Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband
NEVER DREAM OF

💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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"You slapped me?" Yara's eyes look red restraining emotions. A whole new life this time he was slapped.

"Yes, I slapped you to make you aware of your dreams. You cheap lady! How dare we claim to be Frey's wife." Maki Victoria with explosive emotions. Her heart was burning hot hearing a woman claiming to be Frey's wife.

Heard Victoria's scream. Two security guards entered the house. Yara was silent because of the shock. The slap was still felt and left a red rash on his cheek.

"Never dream of being Frey's wife. Even the ends of your hair, you're not Frey's type. To be more precise, you're not a woman worthy of Frey. Youunderstand?" Victoria's fizz with cynicism.

"Is this woman not his wife? Is not his wife dead? Who dreams of being Mr Miles' wife? If not Wyanet's company went bankrupt, I wouldn't be here." Yara's mind growled.

"What happened, madam?"

"You're still asking what happened? How can you get this woman into the house!" Jerky Victoria.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. He's coming with Mr. James."

"Always James... James and James. Who is the owner of this house? What's James??" Victoria growled with her sharp eyes. His emotions are getting more controlling.

The two men only lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their faces.

"Now, I don't want to know, put him in the cellar! He must take responsibility for his words." Victoria ordered the two security people standing there.

The deg!

"What?" Yara panic. "But I'm really Frey's wife." Yara tried to defend herself. How this damn woman wants to lock him up in the cellar. This really drives him crazy.

"Close your mouth! Now take him!"

"Good mistress." Answer the two security quickly. They approach and hold Yara's hand and bring her into the cellar.

"What are you doing, let me go!" Shouted Yara, he refused as his hand was pulled. However, the two men still pulled forcefully. They keep bringing Yara.

"Take me off!" Yara tried to remove her hand from the two men's clutches.

Victoria smiled cynically, "Don't get her out, before Frey gets home!" Shouted Victoria. "How dare he admit to his wife Frey, has he gone mad? Tsk...He's got another suitcase." He kicked the suitcase. "Down this suitcase!" Victoria's orders to the woman who's been standing there since.

"Well, madam" he said a little scared.

"Oh yeah, I want to do some treatment. As usual, tell two people to come to my room. Now!"

The woman just nodded her head.

"Huufff!" Victoria let out a long breath. Then he stepped out of the living room and walked towards his room. He wanted to rest his body from a quite tiring journey. One month really made him unable to pamper his body. Victoria wanted to stretch out. The aroma of the therapy could calm her mind and relax her exhausted body. Victoria was busy laying down her body. He enjoyed the massage of two maids who used to do massages when Victoria needed it. His body was massaged with olive-flavored essential oil which provided a relaxing effect. After that, Victoria wore a mask on her face with fresh cucumbers to relax her eyes.

"The massage is over, madam."

"Hm. You can get out!" Victoria said without opening her eyes.

"Good, madam."

The door closed again, two women had left Victoria's room.

Victoria always routinely does maintenance at home. He does not need to go to the salon for treatment because there are two maids who can do the treatment for him. Victoria wants to stay beautiful even though she is fifty years old. He wants to keep his meeting fresh later with the man he just assessed a few days ago. At least with stretching and facial treatment this can eliminate nervousness and remain beautiful in the eyes of the man. Victoria smiled as she recalled the face of the handsome man who was two years older than her.

"Jeez, what am I thinking?" Victoria smiled mischievously as she thought of something strange again.

"It's crazy, why do I always think about that guy's body?" Victoria's face was red. "Stop your naughty thoughts, Vic." He shook his head as he picked up the cut of cucumber that was lying on top of his eyes.

After fifteen minutes, he cleansed his body. Victoria had finished her treatment, she looked refreshed and smiled when she saw the maid bringing her lunch. As usual, the menu every day is a healthy menu of fruits and vegetables.

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While on the other side.

GECK....GECK...GEEK...!

