When a Neglected Wife Moves

Hitchhiker

Evening began to ambush all eyes that stared, but Jelita actually came out of the gate and walked towards the luxurious residence next to her house.

I don't know what makes him that brave, but really Jelita bored continuously staying at home, Brandon has certainly come home at night so it's better he seeks other entertainment. Didn't Brandon himself ignore it? Until it gives the opportunity for the wife to find entertainment in another field.

"Please Miss." This time the housekeeper Dylan immediately greeted him kindly.

"Yes, thank you." Jelita smiled then followed the steps of the minbed man entering Dylan's mansion.

"Please Miss wait here, soon our young master will see you." Said the man politely and then left.

Jelita smilingly nodded and stayed on the spot while circulating her gaze in all directions. Where each side of the house were many abstract paintings with the same initials displayed on the wall.

"This must be the original painting of the famous painter, yes it is the original, the employee's salary is tripled, the purchase period of the fake painting?" His monologue muttered with a gaze attached to that abstract painting.

"Ekm Ekm." From behind his body a man cleared his throat to make Jelita turn his body and immediately face to face with the handsome man.

"Emmh, uh, Dylan." Jelita smiled clumsily while scratching her non-itchy nape, really Dylan looks very handsome at the close-up.

"You looking for me? Did you miss me?" Tempting the handsome man was still with his cold gurgle.

"Ih PD," Sambar Jelita with lips that go up next to "I'm just here to go back in your lunchbox!" Clearly then thrust the square object at the owner.

"Oh, ..." Dylan received her pink box with a gaze attached to Jelita's pretty face and then blocked her hand behind "Have it been, or is there still more?" Ask ensures.

"The Sud....." Jelita's speech paused because of the sudden aroma pierced her minimalist nose.

"What's Dyl smell like?" Jelita sniffed the delicious aroma that flew to where. Coincidentally on the side of the room there is a dining table that is directly connected to the spacious kitchen of the house.

"Want to?" Tawar Dylan invited then hesitantly Jelita shook her head "Emmh t-not Dylan, don't bother." Shy-turvy.

"That's a grilled wagyu served with black truffle sauce, you really don't want to?"

Hearing that Jelita swallowed his saliva, the aroma alone so that this might taste very good.

Kruy!!

Dylan giggled at the rumbling from inside the pregnant woman's stomach "You hungry?" Ask.

"Aah?" Jelita rounded her eyes surprised so embarrassed her hands squeezed her stomach wrong behavior.

"Of course not." Elak Jelita refused when it was true, from noon the woman did not want to eat anymore and again today Brandon was absorbed in his own room, not so concerned with his wife.

"No need to be ashamed."

Without asking the owner of Dylan holding Jelita's hand walked to the dining table luxury then forced the woman to sit in one of the chairs while Jelita just quietly resigned because of hunger in his stomach that demanded to obey.

"At the same time I can't eat meat myself." Dylan said and sat down on the right seat of the woman.

"This is all you want Dyl to do?" Jelita was astonished by the view that circulated on the hands of the cooks reliable, should Dylan stay alone but why cook this much?

"Typically this is all I send somewhere." Dylan replied quickly as he turned the plate lying in front of Jelita's chest.

"Where?" Jelita looked at Dylan.

"So, you don't need to know. It's still part of the secret of my life, you may know once you're willing to marry me."

"Dylan!" Jelita screeched as she glared at the handsome faith teaser man "You can't really say that? It sounds like people misunderstand me!" Next pout.

"Yes yes." Dylan lightly picked up the chopsticks and transported some perfectly cooked meat from the roaster.

He then put it in Jelita's plate "Eat it." He put the rice there too.

"I, ..." Jelita hesitated, just this morning Brandon looked very angry at him then did he repeat the night receiving food from Dylan?

But the roast beef in front of him really made him painstakingly swallow the saliva, what else is served with the notoriously expensive black truffle sauce.

Although Brandon is also rich, but Jelita has rarely eaten strange foods, actually Brandon just obeyed the will that Jelita just said, never sensitive or initiative to give anything to him is Jelita type of woman who does not want to demand or bother.

"Do I want a bribe?" Dylan asked as he looked at Jelita's hesitating facial expression.

Huff, Jelita snorted and then took the chopsticks to the right of her plate "I can eat myself, but but, ...." Jelita glanced at Dylan with cute eyes for Dylan.

"What?"

"This may be the default of my future baby who is grim, you do not GR well. Don't ever think that I'm giving you hope."

Dylan was made to giggle again by Jelita's tickling speech, the entire maid in the house was flabbergasted to see her arrogant Lord laughing so loosely like that, there was only once someone else who could make the green-eyed man laugh.

"Why laugh?"

"You're funny." Briefly Dylan was still comfortable with his smile.

"Now eat, take it easy, I won't expect more just because you want to have dinner at my place. I know pregnant women have weird habits, so enjoy the whole process." Further.

Jelita was dumbfounded looking at the astonished man who was suddenly wise "Seems like you know a lot about pregnant women? Have you ever been married?" Ask ensures.

"My Mother." Said exclaimed Dylan smiling with the gaze he lowered down, Jelita had seen the twinkle of longing in her green eyes.

"Is he still there? Where's your mother? I've never seen anyone else go back and forth to this house other than your men!"

"Well." yeah." Dylan looked at the woman's face "But I'm sorry, that's also part of the secret in my life.(But I'm sorry, it's also part of the secret of my life.)" Tampik nya lirih.

Jelita smiled trying to strengthen the man who seemed to be missing his mother "Ok, I will not ask you again. About my neighbor's mafia." Her words chuckled.