That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Trays and trays

Back with a tray filled with a cup of coffee and snacks, Milly unhesitatingly approached Billy who was sitting on the balcony chair. The man seemed to be playing with the device in his hand.

"Please, sir," Milly said, moving the coffee and snacks onto the table. Glancing with his eyes on Billy who seemed to not respond to his presence, Milly also intended to move and leave from there. Then the girl turned around, and began to swing her steps.

"Milly," again, Billy called and immediately managed to stop his wife's steps.

"Yes, Sir?" he said turning around. Then returned Billy's gaze fixed on him with an expression-ah again made his heart beat fast. "Is there anything else you need? Let me get you all."

"Nothing," Billy replied briefly as he shook his head faintly. "Come on," he said in a half-governing tone. Then glanced at the empty sofa beside him as if hinting for Milly to occupy it.

Milly chose obediently and followed Billy's wishes despite a puzzled frown. Slowly he buried his butt in the long sofa and chose the very end. He smiled rattlingly when their eyes met intentionally, then chose to turn his eyes to keep his heart from being overblown.

The state of silence for a while, because both of them are silent with lips tightly clenched. Billy himself was again busy with his phone screen, while Milly secretly stole a glance at the man next to him.

The silence was broken when the sound of a tap of Milly's finger collided with a tray on his lap. Out of boredom, the girl deliberately toyed with the square-shaped tray.

Namu without realizing it, apparently his behavior was disturbing the work of the man beside him, until Billy reflexively directed a gaze towards Milly with full warning. Feeling himself threatened, Milly immediately stopped his activities.

The free-rooted long-spirited girl grimaced in embarrassment. Clenching his hands so as not to return to action, he said, "Sorry sir, not intentionally."

Not answering with a word, Billy looks sighed softly. The man dressed in a white sleeveless shirt with a pres body combined with the matching color casual trousers then looked back at the screen of his phone, before then putting it on the table.

As the man grabbed the handle of the cup, Milly began to pay close attention to it. With a curious face, he observed how Billy looked.

Uh, like he's gonna drink his coffee, huh? Do you like my coffee? milly's inner self as Billy starts to hold the handle of the cup.

I hope you like it. Geez, I was wrong to enter the salt, right? If the coffee is salty, it is dangerous. It could be that coffee drifts into my head as well as the cup. Milly sat up again as Billy started sipping the coffee. The little girl looked even more enthusiastic as Billy began to gulp her down. Well, his expression was ordinary. There is no sweetness. Is my coffee too bitter like his life, huh? There is no such reaction, , that is. Ah males. If you don't know what his reaction is like, I know what his taste is!" Milly was singing when Billy put the cup back in its place.

Not wanting to be caught if he was talking, Milly immediately turned her eyes and acted ordinary.

"Sorry." Finally the word was also thrown from Billy's lips. Although without staring at the opponent he was talking to, but his tone sounded so firm without any hesitation.

Rounding his eyes, Milly gasped in disbelief at what he had just heard. Directing his gaze fixedly towards Billy, he tried to make sure if he was not hallucinating.

"You mean, I'm sorry we were-" Milly stopped her words because she was ashamed to continue. He tried to signal using his hand. Uniting the tip with the tips of his fingers that fused as if practicing the person who was kissing towards Billy. "Because we were like this?" ask him later to be sure.

Who would have thought, Billy looked at him with wide-eyed eyes. As if I didn't expect Milly to say that. Suddenly a red tinge appeared on the white jade face. Billy looked riled up as Milly looked at him as if demanding an explanation. Looks like the guy is feeling shy.

"Can you shut up, no? The talk about it was enough to get here, because I don't want to talk about it anymore." Billy insists with great emphasis. Even her nyalang eyes were so sharp piercing as she directed a gaze, making Milly who was about to laugh instantly clench her lips tightly.

Somehow Billy looks pretty embarrassed about this. While half-dead Milly was crushed in fear, and when she was about to apologize and give an explanation, the man actually stopped with the excuse of not wanting to discuss it again. Is not that evidence as a diversion of shame that surrounds the heart.

Who won a lot? Hihihi ,,,. Milly who turned her face could only giggle inwardly.

"Hey, what are you doing?" again Billy asked with sharp nosediving eyebrows, but this time it looked as if he was demanding an explanation. Apparently he was observing Milly's behavior, and the girl's back was shaking violently like a man who was laughing crazily.