James knocked on the door and entered Frey's room. As soon as he saw the door rang and moved. Frey immediately looked up from his busy life. He saw James step in. As usual there was only a thin smile review engraved on his face.

James stood right in front of him and immediately bowed his body. "Good day sir,"

"Ehmmm,"

"The car is ready, sir."

"Good, sir." James replied with a brief nod. He was silent and could only wait. Their distance is not too far.

Frey again leaned his back staring up at the ceiling of his office while twitching his nose. "James.." Call Frey in his lowest voice.

James took two more steps, "Yes, sir?"

Frey took a deep breath and stared at James, who was waiting for instructions. "I want you to find Alea for me."

James frowned, he was confused as to what his master meant. "Miss Alea?" James asked again. Fear that the new information is wrong. "Wouldn't Alea be the woman who ever hurt her master. Due to Alea's disappearance, her master up to this point did not want to open his heart to another woman due to feeling traumatized. But why would he want to find Miss Alea again?"

Frey nodded "I want you to find Alea for me."

James did not understand. He's still quiet there. It seemed like James was thinking hard thinking about his master's attitude.

Frey raised his eyebrows, looking at James who had no answer. "Are you listening to me James?" asked Frey with sharp eyes.

"Sorry sir," James returned his thoughts. Miss Alea who suddenly disappeared and her contact was also gone? Where should he start? James is confused.

Frey clucked lazily. "Why shut up? Do you understand? Should I repeat again?"

Getting such a question, James felt bad for being slow to think. "Sorry sir, I don't know the latest from Miss Alea. One year ago, I tried to go to her family's house. But they've moved on, sir."

Frey straightened his back, he folded his hands on the table. "Robby, just met Alea in London. So, you can look for it there."

"Miss Alea, is it in London?"

"Hmmm. So find Alea there."

"How about....." James's words hang. He did not dare to continue.

"What do you want to say?"

"About Yara Wyanet, sir. I've driven him to Miles' residence."

"Don't mention the woman's name here. Am I talking about him?"

The deg!

James remained silent. That speech seemed to be stuck in him.

"Remember, you're just focused on finding Alea and taking care of the office work, besides don't even try to talk about anything else? Youunderstand?"

"Okay sir, I understand." said James quickly. He felt careless with his words.

Frey got up from his seat and went back to wearing his suit. He walked slowly and out of the room followed by James from behind. They arrived at Miles' office front door. A black luxury sedan stopped in front of them.

Mark is a security man who has worked for Miles for years. He is also a senior security officer here. Mark got out of the car dressed. He circled the car smiling and slightly lowered his head towards Frey. Greeted courteously, and bowed his body towards Frey, showing his respect.

Not to mention Mark said hello. Frey had already given Mark a greeting. Because he respects the older ones. "Good afternoon, Mark, how are you?"

"Very good sir" Mark smiled as Mr. Frey greeted him.

"How's your son operating, sir?" ask Frey.

"So we did the second operation. My son is getting better sir. He can walk already. Even though it's still helpful."

"Thank God, don't hesitate to ask for help. I'm ready to help whoever it is."

"I can't give you anything sir, I can only say thank you. May your kindness get the best reward from God and your life is always blessed with much happiness and blessings."

"Hmm, thank you for your prayers sir" said Frey, smiling warmly.

"Together sir," Mark bent his body back. "Sir James, here's the key!" He handed the key to James.

"Thank you Mark" said James, smiling briefly and receiving the key.

"Together sir," Mark returned a smile from James. Then back bent his body and say retreat to return to the post.

"Come, sir. Please." James allowed Frey to walk closer to the car. He immediately opened the rear car door, as he had always done. Frey came in and sat there. James himself sat on the steering wheel seat and placed the documents next to his seat for Mr. Frey to check in on at home. James put on his seat belt. Click! seat belts are well-attached. He starts stepping on the accelerator and takes the car to Miles' residence.

SERIATE.....

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