Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband
BRAWLS

💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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IN THE MORNING GREET YARA.

When the sun has not yet departed from its strife. His mind had woken up from his deep sleep but not his body. The atmosphere of the morning was actually in a slightly cloudy state even had a few minutes of drizzling and now slowly cloudy in the sky began to disappear. Yara still lazily opened her eyes. He was still comfortable with his sleep. Yara skirted the soft bedsheet.

"Am I in my favorite room? This bed is so comfortable and quiet. Ahhhhh...." Yara felt she was sleeping on her soft bed in her house. He smiled to himself with closed eyes. His hands bowed and he moved to feel the area so soft.

Yara slowly opened her eyes. Yara's eyes were fully rounded. He nodded and looked around.

"It turns out this isn't my bed? but why am I sleeping here? Didn't I sleep on the couch?"

"Or don't you?"

"No!!!!!"

Yara's eyes widened with her mouth open.

Yara tried to remember. "Can I sleep walking?" Then he shook his head.

"No way! All my life I've never had somnabulism." Yara said with certainty.

"Or don't-don't..." Yara suspended her sentence. His eyes were wide open with his mouth open.

"The man is unbelievable. He's just brave enough to snatch my first kiss. Even he was expressing his feelings. He thinks I'll believe it? I'm not a stupid woman!"

Yara tried to recall what happened last night. He scrunched his face as if grimacing. He quickly checked his body. Her clothes are perfect. Long sleep clothes do not look torn or forced open. Yara let out a sigh of relief until her two shoulders came down.

Unsatisfied with the first evidence, Yara closed her eyes. Increase the Indra-firmation. He tried to detect if there were any remnants of pain in the activity he suspected. Yara focused her mind on every sensitive part of her body. There was no pain, nor any red stamp left on his chest.

"Yes, God. What am I thinking?"

Yara cursed her stupidity. "How could I possibly think that way. Don't be crazy Yara. That arrogant man couldn't possibly do it, could the apocalypse of this world."

Yara tried to convince herself. Remembering how evil Frey Miles is. The man doesn't even have a heart.

He nodded and tried to return his mind. Just imagining Frey's face made her goosebumps in fear. Yara turned her face and looked at the clock.

"What! oh God!! I'm late for breakfast!!!!" Yara's face immediately panicked. He squeezed the hair on his head and immediately prepared. Yara immediately jumped out of bed and stepped into the bathroom.

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Upon seeing Jenifer suddenly appear in the kitchen, Brigitta was shocked. "Miss, do you need anything?"

Jennifer smiled haughtily as she bent her lips. "Hm. I need something."

"What is non, so that I can prepare for it."

"I need you,"

"Huh? I'm non?" Brigitta pointed to herself.

"Yes" Jennifer leaned over and whispered. "I want you to do something to that damn woman."

Brigitta frowned and slightly distanced her body. "What do you mean, miss?"

"I want you to give this liquid to Yara's drink." Jennifer gave something to Brigitta's hand.

Brigitta quickly rejected it. "I can't do that. Lady Yara is Mr. Miles' favorite."

Jennifer crossed her arms and stared cynically at Brigitta. He leaned his ass against the long table in the kitchen. "Dreams of Frey?" Jennifer laughed blandly. "Since when did that damn woman become Frey's favorite?" His eyes turned sharp. It scared Brigitta.

"Yara is Mr. Miles' wife so it's only natural that she would be his favorite."

"So your mouth! Don't let me complain to Victoria's aunty. You can get fired! Remember that."

"Fired how do you mean non?" Brigitta's getting scared.

Jennifer chuckled, she so enjoyed Brigitta's change of face. "If you don't want to be fired, now do my job."

Brigitta shook her head quickly. "I can't do that."

"You know, I don't want to repeat my words."

"I don't want to, miss." Brigitta retreated a few steps back.

Jennifer was so upset when she saw the attitude of Brigitta who did not want to listen to her. With emotion he took water and...Gyyyyyuuuurr!

Brigitta's body was already wet with water. Brigitta was surprised to find her body wet.

"You talk too much. You just follow my orders. What's difficult?" He growled with sharp eyes.

"What are you doing, miss? you're totally nuts."

"I can do more than this. So don't talk, let alone argue with me. You understand!" Threat Jennifer. "And remember one more thing, this matter only me and you know. If Frey finds out, you'll know the consequences."

Brigitta swallowed her saliva so hard. Just this time, he was treated badly during his twenty years of work at the Miles residence. Even this whole family considers Brigitta like his own family.

