Sold My Husband and Bought My Ex-Boyfriend
Hundred Ten

It sounds selfish and demanding, but what Marco says has a point as well. Grandma who had studied psychology also suggested the same thing to put aside selfish feelings for Ella and herself. Because after all, keeping the feeling of hate in the heart is not a good thing.

However, did he have to forgive the man so soon? Wouldn't the world blaspheme her more as a brainless woman if it could easily forgive a man's fault?

Vanya's body is weakening. Making it easier for Marco to hug the woman more freely.

He looked up and looked at Marco's face. "But forgiving you doesn't guarantee you won't do anything wrong again, does it? What if you repeat your mistake again? Her mother was treated like this. I don't want Ella to be a victim either!"

Vanya's gaze was very piercing.

The man seemed to be sighing. Letting rain water enter through the blemish of her slightly opened lips.

"Important attitude is mandatory for women. But you should be able to think more carefully that I have done it as much as possible. For four years I tried to correct my mistakes that were not easy. And it was all I did on the basis of your permission first, you told me to fix everything just following you to your hometown! Hero is the witness, he's the one holding your address. Should we call the kid now if you forget?"

Vanya. He did not look down, nor did he turn away from his sight.

Marco knew Vanya was upset because Marco ignored him for too long. But one thing Vanya does not need to know, four years to recover a company that has been almost destroyed is a very short time.

If it wasn't for Vanya and Ella, Marco wouldn't be sure he could get things done in the short term.

"Hopefully this is the last time I'll remind you of that letter, Van. I don't want our conflict to be about that! There's still a lot of things we have to take care of. You're a smart woman, I'm sure you understand what I mean."

The Duarrrr!

The sound of lightning striking one of the trees there made Vanya shudder and tighten her embrace on Marco. The man who was trying hard to convince his wife was forced to stop the action.

"We'll end the debate today. We must immediately find a place to shelter if we do not want to be victims of lightning violence!"

***

The sky began to darken. The two men were living in an apple storage shed that was only inhabited when the harvest season came. If it is not entering the harvest season, the temporary storage warehouse is just abandoned.

Marco rolled his gaze around the warehouse full of stacked crates of used wood commonly used to pack apples.

"Just stay here!" The rain still falls. Vanya had just opened her mouth after silencing Marco for quite a while. His tone had returned to how it was, indicating that the woman was no longer too awkward.

"It's very cold, we have to make a fireplace immediately if we don't want to freeze!" The man showed a weather thermometer on his phone that was almost four.

"See, I'm trying to find a lighter first! There may be the rest of the former workers." Vanya was about to step up, but Marco took the woman's hand as soon as possible.

Vanya nodded.

In the end they are looking for a lighter with the help of a cell phone flashlight. Luckily near the fireplace there are still leftovers belonging to the apple farmers. Now Marco only needs to pile dry wood to make a fireplace. He used a broken wooden apple crate for his fuel.

About twenty minutes later the fireplace was perfectly lit. Marco held a tent right in front of the blaze.

He glanced at Vanya who was still shivering. His hands hugged his chest with lips starting to turn blue.

"Please take off your wet clothes Van! We should be able to warm up to each other in these circumstances!"

The woman's contact shook her head. A second later he saw Marco who had undressed and placed him beside the fireplace.

"You don't want hypothermia, do you?" The woman's head was already turned away as Marco reprimanded her with an almost innocent body. Tingal was the rest of a small cloth covering the base of her thigh.

"Don't look for your chance!" snapped it.

"Good Vanya! We're in this state. Why am I looking for an opportunity. If I had intended, I'd have done it while we were in the room."

Vanya gulped his saliva in shame. His cheeks immediately frowned upon hearing the word attack that came out from the man's lips. It's true, too, why look for opportunities in such an unworthy place?

"Emmmmm. Then what should I do?" Pretending to ask as if you don't know.

"Skin to skin! Stick to each other's skin to keep our body temperature stable."

"Yourselves?" the woman glared.

"Who else? We're just two of us in this place!"

"I don't want to! It's better this way!" Now his eyes are peeking a little. Glances at the muscles of Marco's stomach that looks striking. Just imagining it has made Vanya fly around.

"Don't be a strong ass! Your body is pale as an undead!" At the pull of the body until it fell into his lap. "Open your clothes!"

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You know what will happen in the next part. Yuk yuk. komen and likenya in kencengin let cepet up.