
Although several months have passed, Anton still does not believe that Monica will still keep her heart anchored to Alexander.
Judging by the woman's association all this time. The glamorous and free top circles.
Anton wonder. When the woman even caught up with the rich tycoon to Indonesia.
It seemed like the rumors he had heard all along were true. Malik’s Corp business is growing rapidly in Asia. Dan Alexander leads several subsidiaries in Singapore and Indonesia.
“Anton, Alex proposed to me," said Monica lightly as she waited for Monica's dinner.
The emerald-coloured shaded eyes continued to look at the face of the beautiful woman who was now happy with her enchanting smile.
“Congratulations Miss,” Anton mince words. He doesn't know what to say. He only feels happy if Monica is happy too.
Countless how many men had already fallen in that woman's arms. It was time for the woman to stop and anchor her heart to someone.
Maybe Alexander is the right guy. That's Anton's only hope right now.
“But I have rejected it. I am at the top of my career right now. I still want to enjoy my freedom,” Monica said it casually. His eyes were still staring at Anton fixedly, without blinking.
Anton took a deep breath. Monica is not a teenager anymore. He is almost twenty-eight years old.
Supposedly, the woman could already make the best decision for her own future.
Even so, Anton now seems worried when Monica rejects Alexander's proposal - which may make the woman regret later on.
“Both of Alex's parents force her to marry after which they will give her inheritance. But we are both not ready to get married yet" Monica said, sipping a soft drink in her hand. A sweet smile was still etched on that beautiful face.
“And I gave him the advice to marry a contract with another woman. How's Anton? Is my advice good? And after one year they will get divorced.”
Whats?
That's a really crazy idea.
Anton still stared in disbelief.
For God's sake, was the woman in front of him so stupid?
Release an Alexander to marry a contract for one year?
Oh my God, Monica, that woman is too self-exalting.
“Are you sure, Miss? What if the woman does not want to be divorced or...,” Anton leaned her body a little, “Mr Alexander fell in love with her.”
Monica was silent at Anton's words.
Is that really going to happen?
No. gabe. Alex loves him very much and the man will do everything for him.
Basically Monica is not a possessive woman who reined in Alex just for her. They both give freedom.
After the contract was completed they divorced according to the agreement that had been made by him and Alexander. All he knew was that the girl had arrived.
But why was his heart even becoming worried now?
“Tell. What should I do that will make him doesn’t like her?”
“I don't know. Because men and women who live one roof can happen 'something' out of your control. You have to cancel that contract marriage and marry Mr. Alexander if you don't want to lose him."
Monica gasps.
“They will be engaged three days more,” those black eyes are piercing strongly.
“But you may be right. That girl is beautiful and innocent. He might not be Alex's taste for now. But which cat does not want to be treated to fish? Well, I'll try to test it. You call Tommy. Do everything you can to get Alex to see me,” Monica took a deep breath.
“Do you understand what I want?” monica asked as she saw Anton just silently staring at her.
Anton's gaze softened. A smile of relief radiated with no less soothing.
May Monica realize her mistake.
“I do,” Anton nodded.
At that time the waiter delivered the main course for Monica. Fresh looking shrimp salad. The woman looked so excited.
“Come to Tommy's phone, Anton. Let me know if I'm sick today,” Monica continued her words just as the waiter had already left the table.
"She wouldn't have the heart to see me sick."
One breath, and Monica again said, “If she comes to me, it means she loves me. And you don't have to worry about that contract marriage. We are both free. I don't like to be tied up. That's why we fit in with each other. He couldn't have loved that village girl. I'm sure."
Anton hesitated. The man now prayed, may Monica never regret her decision.
But Anton never knew, the creature dominated by the drug will be able to do anything if reality is not in accordance with his wishes.
“Nothing is impossible, Miss," Anton denied trying to convince.
“Close your mouth,” Monica says cold and starts scooping her food. It felt this annoyance he had to divert by eating.