"What are you doing?"

Jennifer turned around and saw Yara approaching Brigitta.

"Mom's okay?" he said it again to the middle-aged woman.

"The hero came too." Jennifer smiled with applause.

Yara threw her sharp gaze at Jennifer. "I asked, what did you do to Brigitta's mother?"

"Take this old lady to know what position she is in this house. The maid has already acted as the host."

"Take care of what you say..."

"What???" Jennifer averted her eyes, she looked at Yara sharply. "You...! " Jennifer took the water container and flushed it over Yara's body as well. "Don't interfere. I never talked to you!" fierce Jennifer stared hard, she did not care about Yara's body that was wet.

"Basic crazy woman!" yara said hardening her jaw, a clear glint of anger was emanating from her face. He was so shocked when the water washed over his body. "Is it because you're Victoria's favorite, you're willing to bully me? Hmmm..." Yara raised her chin, as if showing her anger, she stepped forward, making Jennifer retreat backwards. His right hand held a spatula to threaten Jennifer.

"I'm not afraid, why?" Jennifer retaliates and advances to push Yara's body until her body is pushed and...

PRANGS...THE TANG...TING...TUNGS...

Everything in the kitchen just fell down. No exception to the newly made tea water Brigitta's mother spilled and hit Yara's hand.

AAAAHHHHHH

Yara complained of pain. She quickly got up and grabbed Jennifer's hair for a long time. The heads of the two clashed against each other, leaving no distance between their bodies.

Brigitta's mother was shocked. "Jeez. Stop Miss Jennifer. Enough!!!" Brigitta's mother tries to separate Yara and Jennifer. The other maid could do nothing at the sight of the commotion in the kitchen. They dare not separate. Brigitta's mother, who was already the head of the kitchen, was unable to do so.

While Jennifer, this is really a good opportunity for her. His hands were so consistently pulling Yara's hair, his legs were both seen kicking in the air to hurt opponents while also making distance.

"Enough miss. Please, Mr. Miles can be angry if you see this!" Brigitta's mother tried to separate their bodies.

They let go for a while, but Jennifer attacked him again. They became a spectacle of the servants who were in the Miles residence.

"What are you guys doing?" Suddenly the sound of baritones sounded heavy there. He was so shocked when he heard the noise from the kitchen.

Hearing the call from a familiar voice, they were shocked.

With a breath that was hunting down as it was still an emotion, they turned around and saw Frey already standing behind them.

Yara circulated her gaze, she bit her lower lip, realizing her fight with Jennifer became a spectacle of the entire maidservant in this house.

Their faces look messy, the scalp of one of them cuts, the face both blisters due to nail claws.

Unknowingly Billy ran up to Yara with an anxious look on his face. "Yara, what's going on?" Billy himself was so shocked when he heard there was a commotion.

Brigitta's mother is shocked to see Billy's bold attitude touching Mr. Miles' wife. He gave us the code, but Billy didn't understand.

Billy examined Yara's wounds, there were scratched scars on her face and her hands were too.

"Later to treat, your wounds are many." Billy gave his attention.

"YARA! " Frey's voice sounded so firm and heavy there. He can't take it anymore.

Brigitta and the other servants lowered their heads. Realizing that, Billy reflexively lowered his hand from Yara's face.

"Gosh what am I doing?" Billy is guilty of stupidity. He did not dare to raise his face as Frey's eyes flashed with anger.

Seeing Frey's anger, Jennifer spoke up. "Frey, he's looking for a commotion. He even dared to threaten me." Jennifer defended herself.

Yara's eyes rounded to hear Jennifer's words, her breathing was stifled when she saw Jennifer's smile as if mocking her.

Frey did not respond to Jennifer at all. "Now come with me!" Frey looked at Yara. Frey came forward to pull Yara's hand.

"Frey, are you listening to me?" Jennifer said with annoyance. At first, he thought Frey would hold his hand.

"I can't." Yara spoke up. He protested a little because he had not prepared Frey's breakfast.

"Mother Brigitta, clean up all this mess." Frey pressed down on every sentence and pulled Yara back to Jennifer.

Frey turned her body and continued to pull Yara's hand towards her study. Yara's forehead shriveled, she continued to see her hand being pulled by Frey.

"Let go of me, my hand hurts." Yara complains to see that her wrists are already flushed.

"Lake in!" said Frey flat as he opened the doorknob.

Yara just resigned, she went into the room.

BRUKKKK!

Yara is shocked when Frey closes the door and locks it.

SERIATE.....

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