The London One Night Stand
Chapter 21's
Boy was on his way to his apartment, of course there was Alice beside him. Clara, sitting in the back seat.
"Ck! It's nauseating!" murmured Clara was upset. Because since then he continues to see Alice and Boy making out in front of his eyes. Although not with her husband, who was just silent as if he did not respond to what Alice.
"Darling, why shut up. I've been talking to you ever since" Alice hugged Boy's arm and buried her head on the man's shoulder.
"Can you not bother me, Alice! I was focusing on driving, Boy glanced at the rearview mirror in front of him, intending to see his wife's face.
And sure enough their eyes met involuntarily, Clara immediately turned her face away. Boy could only sigh harshly. On one side was his wife and on the other was his ex-fiancee.
"I want to stop by a restaurant first, I'm hungry, '' Alice told Boy.
Soon they soon arrive, but Alice's words make Boy forced to obey. Boy knows what Alice looks like if she doesn't follow his words.
If you want to eat, please. Let me take a taxi home.'' Clara was about to go down but Boy's speech managed to make him not wince.
"Dare you step foot out of here, just look at me I'll break." Boy threatened to make Clara speechless pecking while swallowing her hard saliva.
"You have no right to rule me, Boy!' peekik Clara won't lose.
"But I'm your husband now, Clara Alfred!" boy's shout made the two women equally surprised and stared a little scared at him.
"Honey on paper! Don't forget that!"
Boy's face turned red, it was seen that he was holding back his anger. Alice who saw that smiled wryly, she felt that there was something strange. No way Boy's starting to like Clara?
"Of course, no need to argue. We're coming down now, baby." Alice pulls Boy's hand.
"I'll wait here."
"You should come in too!" boy commands with a voice full of emphasis.
"You crazy? Look at me now, I'm still wearing a wedding dress!" clara's reasoning is pretty reasonable. He immediately found a reason to escape.
"He's right, honey. If-"
"No! You have to come in!" Boy cut Alice's words quickly. Then get out of the car and drag Clara.
"Yes I'll be right down. So stop for-'' Clara's unfinished talk, her body feels floating. Boy carried him inside the restaurant without caring about the gazes of other visitors who stared in wonder at them.
Alice followed the two of them from behind with a look of annoyance and cursing in her heart. "The woman is indeed his wife, but I am the woman he loves." - Alice clenched her hand tightly.
They began to eat the food available at the table. Clara didn't touch him at all. Even just to see it it feels so nauseous.
"Eat, since then you have not eaten at all" said Boy flatly.
"Boy give this shrimp to your wife. She must have liked him. This menu was the most special in this restaurant," Alice tried to interrupt, she rubbed Boy's arm full of tenderness. Hoping that the man would approve his words.
''He doesn't eat shrimp."
"What?" Alice mute.
How does Boy know what Clara likes and doesn't like? To him, the man was not like this at all. Is it because he and Clara have been together more often than he is too busy doing business trips abroad?
Plus look at what Boy is doing right now. Cut out the small steak on her plate and give it to Clara.
"Eat, I know you like this a lot, don't you." Boy swapped his plate for Clara's.
"I told you, I don't-" seeing Boy's horrible gaze forced Clara to obey his orders. Moreover, Daddy and his brother have revoked all the facilities they provide for him without exception. You can be sure he will not be able to eat well like this later.
"I want to go to the toilet for a while, you can wait for me in the car." Clara got up from her seat, then lifted the bottom of the wedding dress which made it difficult for her to walk towards the bathroom.
Brugh!
"Aw.." Someone hit Clara until the woman's body almost fell, but was caught by her.
"I'm sorry, miss." a hoarse yet sexy voice rang out, making Clara look up straight away.
"You...?" say they both at the same time. Then a moment later they also laughed together, let alone looking at the position of the two who were very intimate at the moment.
"I'm sorry" said Clara embarrassed as she scratched the nape of her non-itchy neck.
"No, I'm the one who hit you, miss." replied the man who was none other than Justin with a smile.
"Clara, just call me that."
"Hmm okay, Clara. What are you doing here in that outfit...?" Justin looked at Clara's performance from the top down, "Are you in a beauty contest or modeling?"
"Ck! You're this," Clara hit Justin in the arm, "I just got married to a man I don't love at all." continued Clara sitting on a chair near the park.
"I'm really disappointed" Justin sat down next to Clara.
Clara's forehead frowned confused.
"You disappointed? Wh why? Because I should be the most disappointed here." Clara chuckled amusedly at the state of things. Somehow when together with Justin stubborn and arrogant attitude disappeared for a moment.
"Yes I think if we meet for the second time, I want to ask you out" Justin chirped suddenly making Clara turn her head straight at him.
"What's? A date?"