Milly who was jerking off stopped her laughter. The girl turned her head and returned Billy's gaze with the face she put as innocent as possible. "What's up, sir?" ask her with a innocent face without sin.

"You're laughing at me, aren't you?"

Milly shook her head quickly. "No, sir."

"Which one, sir? When did I laugh at you? What did I see just now?" milly asked half a guess.

Billy didn't blink when he looked at Milly. "Yes" he answered briefly, but with great emphasis.

"Oh, that" said Milly, with a smile on her lips. "That's me choking again, sir, instead of laughing at you. This guy is weird, he likes to think nothing. Make me want to laugh. Hahaha ,,,!" swear by anything, this time Milly really could not resist the desire to laugh. I don't know why Billy's shy expression looks so funny. Without a second thought, Milly used the tray on her lap to cover her face, to avoid Billy's threatening gaze.

"Basic is shameless" Billy cursed while turning his face away. And his words just now managed to make Milly stop the laughter.

I don't know why the girl's feelings were suddenly so bad to hear the words of embarrassment that Billy deliberately pressed. Sliding the tray in her hand, Milly attempted to peek at Billy's expression from the side of the tray. Billy was grinning at him with a look of disdain.

Putting on an unacceptable expression, Milly finally ventured to ask. "I mean Father?"

"You're shameless." Billy's head is full of emphasis. "Laughing at people. Did you forget all this happened because of you too?"

"My shell?" milly asked with a flabbergasted face, while her index finger pointed at herself, as if convincing if she really meant what Billy meant.

"Yes!" billy was full of faith. He leaned toward Milly, while his gaze was directed as if he was interrogating. "Can you explain how you slept on my mattress." Hearing that Milly spontaneously bit her lower lip. Embarrassed. "Even you used my arm as the pad of your heavy head." Billy continued again with a satirical tone, which spontaneously made Milly move her hand to touch her head.

Billy seemed happy to have succeeded in suppressing Milly and making the girl look restless in the face of shame. He pulled his head and leaned back on the shoulder of the sofa, but the grin was still on his face. While his gaze still intimidated Milly who was now bowed stiffly.

"Don't tell me your body's slumping unconsciously!" Billy urged while pointing at Milly with his index finger. "Say you came down on purpose and sought the warmth of my burly body, didn't you???" whether it's a guess or an accusation that Billy deliberately lay. What is clear is that the grin looks seductive, while the index finger points toward Milly as if forcing him to admit.

Damn, how could he know? inner Milly while glancing in horror towards Billy. Now the position changes, Billy looks happy and laughs freely full of satisfaction as if without burden.

Just this time Milly saw Billy showing such a natural laughter. Handsome, once. Deep in his heart, Milly was happy even though the man was laughing at him, at least the man thought it existed and did not make it just a decorative statue of his house.

"Satisfied, are you laughing at me?" Milly flicked her lips, pretending to be annoyed that Billy was laughing at her.

"You're laughing at me too, right? Is this not proper revenge? You and I both made mistakes, so why blame each other. That's why I said I don't want to talk about this anymore. But you laugh at me first" Billy said at length. Now the man's face looked much fresher after laughing so loudly.

"So you're not angry with me?" Milly finally asked after a moment of silence. However, he needs certainty, so as not to cause misunderstandings in the future.

"angry? Same you?" Billy laughed amusedly while bending down, and touching the itchy soles of his feet. There may be a bad mosquito that intentionally bites it.

Seeing that somehow Milly as if putting up a defense horse. He hurriedly lifted the tray and used it to protect his face.

Suddenly it makes Billy wonder and wonder while looking at Milly. "Why cover your face with that tray? Am I too shiny to dazzle your eyes?" ask her then with a curious expression. While his own body was still glued to that position.

"No, Sir. That's not it," Milly replied without lowering her tray.

"Then?"

Milly bit her lower lip, looking doubtful and afraid as she was about to answer. But because Billy was urgent, Milly finally decided to be frank. "I'm afraid your clogs are floating in my face" he replied as he glanced at Billy's hand as if touching a sandal.

"Jeez Milly, who would throw you slippers!" billy snapped loudly because he was so furious, making Milly's face immediately grimaced from behind the tray.

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