(NON) PRETEND HUSBAND
Trapped

Woobar, W Retreat & Spa Bali, Seminyak-Bali.

Ann notices the DJ who seems very fun playing his Turntable. A glass of cocktail that was still in his grasp did not make Ann then flinch from drinking it. He sipped it little by little, Ann did not want to get drunk, at least not get drunk when with Daren!

"Why are your clothes still intact? He said he'd go swimming?" daren asked in surprise while watching Ann's clothes.

Ann shook her head quickly. "Not so. Too many bules in there!" Ann watches the pool in the middle of the pub.

Daren let out a long sigh, he glanced at Ann's intact cocktail. "Would I order another drink?"

Ann shook her head again, she focused on watching DJ with her gaze blank. Tomorrow she will go home and meet Kian again, the day will come back sad and mellow every time he was near her husband.

"Beb, we're here for fun. Forget her!"

Ann was stunned, she glanced at Daren clumsily. How did Daren know Ann was thinking about Kian?

"Since yesterday I've seen you uncomfortable with this holiday. What's up, anyway? What are you thinking?" timpal Daren is upset.

"I didn't think of anything."

"lik! The look in your eyes says otherwise."

Ann got up from the beach chair she was sitting in with Daren, she got tired of this kind of conversation. And Ann's not arguing.

Feeling Ann reject him, Daren pulls her arm quickly before Ann passes away.

Prangs.

Ann flinched, Daren too. Some of the people sitting around Ann and Daren turned their heads in shock as the glass in Ann's hand fell and broke into pieces.

The sharp gaze of the pair of lovers who began to stretch made the atmosphere stiff. A waiter approached the two to clean up the broken glass at Ann's feet. Fresh blood poured from the fingers of her feet that were scratched by the shard but Ann did not care about it at all. Her heart hurts so much more since knowing Kian has always been protective and kind to her!

"You're hurt" heeded Daren as he removed his check and looked down over Ann's leg.

Ann snorted angrily, she threw away her face and let Daren clean her blood with the help of a tissue given by the maid.

"Let's go back, it looks like you need a break."

"Okay, let's go for a walk." Daren grabbed Ann's arm and took her away.

Several pairs of eyes that realized that the man who had just quarreled was Daren Thomas, the famous artist of the capital, suddenly took pictures of Ann and Daren secretly. Ann, who was wearing thin clothes to cover her monk unconscious when a few hours later she would headline news on various celebrity gossip platforms.

In the car Daren had rented during their vacation, the quiet atmosphere made the two awkward to communicate.

"Do you like it?" daren's question broke the silence.

Ann nodded, her chest rumbling again. Remembering Kian always makes him weak.

"Cn ..."

"Hiks .." Ann's tears spilled instantly. He could no longer speak, his heart ached.

Daren held her breath in shock, so Ann had actually fallen in love with the man?? Is this how soon his love turns away?

While Daren lamented her unfortunate fate, Ann's cries grew heartbreaking. On the one hand he regrets his mistreatment of Kian, but on the other hand Ann cannot bear to admit her feelings for Daren. After everything they've been through, it's tragic that Ann gives up on her feelings.

"I'm sorry, Daren .. I'm sorry."

"Since when, Beb?"

Ann shook her head not knowing, she herself did not understand since when this affection appeared and grew stronger in her heart.

"Are you sure of how you feel?" daren asked again, his mood suddenly gloomy. "Why did you do this to me?"

"I'm sorry, Daren. Punish me, beat me, curse me."

Daren smiled wryly, he turned to Ann who was still teary-eyed. Her heart grew even more painful when she realized that the tears were dripping not for her.

"You have to pay for all this, Ann. You have to pay for this pain."

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