CEO I LOVE YOU

CEO I LOVE YOU
CHAPTER 21. HORISON'S HONEST


Horison and her two men enjoy Anastasia's fried rice, while Aunt Narsih still faithfully accompanies baby Marcello in the room. He chose not to interfere with his employer's personal affairs.


"Why do you have to run away from me Anastasia?" horison asked Anastasia after they finished eating the food served by Anastasia. Moreover, you must be willing to abandon your culinary efforts in order to avoid me.


"I knew from the beginning that you must have known me a lot when Mr. Parlindungan introduced us. I chose to serve you to pretend not to recognize me, because I thought that between you and Mr. Protection had a special relationship.


But after I investigated, It turns out that you are just friends, honestly I have been looking for your whereabouts for a long time. Ever since that night, you just left me without speaking to me, I immediately asked my men to find out who you really are and wanted to apologize to you.


But you just disappeared like you were swallowed by the earth, leaving me completely unable to do anything about it. Do you know how much I suffered after you left? it can't be said anymore, all recognize me Boss arrogant cold as ice from the north pole. But I don't know why losing you is like losing half my soul. I didn't recognize you at the time.


And from then on, For some reason or some reason because of the sin I committed against you, God punished me by not making me have passion and desire for every woman. I honestly am not lying at all. If you don't believe me, you can ask my men directly. I've been looking for you for a long time Horison told Anastasia.


Anastasia was only speechless to hear and looked at Horison with a questionable gaze. "Please trust me Anastasia speak frankly to me, is Marcello my flesh and blood? don't lie to me and don't lie to yourself, so do baby Marcello. Because you cover everything. Baby Marcello has every right to know who his biological father is, if you don't marry me.


"As much as I wish Anastasia, you are willing to marry me to become Lady Horison Airos.


"Airos? spontaneously Anastasia said the name of Airos because she knew who Airo's real figure was.


"Yes, my full name is Horison Airoes.the sole heir of Airo's company. And also the CEO who served for the time being. I'm the one who's running the Airos company now. Because the Airos company is a giant company owned by both my parents, automatically I have to run it.


"No, maybe you're the son of Uncle Airos.


"Why is it impossible?


"Do you know my parents?"


"Yes, I know Mrs Nadine very well, she's a woman who's my role model. He motivated me so I had a culinary business to have several branches in various provinces.


"I used to only have a restaurant culinary business located not far from the place where Madam Nadine tongkrongan at that time. For some reason, Madame Nadine first tasted the food menu in my simple restaurant, It seems that the cuisine menu in my restaurant that time fits on her tongue.


Until finally Madam Nadine is eager to meet with the owner of her culinary business. Finally we talked at length, until starting from there our relationship began to be close.


The point is that Mrs Nadine dares to guarantee that I can pay my debt later to the bank, Anastasia told her brief meeting and her closeness with Mrs Nadine who is the biological mother of Horison.


Horison was completely stunned. He had not expected the woman he had been looking for until so many years like this, to be so close to his own biological mother. Though all this time Horison has been very tired of looking for the existence of Anastasia.


I don't know if this is God's plan or what is the point at this time Horison is really happy to be reunited with Anastasia. Although until now Anastasia did not tell the truth about Marcello's real father.


Maybe not now. Tomorrow or the day after, Anastasia will be frank with Horison, making Horison not want to impose his will, so that Anastasia at that time immediately frank to him about the baby Marcello's father.


"Yes, it's 02:00 in the morning, we better rest. You and your men can sleep in the living room. Because there are only two rooms here. One room for her son Narsih's aunt who happens to be in practice out of town, and the other for me and baby Marcello.


Visible Anastasia unfurled the mat in the living room lined with thin ambal. So that the coldness of the floor is not too felt to the body of Horison and his men . Anastasia had already guaranteed that Horison would not sleep soundly on that floor, but what could be done was that there was only a living room that they could occupy at this time.


Nor did Horison dispute it. The important thing is that he can be close to Anastasia and baby Marcello. Although until now Anastasia has not allowed Horison to meet with baby Marcello. Anastasia gave the blankets one by one to Marcello and his two men and pillows. After unfurling Ambal to where they slept that night.


"Yes, you sleep there. I also want to rest, tomorrow morning you guys should get home from here. I don't want people here wondering who you really are."


"No, I want us to go home together, if you ask me to come home, then I also ask you to come with me." replied Horison, steady.


Anastasia chose not to answer but gawked into the room. Then locked the door tightly to lay her body right next to the baby Marcello, and Aunt Narsih was fast asleep to the left of baby Marcello. make baby Marcello feel more comfortable sleeping squeezed by the two women who love him so much.


While Horison tried to close her eyes. The cold atmosphere of the countryside makes itself a little difficult to sleep. But either because of the fatigue factor, slowly Horison can fall asleep. Likewise with his men it seems the three of them have fallen asleep through their respective dreamland.


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