THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTER 77. NIGHTMARE

Verrel tried to refrain from laughing at his wife who was eating voraciously. His pregnant wife's behavior always caught his attention, probably because this was his first experience with a craving wife.

“Hum..

“Why, darling?” ask Verrel who saw his wife not talking.

“I want more food, can?” deandra said with a look of shame.  This is the third time he asked for more food, he felt embarrassed because he ate too much.

“Ha? You're not full yet, baby?”

“Pffff....I want to eat that one,” he said while pointing at the waiter who was carrying food to another table.

“I want ice cream same pizza too yes.”

“What? Honey, it's mostly.” said Verrel who was astonished to see his wife's appetite. 'Where did all that food go?

“Yes, we're home. You suck.” said Deandra sulking.

“Darling, don't get mad. I'm not banning you. But not mostly, you will be as sorry as our child,” Verrel explained.

“You want your son to be reelingan? If you do not want to buy yes already.” deandra got up from his seat and walked followed by the two servants.  Verrel gestured to his guards.

In the hotel room, Deandra curled up on the bed by covering her body with a blanket. ‘Sucks. Got a rich but stingy husband. Want to eat just not bought, huh.....but why do I eat a lot? If I get fat, my husband will no longer. If I was fat would not be attractive anymore, my husband would have glanced at another woman.

The sound of the door opening, the resolute clattering of feet entering the room slowly approached the bed.  He saw his wife hiding in the blanket.  He put the food box on the table.  He deliberately opened the box with pizza, as soon as a fragrant aroma filled the room.

‘Hmmm. Looks like yummy’ murmured deandra. But he refused to wake up.

“Build darling. There is food for you,” said Verrel, his hand about to pull the blanket that covers his wife's body.  Hearing the word ‘food’ deandra immediately pulled over the blanket and sat on the bed.

"Food? Yes yes I want. Where's food?"

Verrel again held back a smile, his wife's hair was messy, her cheeks were swollen from sulking. For Verrel the expression of his wife is adorable.

“What do you want to eat? I bought pizza, ice cream, shepperd pie.”

“Bring here, I want to eat all,” he replied impatiently, because all of it is his favorite food.

Verrel shook his head in surprise. ‘Why eat so much?

Deandra ate only a small portion of all the food her husband brought.

“Already,” said.

“You only eat a little, baby?”

“Iya. Already full.” he said lightly then lay down.

"Brush your teeth first, baby. Don't go to sleep."

"alright. Carp," said Deandra spread out her hands.

"Want to take a shower?" ask Verrel prank.

Deandra's eyes immediately glared and shook her head.

"I've taken a shower" he answered briefly. Verrel took his wife to the bathroom. He cleaned himself after deandra told him to take a bath because his scent made him nauseous.

Deandra gave all the food to the two maids. Lying her body on the bed and reaching for the phone from the nightstand.

“Rest, baby. Tomorrow we go home.” said Verrel stroking his wife's back. Her hand was pulled by Deandra who immediately kissed her husband's burly hand. His eyes closed along with a subtle snoring that sounded indicating he had fallen asleep.

“Yes, geez. Just lying down straight away?” verrel said he climbed into the bed and lay down beside his wife.

... **...

“Halo,”

“Sorry, Sir. Mr. Rico has been to the house twice looking for the Big Lady,” said the security officer at his home.  His jaw suddenly hardened, suddenly he felt hot like burning embers. ‘Basic jerk!’

“Tightening care!” verrel's command disconnects the call.

"Yes, Sir. I've been working on it." said Verrel.

"You told Yuna to prepare my wife's villa. Send some servants over, if necessary we'll stay there for a while" Verrel told his assistant who reported the latest developments. "It looks like they're starting to execute the plan, I need to make sure my wife's safety."

"Yes, Sir. I've tightened security in the main house and in the office. The latest security system with sensors has also been installed, sir."

"good. I love your work" Verrel said.

...***...

"Well..great Dea. Her life was like a fairy tale, a poor girl who married a millionaire, her life changed instantly. Glad to see he's happy. Why is Mr Verrel so romantic? Yes, God protect my friend. May they be happy forever."

I wish I could be like him too. Ah..do not halu rosa, where there are men who want to be the same loe, women really no soft-soft, he murmured to himself.

"I just remembered the pervert. Did he pay my motorcycle service bill at the garage, huh?"

"Let me call him. But--issshhh why do I call the pervert, who there he even thinks strange."

His hand grabbed the phone that was above the nightstand. Open inst@gr@am and see a notification there is a new comment in one of the photos.

"What! The pervert commenting on my photo? Since when did he follow my account? Isshhhh this guy is really outrageous. Look out for loe ya om bawdy." gruntly put back his phone.

Suddenly he remembered the incident this afternoon, when he accidentally met Rico. The man chased after Rosa who ran away from him but Rico managed to catch her hand. Rico asks him about Deandra, where Deandra is now.

Should I tell Dea about Rico? What if Rico gets to Dea? There's Mr. Verrel there, I don't need to worry. But in her heart Rosa was worried about her best friend. He remembered Rico's words to him this afternoon. Rosa knew that Rico could have acted recklessly, from the first he had never liked Rico but could not forbid his best friend who was in love at that time.

"I have to call Dea tomorrow. He had to know about Rico so he could be careful."

...***...

"Verrreeell.."

Verrel who was asleep immediately woke up to the sound of his wife calling out to him. Since Deandra became pregnant, the man had a body sensor that reacted quickly whenever his wife needed it.

"Yes, honey. What's up?" seeing his wife still. 'Is he dreaming?

He still looked at the face of his wife who did not respond.

"Verrreeelll..help me! Help me!" Suddenly Deandra screamed for help and her chest moved up and down, her breathing gasping.

"Honey woke up...ayo woke up." his hand patted his wife's cheek, then he immediately pulled Deandra's body and grabbed her in his arms.

"Darling, I'm here. Wake up, baby."

Deandra's eyes opened quickly as she screamed in fear. As soon as her eyes looked at her husband's handsome face, she cried.

"Ssttt. I'm right here with you. Already yes, dear." he tried to calm his crying wife.

"You're having nightmares? Don't be afraid, I'm here, baby."

"I'm scared. My dream is real. I don't want to lose you,"

"Everything's fine. Look, it's nothing, isn't it?" verrel said while giving a glass of water to his wife. "Drink to calm you down."

Deandra circled her gaze around the room, her breathing starting to settle down after realizing that they were in the hotel room. 'Why is my dream so real? God, may nothing happen. I don't want to lose my husband.'

"Are you feeling better?"

Deandra simply nodded, she was still shocked recalling her dream. Somehow he felt the dream was real and his feelings were anxious. The instinct of a wife who can feel if there is a danger that is targeting her husband.

"Don't leave me. Promise me." said Deandra tightly hugging her husband.

"I promise to be with you always. I'll never leave you."

"You calm down now?"

"Yes" he answered briefly but his heart was not yet calm.