Billionaire Bride
CH-37 turned out to be your ghost

Hanna looked at the beautiful woman. The woman stretched out her hand to shake hands.

“Hai, I'm Maria,” said with an ordinary woman's voice. Hanna was stunned to hear that, wasn't it usually the transgender one whose voice was a bit heavy? But this is like a normal female voice. He saw the woman from top to bottom.

“Can I come in? Damian is there, right?” mary asked, seeing that Hanna was silent.

“Oh yes, I am Hanna, his wife Damian,” greet Hanna, rather surprised, she received a helping hand from the woman.

“Maria! You've come?” damian's voice came from the stairs. From there he could see Hanna at the door with a woman who had not been invited in.

“Yes, I just came,” Maria replied, without further ado go straight inside, which Damian greeted by kissing her left cheek and right cheek. Hanna increasingly clearly saw them very familiar in front of her.

Damian hugged Maria's waist, immediately invited to the dining table.

“Don't forget to close the door,” Damian told Hanna without turning his head.

Hanna could only see their departure to the dining room. Closing the door slowly, why did his heart feel sad to see them so familiar?Does Maria know she's not Damian's real wife? Hanna kept guessing, was Mary really a man? She looks a lot like a woman. How does he prove that Mary is a man? If Mary is a woman, why did Damian say she was a man? Is he canceling his resignation?

He walked to the dining table lazily. Damian said Mary could not be present at his reception, but why was she even familiar with Mary? Didn't she introduce herself as his wife to Maria? What exactly is their relationship?

Hanna saw them sitting at the dining table while joking, I don't know what she was talking about, even when she walked into the room no one greeted her, she felt ignored. Damian looks at it, offers this food it's on the table, he's very attentive to Maria either Mario, Hanna doesn't like to see it.

Finally, Hanna turned her body, walked out of the room. They let them both eat together. Hanna went to the pool above, sitting in the chair where she was asleep. It seemed like he had chosen to sleep in that seat alone, he wanted to know if the ghost would move him again?

But is his attitude excessive? I don't know, he doesn't like that they're both so familiar and heed it.

Seeing the waves on the beach that was a bit hard, the wind blew strong and felt very cold to touch Hanna's skin. He felt lonely sitting here alone. He kept thinking and thinking. Should he really stop working for Damian. Let Damian look for another woman who will hug him while delirious. She's afraid she'll fall in love with Damian, it'll hurt more than this.

Hanna walked to the edge of the building. Staring down a very steep ravine, far away seen a clean beach. There was a sound of steps approaching, but Hanna did not turn her head, maybe just her feelings were approaching, there was no way Damian, he was busy with his woman who was either a woman or a man. There was the sound of objects being stored on the table behind him. He would turn his head but stopped when he felt someone wearing something enveloping his body.

“You know the air is cold but you're not wearing your jacket,” sounds from the guy who put up Damian's big long blazer. Hanna turned her head, looking at the man just staring at the beach. Actually she was very surprised, Damian suddenly came and put on the long blazer of the man.

“I brought you food too,” he said, still without looking.

Hanna turned to the table behind her. There was a plate of rice with side dishes as well as a warm drink. He stared at the table in disbelief. Damian brought that for him?

“After eating, sleep inside, I don't want to carry you anymore, you're so heavy,” Damian said then got up from there, stepped away. Hanna was just stunned to hear it. Did he not hear wrong? Don't want to carry it? So the ghost that moved her while she slept outside was Damian?

“So you're the ghost?” shout Hanna. Damian did not reply, he was still stepping down the pool.

“Then I will sleep here so that the ghost will carry me!” shout Hanna.

“I don't want to carry you anymore! Just sleep outside!” damian replied, yelling again without stopping his steps.

“I'll sleep outside!" Hanna was still screaming.

“Wait for a ghost to hold you!” reply Damian again.

Hanna saw the man enter the door of the room made of glass, she smiled. She didn't think Damian moved her while sleeping outside. Why didn't he just confess that it wasn't a ghost holding him. That guy's incomprehensible. All day long she was upset because she went with Maria. Turns out he came home, moved it inside and then left again.  Why isn't he honest? Until I call all the ghost repellents.

Hanna saw the plate on the table. Where does Mary think of her, where is Mary? Is it still inside? Or have you gone home? Ah no, the important thing is that he wants to eat, his stomach is very hungry.

