LIKE A DANDELIONS (Revision Process)
CHAPTER 17: THE PAST IS COMING

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Sit next to Leon. “And I'm busy, not burden family kayak lu.”

“Look in front of you!” decree Leon.

“I-irene!” I'm stunned to see him here.

Smiled at. “Finally I can see you again, Adam.”

“Ahh, yes.”

“Nearly three years ago we did not meet. You must miss me, right? Your appearance has also changed a lot.”

“To be honest not the hell,” I replied firmly.

“Hahahaha, don't be shy rich like that Adam. You think I forgot? You're chasing me.”

“That first.”

“Now is it not?” ask Leon.

“Gak! I have someone else now.”

“Masa? Do you not tell?”

“Ngapain story? It's not important that I go to lu.”

Irene came up to me, then she sat on my lap.

“You sure you've really released me?”

“You asked to make detachable.”

“That bag I haven't grown up yet, Dam. Just try a time can be repeated, surely I will not like it.” His fingers crept into my shirt.

I went down to the first floor and chose to order the table myself. My thoughts are really messed up right now, a few glasses of Tequila might make me calmer.

I lit a match and pointed the match upwards. It wasn't until a minute that a beautiful and very sexy maid approached me.

“What can I get for you?”

“One bottle high-end Reposado Tequila.”

“There again?”

“No.”

“Wait a minute yes, Mr.” The waiter went to take my order.

I took five million rupiahs of cash from my wallet.

A few moments later.

“This is the order and its bill, Mr.”

“If I'm drunk and haven't come home from here until two o'clock, please get one of the officers to drink it in one gulp. I do intend to drink a lot tonight, maybe my head will feel very dizzy tomorrow.

Ahhhh! The woman I liked used to underestimate me and chose Devan. And now Rissa, hahaha. The wife-to-be's wife's will was also taken by the kepar*t.

Hey Devan! Do you know that your flesh and blood now I take care of it? I take care of and love the child of my own arch-enemy. Stupidly, I don't know what my heart and brain are made of. Though it makes more sense if I throw away the little boy*t, but I take care of him with affection.

Irene was my first love, I loved her since I was in first grade High School. In my eyes she was the most beautiful angel who came down to earth. But at that time I was not like now, to the point that he called me a stocky pig.

Yes actually the insults were good for me, so I became motivated to exercise more and take care of myself. When I was eighteen, my appearance began to change. But it wasn't enough for a goddess like Irene. He gets acquainted with a handsome man whose family is very rich, Irene is so infatuated with him. Although the man's attitude was very rude and brengs*k strangely Irene still adored him.

During college I was often humiliated by him. But love makes me so stupid and blind. I'm staying