Bad Husband Mask Fake
Chapter 49. How to Seduce Playboy

Possessive, obsessive, everything is fused. Such a nice guy, smiling warmly, never defending himself or wanting anything. Like a sweet white cat, who would have thought that the white cat was a white tiger cub?

The face that smiled petty, was really like a professional playboy. No expression of guilt at all. Kala opened his mouth, meeting his tongue with the woman's tongue in front of him.

Claudia tried to push him but unfortunately could not. Evan was about to hit the young man.

But what could be, Michael released his kiss, turned to throw Evan with one punch.

"Anged because I kissed her? You're not even her husband. I told you, this woman will be mine. Sooner or later it'll end up in my bed." The words are full of smiles, but how is the pressure there.

"Evan?" The words Claudia spoke looked anxious.

"You dare worry about her?" question from Michael, pull Claudia's hand away.

While Evan was silent, he had no status to defend Claudia. His action was also wrong, about to kiss the lips of a woman who had a husband. If only she was Claudia's husband, she would be able to defend him in front of him. The criminal who yells at the criminal, that's who he is now if he defends Claudia.

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Pulling Claudia's hand towards a much quieter area. The garden area behind the house is more precise.

Plaque!

A slap he got from the woman in front of him. A smile on Michael's face would it be more fun to kiss Evan than he is? I don't know, this woman really made him speechless.

"What difference?" One question from the man in front of him.

"Huh? You are shameless! Br*bw!" Jerk Claudia.

"I asked you what's the difference between kissing me or the guy?" The young man who kept smiling was calm. Like he didn't care he was just slapped.

Claudia was down, it actually made no difference. Cheating is still cheating, her dear husband will be disappointed in her. But he could not lose his pride in the presence of this person.

"There! Evan is more handsome than you! You jellyfish!" The lie, the woman who actually swallowed his saliva. Such a stinging charm, a faint fragrance resembling Michael. This was probably because he was drunk, assuming their scent was similar.

Nah! Her beloved husband was waiting in the apartment to eat martabak together with her.

"more handsome? Are you blind?" The young man's whisper was an understatement.

"I'm not blind!" Claudia gurgling.

The young man who kept smiling, gave her a packet of candy."Hear that! After this you better go to the room. If until I see you wandering around this party, then I'll make sure tomorrow your uncle will take the position of chief director."

Stepping away, leaving the lowered Claudia alone. Clenching his hands, completely unable to refute, was completely annoyed.

Sighs many times, sitting on the garden chair alone. His eyes stared at the bracelet on his feet. Bracelet with little bells giving her husband.

"Sorry.I was forced.." he muttered wanting to cry. He kissed another man.

An ankle bracelet is like a chain that will ensnare him. Will it be able to escape from the obsessive man who just left?

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Somehow, he woke up with a throbbing head in one of his guest rooms. Not waking up in the apartment.

Still complete wearing his dress does not remember at all how he got in this room. Run to the bathroom, wash your face then gargle many times. Michael must not know, he consumed alcohol yesterday.

The martabak he bought on the way to this place, is it stale? I don't know, obviously he has to hurry home. Wearing high heels, opening the door to exit.

Running at high speed, the magic of glass shoes has disappeared, the prince br*ngsek has also left, now it is morning. My dear husband was waiting for her at home with a warm breakfast.

Nah!

Nah!

Nah!

The sound of his high heels, crossing the dining room area.

"Wait!" Erlina suddenly stopped her steps.

"What's!? I have to go home! Otherwise the hammer will stale! At this hour there are no martabak sellers still open!" Claudia said she was going back to walk. But Erlina still got in the way.

"What!?" claudia asked again, trying to stay sane, even though she was in a hurry.

"How do you flirt with Micky?" one question from Erlina, staring cynically at him.

"What do you mean!? I'm not flirting with playboy rabies!" Claudia growled, feeling a waste of time.

"He took you from the back garden. You fell asleep drunk. She took you, lifted you up like a newlywed to the guest room. How did you tease him!?" Jerky Erlina emotion.

"really? That crazy guy?" Claudia immediately groped her own body."Maybe he's looking for an opportunity to harass me! Hear that! He's not a good guy!" claudia swallowed her rough saliva.

"I'm lazy to talk to you. Go there! And don't try to tease my man! You better rot with your husband!" Erlina sighed many times in the end not blocking Claudia's path anymore.

"Pray me to have a child soon. I will also pray for you to marry that brutal playboy soon." A smile on Claudia's face.

"Yes! Aye! For once I forgive you! Because of your sincerity, saying no would bother my handsome Micky." Erlina turned her eyes. At the end of the day, he sat back on the dining table to enjoy his breakfast.

Claudia nodded her forehead. If this was her old self, it is certain to follow-up to become a playboy devotee. Fascinating handsome guy? That's Claudia. But that sense is gone, no matter how handsome, will not be able to give him comfort, like being with Michael.

Imagine the Sunday they would spend together. I promised to take Michael for a walk. Maybe an amusement park? Dating like an SMU kid? Going to the movies?

All the high-level delusions were in his mind. The night will end with a romantic dinner, then cuddle and kiss in the moonlight. Surely he must apologize and be honest with his noble husband. If yesterday's shameful thing happened.

Sighs many times, drives a car while listening to romantic music on the radio. The paradise of love, Yovie and Nuno, that's what she's listening to.

Singing is like auditioning for talent. Until the red light, one of the taxi drivers heard Claudia's voice.

"I am yes! Congratulations on getting the golden ticket!" The joke of the motorcycle taxi driver who happened to stop beside him, like a jury of talent.

The world feels beautiful to Claudia, with a pack of martabak that might start to stale, she jumps up and down to the apartment. Maybe admitting she's been in love is better. Rather than just glued to the face, education, and career.

Until he presses the access code, then he will realize. His apartment has been robbed. The lost treasure is the sweet husband waiting for her.