Vero limply prepared to go to work in a hotel uniform that he always wore complete with make-up thick as a support for his performance as a receptionist who worked in the front guard at the hotel.

Not to forget he also wore super high heels. But he remembered something again. He felt his queen's stomach.

Ah, the absurdity that was fatal to him. But, somehow deep in the recesses of his heart was filled with happiness when he realized that he would soon have a baby, but instead his brain refused to accept this baby.

He's not ready yet. Not ready to go to the house with Qian, at least until the young man had a previous job. Or until he was completely sure of the man first.

"Qian, gohome. Let's get this over with" whispered Vero between sobs.

After all, Vero was ready to leave. This morning Vero chose to use an online taxi because he was hesitant to drive his own vehicle.

As he was engrossed in his shoes Vero was suddenly startled by the touch of someone on his shoulder. Vero was shocked and looked over. When she realized it was her grandmother Vero smiled.

"Grandmother! Kok ngagetin anyway," exclaimed Vero who was still busy with his shoes.

Grandma sat next to Vero.

"Why wear flat shoes, usually you wear high-pointed shoes. Granny until afraid to see you walk if you wear those shoes, why not wear them today? You said that's part of the hotel's rules," Grandma asked in surprise.

"Yes, Grandma. Today Vero again did not feel well, afraid not to draw if you pack heels. Take a break this time, heels," replied Vero who had just finished wearing his shoes.

"Judek. Vero said yes, Grandma.

That taxi came too. Vero did not bring the car first today," said Vero as he shook his grandmother's hand.

Without Vero knowing when Vero left, Grandma continued to pay attention to Vero's behavior. For a few days he began to feel something strange about Vero. He looks pale and limp. But when asked Vero always avoid as if hiding something.