(NON) PRETEND HUSBAND
Milky Way

Jakarta, December 2, 2022.

The sign below,

Name: Annastasia Camellia Winata

It is referred to as the first party and

Name: Kiandro Bagaskara

Next is called the second party.

With this make a signed agreement letter consciously and in good health wal afiat. Make a deal with enough batteries that contain among them :

The marriage shall terminate exactly one year from the date on which this agreement letter was signed and/or Winata Group's inheritance letter falls into the hands of the first Party.

The first and second parties are prohibited from interfering in their personal affairs, are prohibited from prosecuting each other and are prohibited from making physical contact except in public for business purposes.

No outside party should know the letter of this marriage agreement or the legal sanctions of compensation in the form of a breach of contract worth 20 AD are enforced.

The first party will give shares of PT. Winata Group worth 30% on the second party if PT. Winata Group officially belongs to the first party.

Neither the first party nor the second party shall be bound by financial, emotional, and social matters except for the benefit of the Company.

Neither the first party nor the second party are mutually responsible for any affairs. Each side will live separately despite being on the same roof.

This agreement was signed and made by mutual agreement. Matters relating to the addition of articles will be added and discussed further.

Signed :

First party : Annastasia Camellia Winata.

Second party: Kiandro Bagaskara.

A year ahead, Ann believes things will be easier if Kian remains cooperative like this. Once the will from her Papa officially appoints Ann as the sole heir, then after Ann will be free from the strange and geeky man for life.

Ann closed the wardrobe where she kept the safe and stepped wide towards the nightstand. He grabbed his phone and sent a message to Daren to contact him immediately if he was not busy.

Clings.

Ann flinched, she stared at the screen of her phone. But he sighed disappointed when the incoming message turned out to be from Kian, not from Daren, his lover.

[I forgot to tell you, for chapter 4 please remove. I don't need any stock leftovers from you guys.]

"Curtain!" Ann clucked quickly. 'Based arrogant! It's poor, arrogant anyway!' inner Ann was irritated.

He threw his cell phone at the nightstand and went up to the bed. Her mood immediately deteriorated getting a message from Kian just now.

When meeting WO who arrived late because of being stuck in traffic earlier, Kian was also more silent and did not contribute any ideas. This marriage was for her too. Only Ann who gave more explanation and expressed her will to the Wedding Organizer. Even more busy playing mobile phones and memahuti occasionally.

If the wedding was for Ann and Daren, it probably wouldn't have been that one afternoon. Daren definitely has a lot of creative ideas for their wedding theme.

Ann snorted in annoyance as she remembered things so it felt complicated ever since she knew Kian. Ann praised her cooperative attitude, but she was wrong. Kian is a strange, geeky and arrogant man who is clinging!

"Armrggg!!" Ann covered her head with a pillow and shouted as loud as possible to vent her emotions on Kian.

Irritated to hold her emotions alone, Ann finally fell asleep. He didn't even hear when his phone was shaking because there was an incoming call from Daren. Ann is tired of being born and inward.

The next day at breakfast. Jonathan was waiting for Ann from thirty minutes ago. Her beloved daughter got off while talking on the phone with someone. Jonathan thinks Ann is on a phone with Kian, but when Ann's face looks pale and panicked when she sees him at the dinner table, Jonathan realizes that his daughter is still in contact with Daren.

Ann hung up and slipped her phone into her briefcase. She sat next to her father and smiled awkwardly.

"You're still in touch with Daren?" ask Jonathan to the point.

Ann did not say, he took a piece of bread and immediately smeared it with his favorite chocolate jam.

"Ann, leave Daren. You will only hurt your future husband when you are still in contact with that man!"

"Pa, how could I part from Daren so soon! Our relationship didn't last for a month two months but three years, Pa!"

Jonathan stared intently at his daughter. "Leave him slowly. Don't give him any more hope. You know full well that if Daren loves you then he won't let you marry Kian!"

"Daren didn't want me to marry Papa's chosen man. He even fell ill from hearing Papa's selfish decision. So don't force me to leave Daren, Pa." Ann returned Jonathan's gaze no less sharp and cynical.

"You should thank me for marrying you! Papa wasn't sure Daren would do the same, because he wasn't even willing to leave his popularity for you!"

Ann was stunned, her Papa's words were like a piercing pain right in her heart. The oxygen around him instantly seemed to vanish with nothing left. Be ill.

"Thank you Papa for reminding me of that," Ann murmured in a trembling voice holding back tears.

Jonathan grabbed his glass and gulped his warm lemon water down the toilet. He stood up and left Ann alone at the dinner table.

Ann watched her Papa's back slowly move away in sadness. It's not until the heart hurts the only old man left. Ann loved her father more than anything, but over the past year Jonathan has forced her to get married. Making Ann go awry because Daren is unlikely to want to get married anytime soon, especially when the man has just climbed the popularity ladder that he had dreamed of. To his peak, Jonathan forces Ann to marry Kian. The man who is not clear of his family background, is not clear whose descent and not clear also his nature!

Ann took a long breath. Instantly, his mood worsened when he remembered Kian. Not wanting to linger in the negative energy, Ann quickly finished her breakfast and took a sip of her warm chocolate milk.

A little running, Ann rushed into her car. He put his briefcase in the next seat and started the engine. As she was about to raise one tooth, Ann's clinking phone signified a chat message coming in. Ann reached into the cell phone in her bag nimbly. His forehead wrinkled as the incoming message turned out to be from his Papa.

[Don't go home too late. At seven o'clock Papa has invited Kian to dinner outside together.]

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