Bad Husband Mask Fake
Chapters 30. Like Prince

"I'm not going anywhere near Claudia, as per our bet. But there will be other men. Besides I just sympathize with her being played." That was all that the Titan spoke, stepping out of the room. He did not intend at all to take Claudia.

Michael clenched his hand. Her tone slightly shook."If she leaves me, just need to lock her up so she doesn't leave. Follow everything he wants. So that he loves me."

"I got goosebumps hearing it..." Titan laughed a little. That young man was so strange to him. However, it will probably be quite fun watching everything.

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Claudia sighed harshly."It can't be like this!" Her murmur was about to rise, anxious about her husband who might have a distorted interest. Remember that! This woman is not a bulol, dumb bucin. It was just that he was anxious with Michael until various strange thoughts were in his mind.

At the same time, the door was opened by someone. Titan stood there smiling."I lost!" he said he laughed quite hard.

Equivalent? That's what he thinks of this guy's true look.

"Is there anything more handsome than you?" claudia asked with trembling lips.

"You could say that..." The answer from Titan was drinking a cup of tea in front of him.

"Can't be so! We have a deal! If you're not married to Claudia then, video--" Wendy's sentence is interrupted.

"The video? I'll handle it, my way. Michael I'm in love with you..." Titan's sudden blinking of one eye gave his uncle and nephew goosebumps.

Michael knitted his forehead."It's bullshit!" That's all he said. The typical guy who just likes to joke and provoke, that's the Titan. Might as well...

Claudia quickly moved, kissing Michael's cheek as fast as lightning."He's mine!" claudia.

Titan laughed loudly. Wanted to walk out pat Michael on the shoulder."Controlling a woman's heart is sometimes easy and sometimes difficult. But when you've been let down once. My advice, find another one..."

The only thing Michael answered with a smile. A celebrity? Who exactly is this shitty guy.

"Other times uncle will come again..." The words the uncle spoke to his nephew. Walking passed following the footsteps of Titan.

"I'm tired today, what if we just go to sleep. Make the child (sleep while holding hands)..." Claudia.

"You love me, don't you? Let's do it, make the child (relate)..." Michael tried to smile, completely doubting his wife's heart. Doubt it? Nah! His wife did not love him from the beginning.

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The night was getting closer to that. She waited in bed for Claudia to clean herself up. Not a single shred of bad thoughts flashed through Michael's mind.

Not one bit, just loneliness. He has been trying all along. Wanting to be loved, did Claudia love anyone else?

Taking a photo album located in a drawer, he began to open every strand of his wife's past.

The picture with Claudia? There's no one here. Forcedness? Easy to divorce? Maybe that was the basis for Claudia to marry him.

Feeling lonely when he is close to her. What was Michael really looking for? Her tears are flowing. Photo from phonecell? Everything was deleted after it was sent to Santos and Berta.

Titan's right! It is he who is running away from reality. A pretty beautiful mirage, she wanted this to be real.

His chest felt tight in every tear that flowed. Her first love, that's Claudia.

Although the photos look happy. Add a sweet smile, holding Evan's fingers."I. It's just the past." Mumbled.

The woman who came out was already complete in pajamas."Honey.." he said full of smiles.

A smile returned by Michael."Do you love me." a word that was not spoken by him this time, walked over to Claudia.

"Michael?" claudia asked, not understanding the change in look on the young man's face.

No answer at all. The young man who approached in the dark room. Her tears were not seen at all by Claudia.

His body suddenly felt the young man. Approach those mint-scented lips. The tongue that breaks feels aggressive. There's something different. Why did Michael get this way?

"Michael?" Claudia said again, feeling the young man's hand enter her pajamas.

"I beg you. This marriage is not a lie, is it? You love me." Again a sentence that was not spoken at all by Michael. She doesn't trust Claudia anymore. Just trust what he sees. What will Claudia do.

The kiss continued, until the young man's hand unbuttoned Claudia's shirt.

"Michael stop!" Claudia separated their lips.

"Don't say stop... Because that means you admit your lies." That's what's on his mind right now, keeping everything. For even speaking is a lie that will be uttered from the lips of his wife.

A kiss that goes down to the neck and neck area. Claudia wanted this, but she was too confused. It can't be like this, because in a year they're getting divorced. There should be no children among them.

Plaque!

The woman who pushed Michael, slapped him with all her might. Until the woman's hands were flushed.

"Michael, sorry. But what you did was wrong. You don't want to hurt me, do you? Because of that--" the sentence from Claudia interrupted.

The room is so dark. Only a sleeping lamp is not as bright as a light source. I can't figure out how many tears are flowing.

Only a warm voice as usual was heard."Sorry, I got it. Go to sleep." That's all Michael said. The young man who started to lie down, stared at the ceiling of the room.

Is her grandmother right, shouldn't she be married? A feeling that never returns. A slap that hurts? Not himself even more worried about Claudia's hands.

Did his hand hurt when he slapped it? That's not what's more important. Is Claudia happy? It's painful to stay and pretend to smile with a man she doesn't love.

First love... Does falling in love hurt this much? The question he had in mind. Trying to close his eyes, escaping in the darkness. It makes sleep a focus to forget everything. Everything that happened today. It might be more fun to fall asleep forever.

The woman was still trembling until now, wearing skincare either how many layers were on her face. Body lotion is also already, looking in the mirror ensures no movement.

The young man's hands that spread on the skin of his stomach and back were still felt. A more beautiful kiss than usual. His lips that make marks on the neck are like wild beasts. All over the body the creeps feel warmed up feeling everything.

Plus if Michael is left unbuttoning his shirt. Then he will not be able to resist the temptation to do so. Crazy one! Why is this young man so aggressive. His heart was like it was going out of place.

His hands were trembling, there was guilt in him. He shouldn't have slapped Michael."I was wrong.." he muttered, covering his face with his hands.

A moment began to rise, stepping stroking Michael's face. Peeping on the sleeping man's forehead, that's."I'm sorry.my brother is like a prince..."