Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Jokes - Test Results

Damara was surprised when he opened the door it turns out there is Jerricco sitting in the passenger seat, “My Lord is here?”

Damara got into the car and looked at Jerricco with sparkling eyes, not expecting Jerricco to come to see him.

“Don't like if I'm here?”

Damara shook his head, he burst into Jerricco's arms. It feels comfortable once, “Thank you My Lord.” He felt a touch of Jerricco gently stroking his shoulder-length hair.

“You happy?”

Damara nodded her head in Jerricco's warm embrace.

“Street!” Hearing orders from Jerricco the private driver he assigned to deliver Damara began to drive his car away from the parking area.

“My Lord I'm afraid,” watered Damara while releasing her embrace, she positioned her head against Jerricco's shoulder.

“There I am here dear,” Jerricco said in a soft tone.

Damara was just silent, his head a little dizzy he chose to close his eyes for a moment.

Comfort put Damara to sleep leaning over Jerricco's shoulder, while Jerricco smiled faintly at Damara's behavior.

‘Just facing Mark you are already this tired, especially with Fernandes’, Jerricco said in his mind.

In the middle of his sleep Damara felt Jerricco lift his body, but he did not want to wake up. Damara dipped his face in the chest of Jerricco's field.

Jerricco took Damara's body to the room and she threw the wife's body on the bed. He kissed Damara on the top of his head before leaving his wife.

Damara fell asleep long enough, he wriggled to stretch the muscles of his body that felt stiff. He circled his gaze to every corner of the room, but there was no Jerricco there, even the bathroom had its doors slightly open.

Damara decided to clean her body before looking for Jerricco. After finishing with the ritual bath and her nightgown Damara walked out looking for Jerricco's whereabouts.

The first room he believed Jerricco was in, and he saw Jerricco sitting at his desk looking at a piece of paper in his hand.

Jerricco turned to the door when he heard the sound of the door opening without knocking, it was Damara.

The curiosity tickled Damara, he walked over to Jerricco. Then stand next to Jerricco's chair while watching the piece of paper. While Jerricco just waiting for Damara's reaction calmly while watching the face of the wife.

Damara's body was lethargic at once to see the results of DNA tests of himself held by Arvan. “MY Lord is a joke right .. his doctor said the results will appear one more week,” watered Damara.

Jerricco hugged Damara's body in the position he was still sitting on the chair, he placed his head right on Damara's belly. He knew Damara was a bit devastated to see the results, saying that this was a joke, without Jerricco saying he could do anything in his country including asking Robert to take the results of DNA tests.

Yes the fear is clearly there, Jerricco does not want him to miss the start. At least in this way Damara could prepare her heart to face Mark one more week after the man received her.

“My Lord the test result is wrong, I don't want to be the son of a man I don't know.” One clear grain managed to slide off Damara's petals. He was very surprised to see the results so soon, even though he hoped that he was not the son of Mark.

Jerricco let go of his embrace, he got up from his seat and stood right in front of Damara. His hand outstretched to wipe his wife's tears, “You strong woman dear, I'm sure you can be wiser in dealing with this problem.”

Damara shook her head, her heart ached. It felt like he wanted to return to Indonesia to meet his mother, he wanted to hug the mother to spill his disappointment at a fate like this.

How can after twenty-eight years he only know that he is not the biological child of his parents. While he does not know at all who Mark, Miranda and the woman who has given birth to him.