I HATE YOU, BUT
#57
“You can let go of all this, right?” Davian asked worriedly when they returned home because Alena had been constantly pensive in her own mind. Surely his father's will still make a wedge to his heart.
Alena flinched, then turned her head. He himself was confused since when he daydreamed.
“I have no problem at all. I think Dad might feel guilty for not being able to give his son anything. Therefore, he did this.” Davian was touched to hear it, though,
“Gosh, why are you so good?” he doesn't think it out. He was astonished and amazed by the attitude of his wife who was so relaxed, thinking straight, optimistic, and difficult to think badly of others. If it was experienced by him maybe he would be frustrated and angry at his own father. But Alena always showed an attitude that amazed her. Hopefully, their child will inherit their mother's nature.
Alena was angry with her father for betraying her mother but it did not last long. After all the problems are clear, Alena trusts her father again. If he hated his father, he would never be able to live in peace.
“Now I'm thinking,” suddenly Davian said in a brooding tone.
“What?”
“Why do you hate Jeane so much? As I recall he was never rude to my father,” he said with a look of laughter.
Alena jerks. He did not dare to speculate about this. He never talked to his father-in-law for long, so he never asked why Jeane was so hated by him.
“Hopefully not the same as my father's case. I can't imagine if Jeane was my sister or half-sister,” joked Alena wishes Davian had laughed like that. But it seems that the joke is not interesting at all because of the evidence, Davian's expression dimmed.
Alena's words had a pretty powerful punching effect for Davian. He had once thought of the plausible reasons why his father hated Jeane. But he never thought about why his father hated Jeane because she was his sister. No, don't let that really happen.
“I'm just kidding, Davian. Why are you thinking about my words seriously?” Alena was guilty of saying no. Davian quickly changed his gloomy look. A sweet smile that showed her dimples on her back, made Alena a little relieved.
“Forget over. Now it's important we go home soon so you can rest.”
Alena thought Davian was not thinking about what she had said but when they were about to go to sleep at night, Alena saw her husband daydreaming again.
“Davian, why since we discussed Jeane your face is always moody?” Davian was still silent, causing irritation in the heart of the girl he was holding on to the bed.
“Mrs Fernandez, you're so nosy!” his nag.
“Who told you to daydream! I thought my husband was starting to get possessed. What the hell are you thinking, anyway? What's that about Jeane?”
“No.” Sela Davian is fast, too fast to make his wife even more suspicious.
“Really?”
“Yes, you're sleeping now, sleeping.” Davian clenched tightly onto Alena until the woman scrunched her forehead due to breathing difficulties.
“Davian, I can sleep if you hug me like this,” Alena actually doesn't mind Davian hugging her, no matter how Davian's hug makes her feel protected and comfortable. But if he has trouble breathing, how can he be comfortable in that embrace?
Alena continued to rebel, making Davian forced to stop the racket by imprisoning Alena's body under the crush of her body. The action was successful in stopping Alena's rebellion, now the girl clenched her lips tightly because she felt intimidated by a smile resembling a sneer issued by her husband.
“Do I have to kiss you first before you fall asleep?” Davian whispered with a sensual expression. Alena blinked her eyes many times along with her beating heart.
“In-in the fairy tale ma-napun no princess will fall asleep if kissed by her prince,” said Alena stammered. Damn, why is Davian always able to silence her in this way? And why is he still falling into his seduction that has never changed in the past? This is a way that Davian often uses to style it but still he is trapped. Damn it. Oh, maybe it's because she loves her husband too much.
Davian raised his eyebrows next door, “Then we create a new fairy tale. Which is more beautiful than just fairytale,”
Alena began to close her eyes when she again felt her husband's lips coming into contact with hers. It seems Davian was right, he now does feel like he is in a fairy tale. It feels so beautiful and happy.
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