She doesn't want to get married yet. But feeling upset about Alex's marriage even though he proposed it.
“Come phone Tommy.”
Anton almost smiled seeing how Monica looked a little upset and stirred up her food and stuffed it into her mouth. The woman was actually jealous but tried to hide it strongly.
Anton immediately opens his phone and looks for Alex's assistant contacts on his phone.
To call Alex straight away, obviously he didn't dare. And again, Monica had to pretend to be sick for Alex to come see her.
He used to do it.
“Goodnight,” greet Anton when his call starts connecting. Monica gave him a sign that the call was l**oud speaker, so he could hear it too.
“Night.”
“Master, I am a personal assistant as well as bodyguard Miss Monica "
“Iya. Can I help you?” tommy's voice sounded flat as usual.
“Can I talk to Mr Alex?”
“Leave a message. Sir is having dinner with his future fiancee.”
Monica looked up, looking at Anton fixedly. The hate is so great.
Alex is having dinner with the village girl?
Fucking alex.
Monica could not help but fury in her chest. He immediately got up and stepped away from Anton just like that. But Anton moved no less quickly. He immediately grasped Monica's arm firmly and signaled the woman to be quiet.
“Alright.Sir, please tell Mr. Alex. After leaving Mr. Alexander's apartment, Ms. Monica went to Bali for a photo shoot. Miss rarely eats and consumes excessive alcohol. And now, Miss passed out and entered the Bali Mandara hospital.
“Oh... What does the doctor say?”
“Doctor's estimate, Miss suffering from acid reflux and anxiety disorder.”
“I will tell Mr. Alexander.”
Tommy hung up on me before Anton even thanked me.
Monica inflamed.
“Fucking women. He must have teased Alex, Anton. Soon you tell the hit man to kill him now,” Monica is trying to let go of his hand. But vain. Anton's power is too great.
“Let me go. I'll kill that woman,” Monica screams like she's lost her mind.
“Nona, the girl is innocent. Please calm down.”
Monica was stunned.
The handsome man pulled her so strongly in his arms. Hugged him tightly and patted his back gently.
“Nona, relax. Aren't you waiting for Mr Alex to come? Now do as you plan."
Get ready to go to the hospital. You don't want to, once Master comes, you get caught lying, do you?"
"Didn't Alexander Kemal Malik never lie? And for Mr. Alex's contract wife-to-be girl, I'll ask the detective to follow her. Are you satisfied?”
Monica was completely stunned by Anton's treatment which she considered too excessive. Although it was undeniable that he felt a little calm with the treatment of the man. But anyway, Anton was just a bodyguard.
Anton is handsome and even too handsome for a bodyguard.
But he's just a foster child. Alycia –Mommy.
The child has no clear family origins.
While Monica, a career woman who has everything, her self-esteem is exorbitant. Life's perfect.
He just needs Anton as his bodyguard. But to feel comfortable with that guy?
No. Big no's.
That's obviously impossible.
Imposibles.
“Good. Now let go of me,” he said ketus. Trying to build a barrier so that he does not easily fall in love with his own bodyguard.
Anton broke his embrace. The man helped and led Monica back to her seat.
“Simmediately book a plane ticket. I'll leave after the shoot to cancel their engagement.”
The handsome man looked sharply at Monica, giving the woman a chance to think and ease her emotions, as if not believing her hearing.
"Wait anymore?"
“Good, Miss,” Anton smiled. Inwardly feeling grateful Monica changed her decision.
Monica's heart was pounding.
The woman did not know what possessed her. Maybe he was crazy when he saw Anton's smile. That guy looks so handsome.
His mind was floundering, wanting to feel that full, sensual touch of lips on his lips, tickling his nerves to touch him more intimately and taste him deeper.
A hot and intoxicating kiss.
Damnit.
The alarm in Monica's brain gave a warning. Conscious Monica. That's Antonio Young. He's just a bodyguard. Not the rich tycoon you wanted.
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