(NON) PRETEND HUSBAND
Regrets Always Come Too Late

Glare, Ann opened her eyes just as someone had just closed the door to her room. Her head was heavy and swirling, Ann trying to remember what she had done last night. He came home from work, drove alone to the pub, ordered drinks, met Love, teased each other with the stealth woman, had a strong drinking fight and Kian.

Wait, Kian??

Ann suddenly got up from her sleep, fast movements when suddenly Ann shuffled to sit making her head spin and her stomach began to churn. Nimble, he lowered his legs and ran to the bathroom, something like about to creep out from inside his stomach.

"Whoekk."

Ann squatted on the closet and pulled out all the contents inside her stomach.

"Thanks .. whoeeek!"

The nausea was getting more excruciating, all the contents of her stomach had been wasted and left behind the scent that Ann hated the most. His left hand began to press the flush of the closet when it was felt that nothing else would come out of his stomach. With gontai Ann started to get up and out of the toilet. His dizziness was still felt, his body was like a piece of paper that was ready to fly in case it was blown by the wind. Still with her steps dragged, Ann inched out to fetch water in the kitchen. But the movement of her hands stopped as Ann heard the sound of people chatting outside. He stopped opening the door wider and chose to stick his ear on the door.

Is there a maling?? Is the thief in discussion to sort out the items to be stolen? Oh, no!! Don't let the thief find her in this room, Ann has to hide!!

Ann's healthy mind still hasn't fully returned after a night of drunkenness until stoned. Hallucinations still afflict him. But Ann had not been able to hide, the voice of the man she knew so well made her step stop. Kian?? So the thief is Kian??

"Pa, I love Ann. I sincerely love him. Even up to this moment I felt my life was empty without him. Did I not deserve a second chance?"

Deg, all over Ann's body suddenly heated up, not because of the AC in the room that did not work but because of Kian's confession.

"As long as Daren is still a shadow in your relationship, it's better to give up before you get deeper."

Papa's?

Ann put her ear back on the door. So Kian conspired to steal with his Papa?

Her Papa's voice rang out this time, Ann touching her chest which suddenly felt pain. A memory flashes.

"Because I'm the one who donated my kidney for her!"

Ann's eyeballs were wide. Yeah, true! He donated his kidney to his father. Ann's memory and common sense began to return as her tears began to drip, unknowingly sagging and squirming behind the door.

"Pa, don't say that. I sincerely help you, I sincerely want to fulfill Grandma Sofia's trust."

"Kian ..." said Ann was hurt. His consciousness has returned.

"I beg you, don't say anything like that again. I sincerely do all that like I sincerely love Annastasia."

Kian's voice outside increasingly made Ann aware of his hallucinations. Her heart ached again, the wound gaping again when Ann found out the truth. Ann had been too evil because she considered Kian as a man who had matre all this time.

"alright. Talk to Ann. Solve your problems with a cool head. Whatever your decision may be, Papa will support it."

Ann quickly wiped away her tears, she closed the door very slowly. But apparently, Jonathan noticed the movement of the door from the outside.

With a smile, Jonathan coded Kian to pay attention to his room.

"He's up, Papa go home first, okay? Don't forget to take a shower before you end it all in bed!" jonathan whispered to Kian.

He looked doubtfully at the door of the room that had once been his bedroom. Is that so? Will the bed be the end of the problem?

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