The London One Night Stand

Chapter 29's

After finishing work at the office, Boy went straight home to his apartment. The man went into the room. There he saw Clara who was fast asleep.

Boy grabbed a towel heading to the bathtub to clean himself up. His work at the office made his head dizzy, plus he remembered the words of mom Sofia who he thought seemed forced.

Finished with his activities, Boy came out with a thin towel wrapped around his waist. But before that he turned towards Clara.

"Shit!" seeing the nightgown worn by Clara made Boy gulp his saliva with great difficulty. He recalled the hot night with Clara that night.

It felt like pouncing on him, but Boy changed his mind and headed to the dressing room.

"Looks like I have to mphh..." Boy covered his mouth and immediately ran to the bathroom feeling nauseous.

The huweek!

Boy spewed out his entire stomach. His body felt weak because it had been two days he had experienced this and no appetite at all.

"I don't seem to feel well." Boy touched his forehead. "Not hot. Then what am I?" ask Boy to yourself.

The man then grabbed the phone that was on the nightstand to contact someone.

"Mark, can you bring me some medicine and also-" unfinished Boy talk, he saw Clara wake up with her eyes still closed.

"Hungry.." - Clara suddenly.

The time had already shown almost one o'clock at night, and the woman's stomach had rung since last because of hunger.

Clara doesn't usually have dinner. Boy used to invite him, but he always refused on the grounds of fear of fat. But now, he did not even care about his body shape that was beginning to look contained.

"Order two servings ay-"

"Five. I want five servings of fried chicken. Boneless wing parts with little flour and don't overcook."

Clara's speech made Boy speechless. There was a lot of desire, Boy thought.

"One more time, I'm warm lemon tea ice."

"I just want to eat chicken and warm lemon tea ice. Where my fault lies." grumbled Clara.

After half an hour of waiting. Mark has come and brought Clara's order and arranged it in front of the table.

"Please, Mistress. And enjoy it." said Mark who was about to leave the fund but was detained by Clara.

"Thank you, Mark."

Boy just silently watched and refocused with his phone that he had not been holding since.

"Ck! It must be from that woman." murmured Clara. Somehow he became very upset considering Alice's smiling face on Boy.

And sure enough, Boy received a call and talked a little away from him.

"You want Alice or anyone else who cares about me!" Clara immediately enjoyed all the food that was in sight.

"Forgot thin, just eat life!" clara felt today was the day she could eat good again after nearly a month of holding her back on financial grounds.

''Your pants can choke.'' The finished boy received the call, sat in front of Clara and made the woman choke on the fried chicken.

Uhuk!

"I told you, eat slowly!" Boy rubbed Clara's back with tenderness. Make the woman's heart warm. A faint smile was engraved on both corners of his lips.

"Boy is actually me-"

"Your face is flushed, are you sick?" tanya Boy picked up a piece of tissue and rubbed the rest of the sausage on Clara's lips.

"Damn it!" muttered Clara who just realized that all this time her husband was very handsome.

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