Beautiful Teacher Trapped by Sacred Promise Bond
CHAPTER 78. PHOTO FRAME.

A few minutes in the bathroom, Lesya is now finished with her bathing ritual.

Cekleek...

At the turn of the hinge handle of the bathroom door. Take out a bit of his head to check the atmosphere of the room. Is it safe or is Liam still there. She was still embarrassed when Liam teased her. And she hoped that after taking a bath, Liam was not in the room.

"Oh safe" he thought... I don't know where Liam went, Lesya didn't think about it. Most importantly he was a little bit able to feel comfortable and safe since no one had nagged him for a while.

He sat himself in front of the glass of the dresser. Comb her hair, do not forget to give vitamins to her hair. Then he took the lipbalm to moisturize and slightly give color to his lips, so as not to look pale. He deliberately did not put powder on his face, because he thought it was useless, soon will be exposed to ablution water and after that will start a dream on the island of Kapok.

Stop for a moment staring at her reflection in front of the glass. He remembered the sweet shadow Liam had done to him. That shadow these few days always appeared in his mind. Like someone addicted to doctrine because of an overdose.

A strange taste was always tucked in the recesses of her heart when Liam treated her sweetly. Although he still doubted whether it was all sincere or just a mere dreadful seduction.

Her mother-in-law often told me that her son had never dated, or had a boyfriend since graduating high school. But Lesya did not believe that much. Because of the way he seduced and seduced her like a man who likes to play with women. Other terms such as a snapper-class land crocodile that is ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

But why the strange feeling always appears when he is close to Liam. Even though before or two months ago the strange taste never existed. Even Lesya cursed herself not to fall into a crocodile pit trap. This time he couldn't even control his heart, his heart, his mind and his body every time Liam touched him.

He thinks this isn't true. He feels stupid if until the strange taste is indeed a feeling of like, love or love. Because he knows the risk of laughter and heartache that he will get later. Although this time he actually still hopes to maintain his household. Didn't want to say goodbye and cancel that ridiculous contract promise.

He immediately shook his head when he realized his mind was starting to digress indistinctly. "Think what the hell you are. Don't dream too high. If you fall sick later". He murmured with his own reflection.

Then he walked towards the nightstand over the drawer in the corner of the room. He took his cell phone that was lying there.

He scrunched his forehead when he saw Liam's cell phone also lying on the nightstand.

"Where is he ?... Why did he leave his phone?, is he just relaxing under ?..." That series of questions certainly did not get an answer, because he asked himself.

Then he turned on his phone at a glance. And no notification of anything on the screen of his phone. Put the phone back on the nightstand.

His eyes touched the whole room. The boredom began to fade. He wants to do something to get rid of his boredom, but on the other hand he is feeling mager (males motion ) everywhere. Then it went down to the bottom floor.

This time he opened the drawers in the room. Maybe he found a book or novel that he could read.

When opening one of the bottom corner drawers. He found the frame of a photo that is upside down or prone so as not to show the picture. Out of curiosity, Lesya also turned the picture frame.

And,, Pyaaarrrr....

The picture frame suddenly escaped from the clutches of his hands. He fell on the floor right in front of his feet. Become an irregular piece shape. Irregular melting. So it's been confirmed that the frame is broken. But not so with the contents. That's the photo in that frame.

He still could not believe what he saw. Why is a picture of him in the drawer of that room table ?. Were the two of them related ?. All the questions now popped into his mind, filling his head.

Once Lesya was invited by Sherly to meet her boyfriend at that time. But Lesya always refused on the grounds that she was busy with schoolwork. Is it true that Liam was his lover who at that time wanted to be introduced to Lesya ?.

A clear water thread fell continuously down his smooth cheek. Without realizing it, the figure of the husband had entered the room while rubbing his head because his hair was still wet.

Yes, Liam finished bathing in the other bathroom, in the empty room next to that room. He deliberately cleaned himself there because he was not able to stand his sticky body because of sweat.

His eyes narrowed slightly and his eyebrows fused together when he saw Lesya holding a piece of paper and broken glass scattered in front of him. He knows very well what the shape and content of the picture from the paper. Because he himself kept the picture frame neatly in the drawer.

"What are you doing ?". His baritone voice suddenly made Lesya aghast to turn her head with a quick movement.

There are still tears still standing in her eyes.

"Sorry..." Only that word came out. There are so many questions he wants to ask and wants to know. But his tongue this time was a bit dull. Her lips are hard to move.

Without saying much Lesya immediately stood up and took the small trash can in the corner of the room. Then he crouched back to clean the broken glass frame.

"Stop" Liam's stomping voice did not undo Lesya's intention to clean it up without heeding Liam's words.

Seeing Lesya ignore her words, Liam annoyedly moved her legs closer to Lesya, "Stop me saying". Liam repeated his words while holding Lesya's hand. Holding that hand back to pick up the broken glass. His voice was slightly higher than before.

"You can get hurt. Are you stupid huh. Don't use your hands to clean it" Liam said.

Then Liam pulled Lesya to his feet and away from the broken glass. This time her tears escaped. Not as usual, Lesya this time can not menhan her tears. Though usually when it comes to holding the cry in front of others he is the champion.

"Why are you crying ?" liam asked with a slight look in Lesya's eyes. "Is it because I yelled at you and you're afraid of it ?" ask again.

\_Hey for readers... Sorry if the lamaaaaaa. Othor's really busy gaes. So please be patient to wait for the continuation yes...

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