The Married With My Ex
THE CHAPTER 61
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The Flashback
A beautiful girl leaning against a shady tree, reading a book word for word. Because of his focus, he did not care around until a voice called out to him.
"Deandra," a man's voice makes him look for the origin of the voice that turns out his friend one campus with him. Deandra who saw his friend, Steven approaching him, he furrowed in wonder. When Steven didn't come alone, there was another man beside him.
"It's a boring day to sit reading a book in this tree constantly." the scolding arrived - arrived the man who was already close. Making Deandra snort her time was interrupted.
"What's Stev?" ask Deandra.
"Include him as a schoolmate to me" Steven said, embracing the shoulder of the man beside him.
Deandra looked at the man beside Steven, as well as the man from earlier did not take his eyes off Deandra.
"Rome"
"Sandra."
Their introductions continue to get to know each other. Day after day they begin to close and end up in a relationship of dating status. Although Rio had to try to get close to the closing Deandra, but that did not make him give up until finally, he managed to knock down the boundary of the wall that limited them. Rio's a badboy young man, but warm makes Deandra feel comfortable. Many things Deandra did after getting to know Rio, and forgetting the pain in her heart of the past.
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Christian who was watching his wife was confused, seen from his lackluster way of eating.
"Sweety, is the food bad?" christian asks holding Deandra's hand on the table.
"Ahh, ti..kidn't food good really" said Deandra nervously while bribing her food back. Sighs slowly, and tries as much as possible not to think about the incident in the toilet.
"Christian, aa.." said Deandra thrust a spoonful of ice cream to Christian who was immediately received by him. Deandra smiled, and kissed Christian's hand as the husband rubbed his cheek gently. Although in his mind still stuck, but Christian ignored him because he did not want to make his wife feel uncomfortable.
The lunch hour had passed, Christian drove his wife back to the boutique, and he went to the office. Without them knowing, someone was watching them from afar.
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Deandra leaned her body against the chair, her encounter with Rio made her recall the time when they first met. Sighing rough when looking at the papers - the scattered paper made him dizzy seven circumference. Pick up failed phones and dial one number.
"Grace in my room now" Deandra said as the call was connected.
"And bring all the design files of the last 6 months" he continued and closed, saving the phone's hilt back.
"Come in" said Deandra.
Grace walked into the room while carrying a stack of folders in her hands.
"Keep in here" said Deandra standing walking towards the sofa. Grace kept the map on the sofa table. Deandra took out one map and opened it one by one which made her frown. Take the other map, and open the one that instantly makes his head throb pain.
"It's no wonder the sales numbers are plummeting dramatically across all dress models, and other outfits are so boring." Deandra's remark made Grace choke on her own saliva.
The child and the mother are the same - equally unpredictable, inner Grace.
"I want our boutique to launch a modern, but unique, outfit. Do you have any ideas for the picture?" deandra asked Grace, who was answered by her.
Deandra sat back on her chair, bowing her head with both hands.
"Arghh.. Moms. Boutique that will go out of business, why should be handed over to me now anyway?!" grute Deandra frustrated. If he let his mother's boutique go bankrupt, what about the fate of the officers who sustain his life here. Indeed, the architect major with the same fashion. The same - drawing sketches, but the difference in design has many differences.
Raising his head and looking at his mother's employees seriously.
"Grace, you and the rest of the employees are ready, because inevitably we have to launch a new dress within a month. Later I will provide data for whatever materials you have to look for. The rest I take care of, while I make fashion." said his superior son like he was struck by lightning in broad daylight.
"Good." said Grace painstakingly.
"You can go out." said Deandra who was immediately respectfully nodded by Grace and exited the room.
"There is no tolerance for them to relax anymore" said Deandra flat when the door was closed.
Pick up the phone, and dial the dial number is connected.
"Hallo cousin....
"Help me who will benefit you....."
While picking up blank paper and other drawing tools, Deandra kept talking to the receiver.
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Christian stretched his hand muscles after his last job was done. I saw him at 5pm for his time to go home. Hurry up to get her briefcase and cell phone running towards the door with the suit she put on her wrist. Seeing the same Theo being rushed over, he passed by without the time Theo made a salute to him. Theo who saw his boss in a hurry - he did not bother. It's been usual boss and his friend like that, especially since the person he loves returned to him, who is now his wife.
Christian, who was in Arlo's car, was his bodyguard and driver, on his way to his wife's boutique. Not telling him about his arrival there, to give a little surprise to his wife and he stopped by the pastry shop.
But he seemed surprised, arriving at his wife's boutique. He made a head bobble with a very messy room. Paper - paper splattered where - mana, and seen his wife who looks very hard working. Even his call did not sound a reply.
"Sweety?!" christian said a little loudly to make Deandra jerked.
"Chris.since when are you here." Deandra walked over to Christian.
"Since I've seen you scramble your hair" said Christian hugging, and peeking at Deandra's forehead. As well as tidying up Deandra's messy hair. Deandra hugged Christian tightly, and exhaled her tired breath in the chest of her husband's field. Christian returned his wife's embrace was no less tight, while rubbing Deandra's back slowly.
"Don't get too tired baby, I don't want you to get sick" said Christian. Releasing her embrace Deandra looked at Christian.
"In this time, I have to work hard on Chris. I don't want the boutique that Mommy built long ago to fall in vain" Deandra said walking towards her desk, put the phone in a bag and tidy up some paper that he would take home.
"What did you bring Chris?" deandra asked to see Christian holding something.
"It's a cake, I stopped by before I came here" Christian said as he lifted the cake showing it to Deandra.
"Well, it's perfect to accompany me overtime" Deandra said, holding Christian's hand toward the door. In the car that was warm with them chatted with each other along the way.
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