
“I hope you won't lie More! when that person tells you about your woman, tonight you have to have dinner with me!”
Morean ignores Summer as she checks her phone, but Summer continues to talk incessantly. “You'll be right on promise, I'll make dinner for us.”
The trip was almost up to a few more kilos to a hospital that Summer meant and immediately Morean got something.
“LUKE, STOP!”
Summer gasps, “Why? It's not yet reached.” Summer looked right and left.
Not lingering Luke stopped making Summer look more astonished at the man and stared in panic in the middle of the city they stopped.
“Quick exit!” Show Morean the door with a fierce look.
Summer gasps, “Why? What's up, we'll find out your lady.” Pekik Summer did not want to lose.
Morean's sharp gaze did not subside, “Down! Or I won't consider you a woman and make you like your father!”
Luke is the same as Summer he was flabbergasted, but he was sure Morean got something, the car door was automatically opened, and the car door was open, Summer was a little afraid to see Morean's attitude he stepped down and pulled his bag of snoring stilettonya carefully.
“You will regret More!”
“Junk!”
The car door closed and the car drove away from it.
Summer let go of her stiletto she stomped her feet on the street, Wait she did not understand why Morean suddenly asked her to come down.
“Fucking woman, you made my life difficult, I swear you guys won't meet forever!” Kecam Summer exploded staring annoyed at Morean's car which was very far away.
Morean put down his phone, he snorted irritably, “My time wasted 20 minutes on Summer's stupid thing, hairpin, he saw the photo upload on my account and saw the one Sarla was holding without her using. Don't you see Summer is now like she lost her mind, Luke!”
“Parents form a child's mindset, although not all Summer still inherits Watson's foul wits, how can you be sober, Boss?”
Morean snorted, “He's not here, but as always makes me feel like he's close, I don't know, <TAG1>, all of a sudden I wanted to open his picture when it was just a back when we went to the playground and he didn't want to be photographed.”
“Your wife I'm sure is still in town, boss, she's gobbling up your son and thinking she's going to get back on the attack, maybe you should make a news report on television make it into a news story that keeps going around everywhere, ask for it back, you don't have to show the picture or give it its name, he said, make him touched there tell him how much you love him and believe there will be nothing he fears happening again.”
“We go to the television station owned by Mr Fancesco now!”
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Sarla was much better, she was able to go to the bathroom by herself without the need to call the maid at the house, as this morning she was able to clean her own bed.
“Good morning..” Mom Lily's voice airs in the room.
“Good morning!” Kenrick's grandson came into the room.
Sarla who was cleaning the bed gasped, “Eh good morning, Mom, Kenrick?”
“Why are you cleaning this up, hey no! No let's sit!”
“It's almost done Mom, this is not a problem.”
“Auntie, are you pregnant with baby? Papa said in aunt's stomach there is a baby, really?” Kenrick approached Sarla displaying her adorable face.
Sarla and Mom Lily laughed, “You asked your papa that?” Mom Lily ruffled her grandson's hair.
“Yes, but where's the daddy? I have dad but no mom, why is it like Granny?”
“Kenrick, your question is impolite!”
Sarla comments on smile, “You are adorable dear.” Sarla cupped the boy's face and laughed.
Passing through the flower plants behind the house, Sarla inhaled a lot of fresh air there, she was better when the wound was healed.
“Auntie, look butterfly!” Bring Kenrick Sarla's hand.
“Ken, don't pull, Aunty isn't too healthy!” Mom Lily shook her head as if Kenrick really liked Sarla.
In the garden there is a gazebo with a facility of tables and chairs there, it looks husband Lily and Caviar are enjoying coffee and talking there.
Until Sarla, Lily and Ken arrived there, “What you discussed looked very serious once.”
“Hey beautiful you've been able to get out of the house, it's great to see you've recovered.” The old eyes of the head of the house that exuded sincerity really made Sarla very comfortable there.
“Ya, already better.”
“Call me dad, I like that.”.The old man pulled out a chair for Sarla to let her sit down.
Sarla smiles, “Good dad, thank you.”
Caviar just commented a smile looking at Sarla and her parents who really liked this foreign woman, what else his son look at Ken always looking for attention.
“You might be wondering where Ken's mom is, Sarla.” Mom Lily put a piece of bread on Sarla's plate.
“Hemmm.” Sarla cleared her throat, and made Caviar look at there Mama.
“No problem this is not a secret that must be covered, Ken's mother died a long time ago when Ken was just 1 year old, he had kidney disease.”
Sarla rubs on Kenrick's hair, it's a pity that this kid is lucky that he has Mom Lily, as well as this kind of good dad.
“You want to be my Mommy, Aunty?” Kenrick said spontaneously.
Caviar chokes, his son might say that to a foreign woman, “Kenrick, watch your words!” Kaviar Sentak.
“Ken, no! Aunt already has a husband, aunt Sarla is your aunt, don't say anything weird!”
Sarla comments on a smile, “If Ken wants to call aunty, Mom, please!”
Lily raised her hand, “No Sarla! Call aunty yes, later can be a misunderstanding, think about your health, your son deserves to be happy to meet his father, Ken has a father and I, he wants too much, do not be too obeyed.”
The grandfather broke the awkwardness over Kenricj's ucspan which made Kaviar wrong, he turned on the morning news television there. ‘Honey, wherever you are back, may you hear me, hear my plea—‘
Instantly grandfather renewed “This news from last night continues to spin pity Morean Sanden, I did not think the trillionaire was married.”
Sarla was wide-eyed as all eyes went towards the man who was discussing the head of the house, the bite of bread that Sarla chewed as if it could not be swallowed.
That face, Morean glazed inside there pleading, indeed Sarla suddenly weak she felt sad, her heart ached, Morean looked so frustrated.
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