THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTERS 150. DEANDRA'S ANGER

“Are you deaf! As if you were looking at my husband!” deandra snapped with anger.

“Ma—ma--sorry mistress. “ the girl's body vibrates in fear.

“Sorry you said? How dare you! No woman can look at my husband, okay?” the emotions of pregnant women are growing.  She did not like if there was a woman who looked at her husband, especially with a gaze full of charm and admiration, her jealousy made her clench her hands. Verrel who saw the anger of his wife immediately approached Deandra and hugged her. 

“Out! I'll punish you later for being so presumptuous!” scream Deandra.  Amelia quickly got up from her seat and hurried away.  Arriving at the bottom floor with half a run he got into his car. ‘Puffff...Fortunately I did not get slapped.  Ohhh Mr Verrel, how handsome you are! Amelia closed her eyes imagining Verrel's handsome face with a muscular burly body, Amelia's delusion floating around until finally the sound of a knock on the mirror of her car resuscitated her.

“What are you doing here, hu?” deandra was full of anger. “You don't have to go back to the office anymore.  You're fired! Never again look at your face,” he said angrily and then returned to the Ceyhan Group office building.  Amelia who was in shock widened her eyes, not expecting what had just happened.  He slowly drove his car away from the place. ‘Crazy right just this time met his fierce boss for mercy. Can't see her husband? Though I just look at her husband loh not want to disturb.’ grunted annoyed.

While Deandra returned to Verrel's workroom with a pouty face.  Seeing his wife, Verrel hugged her and rubbed her back. “Already, darling. Don't be angry, it's not good for you and our children.” Verrel persuaded.

“Low I am angry, from earlier he looked at you constantly! I don't like.” he said annoyed. “He's fired!

“What? When did you fire him, baby?”

“Why do you look unhappy? Did you like my secretary earlier?” ask Deandr.

“No! I've got Mrs Verrel's wife, there's no way I'm turning to another woman.”

“Hmm...hopefully.”the grunt is full of annoyance. Today he was easily angry. Although Verrel seduced and persuaded him not to make deandra budge.  She was completely blindly jealous, afraid of losing her beloved husband. She saw her enlarged stomach, maybe I wasn't pulling anymore she thought.

Finally Verrel pulled out his powerful stance, drenched Deandra's neck and bit him making the pregnant woman moan and close her eyes. Verrel was increasingly intensive to give touches until Deandra forgot to anger him.  Verrel smiled with satisfaction at seeing his wife sigh. “My work is still a lot, baby. Don't tease me here.” said Deandra opened her eyes along with a knock on the door. “Log.”

“Sorry, Sir, Mistress. Outside someone met.” said Hendra.

“Who? Who does she want to meet?” ask Verrel.

“His name is Iva Baratha, his daughter is Pak Baratha. Said he wanted to meet with Mr and Mrs.”

“Baratha? I never had any business with that company.”

“This is not a company affair, Sir. He said there was something personal to talk about.  Do I tell him to leave, Mister?”

Not yet had Verrel reply, Deandra interrupted “Just have him enter.”

“Honey? We do not know him, do not carelessly accept guests.” said Verrel.

“How to know there is indeed an important thing.” said Deandra smilingly glanced at her husband.

The door opened and a woman walked in while closing the door behind her. Verrel and Deandra furrowed their foreheads at the woman they recognized. “Good morning,” greet Iva politely while lowering her face. 

Verrel seems to dislike the arrival of Rico's wife. Deandra tried to stay calm and smiled kindly. “Please, sit.” Deandra said while sitting on the sofa.  Verrel pretended to be busy but occasionally glanced at his wife. 'Why did the woman suddenly come here?

“What needs come to see me?” ask deandra without a stale base.  Without ever greeting all this time suddenly Iva came it just feels strange.

“What? Lightening? You know what that jerk did to me?”

“I know brother. Ta—but I'm pregnant with brother Rico. Pity my son if his father is in prison. I needed my husband by my side during my pregnancy,” said Iva softly and her tears began to drip.

Deandra let out a long sigh, one side she pityed on Iva but she hated Rico so much and wanted Rico to be severely punished. But, as a wife and mother, she understood Iva's feelings because she had felt alone without her husband. The woman did not respond just to look at Iva and then turned to Verrel for advice. 

“I don't like it if anyone hurts my family let alone touches my wife! What that bastard did is over the line!” verrel growled with an angry face.  Hearing Verrel's thunderous voice made Iva frightened and shriveled. His hands held back his two trembling knees, by reflex he knelt before Deandra while crying. “I beg sis, tell me what brother wants me to do so that my husband can be free.”

“Free? Free you say? It won't be that easy to free him.  You better leave now.  I'm busy and your arrival has ruined my mood.  You see I'm pregnant and I can't be stressed. Go and I do not want to hear or want to know about the bastard.” said Deandra then rose from her seat walking towards her husband who stretched his arms around her.  Iva sniffled out of the room after saying goodbye. It failed! His first attempt failed and he realized this was going to happen. ‘I will not stop, I will keep trying, he murmured. Baratha's driver who drove Iva was surprised to see her crying.  “Non, want to go home directly or where else?” tanyakanya.

“Please take me to see my husband yes sir.”

“Good, non. Did you meet Mr Verrel?”

“Iya, sir. I met Mr. Verrel and his wife, they rejected me.” he said sadly.

“Sabar ya non, pray a lot that God will send all his affairs non,”

“Thank you sir,” legitimately wiping his tears.

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“I've guessed he came for sure about the bastard,” said Verrel hugged his wife who buried her face into the chest of Verrel field. “Hemm...pity also yes.”

“Who pity? You pity that asshole?”

“Not! Same wife. I so remember the time you lost and I was lonely.”

“Already, darling. Don't be too hard on someone else.  So, what do you think of her request?”

“Do not know. Let alone the laws that define.” Deandra looked up at Verrel “Is there any chance she could be free with a guarantee?”

“It could be if from the side we agree, with a guarantee of some money.”

“Oh, so it is. Of money. How many?” deandra asked curiously to make Verrel look at his wife's face.

“Do you want him free with a guarantee?” verrel asked curiously, he started to get jealous.

“It is not that easy, if I ask for high guarantee and other conditions, can not?”

“Honey!” exclaim Verrel.