Little Princess The Ruler "The 100 Billion Baby Genius"
Too familiar for him
For a moment Irish raised the tip of her brows as she realized who was before them at this moment.
"You?"
The Irish turned to Zii for a long time.
"Wait a minute, this doesn't make much sense"
Irish then turned to Heidar.
Heidar put on a face pretending to be surprised as well.
"Oh my god, so she's your dear Mommy?"
Heidar asked as he grabbed onto Zii's body, making the little girl enter his arms lovingly, Haidar's eyes looked teary looking at Zii.
Instantly the taste of haru hit the deepest Trench of his heart.
How many years did he wait? almost 6 years. It was like a dream when they could gather the three among the crowd, carrying the baby while staring at the face of the wife filled with love.
"Thank you, baby"
Heidar pressed his forehead against Zii's forehead, he whispered in a voice so softly full of emphasis, a sense of haru and sadness gathered into one, one, it feels like he is crying at this time so happy but clearly a man must be able to withstand all his feelings even though the feeling wants to break at this time as well.
"I'm still a little confused"
Irish said quickly, staring at the closeness of the princess and the foreign man.
Not knowing why the Irish heart suddenly beat so fast, as if his heart wanted to cry when he saw the familiarity in front of his eyes, there felt an emotional bond that he did not understand, it's like saying "Honey this is our little family".
It is very desirable that he hugged the two people, shared love and longing simultaneously.
What's wrong with your Irish heart? you must be crazy.
Do not know why but his eyeballs look glazed, as if a sense of haru ambushed in him. Irish tries to suppress her feelings as well as her emotionalism but can't.
What's the matter?
Oh....!!
Suddenly her tears spilled.
"Mommy?"
Zii asked in astonishment at the Mommy.
"I have to go to the bathroom"
As fast as the Irish lightning bolted away from there, bringing her mixed feelings into one, many times the Irish held a turmoil in her heart, bringing her, but I don't know why as if something really wanted to break.
Irish come..What's wrong with you? this must be wrong.
Irish docked quickly to the toilet, washing her face in the sink shower several times, while shaking her head a sign of not understanding her own feelings.
Several times Irish tried to take a deep breath, staring at her face towards the mirror. Strange thoughts hit him, making a new perception and a new presumption in his heart.
From the very beginning they met, he and Heidar felt familiar, a memory of a hot night, a laugh, a familiar voice, a scent so familiar, so familiar, the body that seemed to have been the place to lean and his heart that did not stop beating every time faced with the man, and the last of his rings was engraved a name that was too similar to the man's name.
If not by chance then what? could it be just a hallucination? but why does it feel so familiar and so familiar to him.
Slowly Irish took out the necklace around her neck, she stared at the ring that was coiled inside the necklace for quite a long time, irish slowly removed the necklace from her neck and then slowly grabbed the Ring and used it on her ring finger.
Irish sighed slowly, she closed her eyeballs for a moment then opened them quickly.
Well.he has to find out the truth, he has to make sure of everything as soon as possible.