Put both hands into the hands of the long blazer until it covers both hands so wide. He held his hand forward, his hand completely invisible. Is that guy's hand really long? Why is the blazer so big, he thought.  Then he sat down in the chair, and ate his food, though alone, while looking at the beach.

After eating, his stomach felt full. The dantukpun began to attack. Hannapun wants to fuck Damian. What if he sleeps outside this time? Is that guy gonna carry her or not? The time isn't? She said this time it was the ghost who would carry her. Hah that guy, sucks.

Hanna yawned again and again, she began to lie on the chair, clutching her long warm blazer, why does wearing this blazer Damian owned make it feel hugged by the man? Why didn't he just bring a blanket? Even the clothes he was carrying, he thought.  After a long time feeling the warmth of the blazer, Hannapun finally fell asleep.

The next day…

Hanna was still feeling sleepy as sunlight entered the room. Hanna opened her eyes and looked around. Turns out he slept in the room, still wearing his long blazer Damian was also covered in. It turned out that the man was covering her as well. But where is he now?

The aroma of coffee is refreshing. Ha looks like Damian is making coffee. Hannapun came down from the right sleep, down the stairs, to the kitchen.

Sure enough, Damian is making coffee.

“Again!” greet Hanna with a smile.

“You got coffee?” ask Damian. Hanna nodded, sitting on the desk chair to cut the vegetables.

Hanna looked at Damian who was wearing his gym clothes.

“You've run in the morning?” Ask Hanna.

“Hem!” damian answered, pouring hot coffee from the coffee maker pot into two glasses. After that, he took her to the table where Hanna was sitting, given Hanna one glass.

“Why don't you ever take me for a morning run? Time in Switzerland also you run alone,” said Hanna.

“Really? The feeling you had me last night, was it because I was wearing your big shirt so I felt you hugging me?” hanna asked, while developing her two hands that were sinking because of her extended hands.

Damian looked at Hanna with a serious look.

“Maybe we'll stay here a little while, I have a job,” Damian said. Hanna looked at. Tumben once the man came back serious.

“What job do you have here?” hanna asked while blowing on her still hot coffee.

“I'm evaluating my hotel, so maybe I'll be very busy.” Damian replied.

“Is there anything I can do? I feel bored with no work here,” Hanna said.

“I can't give you another job, because you're so easy to sleep in during the day,” Damian replied, in a serious tone, no messing around anymore.

“So I'm home and sleeping, so?” ask Hanna.

“It looks like it's your job,” Damian replied.

The two fell silent, drinking coffee in their cups.

“You carried me again last night?” hanna asked, now looking at the man.

“No,” Damian replied, making Hanna surprised.

“No? What do you mean no? I woke up in the room earlier,” Hanna said.

“I don't know either. I woke up You were snoring next to me. You made my ears hurt,” complained Damian.

“Serious Damian, you really don't carry me?” Hanna asked, not believing.

“Of course not. Last night I told you that I won't carry you anymore, a habit later,” Damian said.

“If it wasn't you, so the ghost moved me?” ask Hanna.

“It looks like so. Leave it alone, so the ghost helped me not to carry you on. Looks like I have to pay for the ghost so that every time you fall asleep anywhere, the ghost will carry you, so don't bother me anymore,” Damian said, returning to his coffee.

“You're kidding, right? You're the one holding me, not the ghost,” exclaimed Hanna, beginning to feel goosebumps.

“Really, seriously. Looks like the ghost likes you, “ Damian said, nodding seriously.

“Thinking, then I won't sleep outside anymore,” said Hanna shuddering.

“Good so,” replied Damian.

Hannapun. He also thinks that at home without activity must be boring.

“Let me not get bored at home, how about I just learn to paint?” ask Hanna.

“Painting?” damian asked, looking at the woman before him.

“Iya, Arya has an acquaintance of a peeukis, I will learn to paint on her,” replied Hanna.

“Arya?” damian asked, looking at Hanna, he didn't like the man.

“Iya,” Hanna nodded, and she drank her coffee.

The doorbell sounds. Damian immediately got up and headed towards the front room to open the door.

When he opened the door, he was surprised to see the man he was talking about there carrying something flat and wide wrapped in paper, like a painting.

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Readers, getting bored huh....? The story is still relaxing. Confirm author keep first. Cos “My Secretary” again hot. Ntar mabok if two novels conflict all

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