My Bride, Amazing
Chapter 46. Jane's Ambition
Simon looked at Khansa's back, which was getting further away. The guy just wanted to make sure of something. And his suspicions grew when he saw Khansa coming out of the bar sneaking around.
With a slow and elegant step, his eyes watched Khansa until he came out of the bar. His forehead frowned as someone grabbed the woman's arm.
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“What do you see? Go!” fauzan stared around still crouching around Jane's body.
Everyone dispersed themselves. Some left the bar, and some continued their activities.
Fortunately Fauzan's meeting with colleagues is now over. The next agenda is a business banquet with other colleagues, there is still thirty minutes left.
“Wake up,” says Fauzan helps Jane stand up.
The girl stared questioningly and was amazed at the middle-aged man. Her tears were still splattered over her swollen cheeks, her hair was disheveled. Jane also stood with a stagger, her head throbbing pain, the surroundings felt swirling.
“Ahh!” jane's hiss pressed against her head that was pounding strongly. His eyes closed, feeling the dizziness that was afflicting him.
“Come with me first. You look so messed up, clean yourself up,” said Fauzan holding both of the girl's shoulders so as not to fall. Jane nodded weakly, her occasional snuffing still heard.
They stepped in tandem, Jane bowing her head as long as they stepped. It stopped in front of the receptionist. Fauzan sat her down on the sofa and ordered a room.
Jane noticed Fauzan's every move, but she dared not comment. After getting the room key, Fauzan came back to Jane. He held out the key in front of Jane.
“This, go to the room and clean your body.” The baritone's voice was heard again. Jane looked up, staring at the mature but still charismatic face.
“Let's take it, my secretary will deliver you a change of clothes,” said Fauzan once again shaking the key in his hand.
Jane's hand stalling took the key with a tremble. “Te .. thank you, Sir,” said Jane lowered her head.
“Need me to drop off? Soon I have a business banquet with my colleague,” continued Fauzan staring at the clock on his wrist.
Jane propped her hands up on the couch to try to get up. “No need, Sir. I'll go there myself. Again thank you,” he said weakly.
“Hmm!” fauzan replied only with deheman.
They walked in opposite directions, the two separated there. Fauzan returns to the bar, while Jane searches for the room the man booked.
Jane went through a long hallway, until she finally reached the room that corresponds to the number on the key she held. From the outside it was clear that the room was very large. His eyes blinked a few times to make sure that he was not in the wrong room at the moment. Jane stared at the room number on the door, with the number in her hand.
“This is ‘kan?” mumbling ensured.
Jane slipped the key slowly, and the door opened after she turned it twice. Jane was dumbfounded in the doorway. The room is very luxurious, various furniture is also available there.
“This is his room,” he said staring around. Jane hurried in and closed the room. The view is circulating, a variety of sophisticated electronic devices are available, king size beds are all white to be the goal.
Jane is still amazed by the room that is even the same area as the entire house.
“Crazy, geez. It's cool,” he said bouncing himself in bed.
“Aahh ouch!” He forgot his wounds. His head again felt pain when his movements were too excited.
During this time Jane has never entered and transited in the presidential suite room, therefore Jane is still amazed by the facilities and also the interior of the room.
Before long, there was a knock on the door from outside the room. Jane regained her senses, then returned to wearing the coat Fauzan had given her.
“What is he Mr Fauzan?” Jane suddenly nodded. The knock was heard again, until Jane finally stepped towards the door and opened it slowly.
A beautiful woman with a formal appearance smiled at Jane. “Goodnight, Miss. I am Mr. Fauzan's secretary, he asked me to deliver this to Miss,” said the woman held out a paper bag.
“Oh, yes. Thank you,” said Jane received the paper bag.
“Then, excuse me Miss, good night.” Secretary Fauzan immediately resigned from Jane's presence.
Jane closed the door again and peeked at the contents of the paper bag. Her eyes were round and her mouth was gaping as she grabbed the dress while stepping onto the mattress.
“Yeah, my dream dress. Aaaa ... I finally have a branded dress and it's new!” jane hugged the dress tightly, dropping her body onto the bed.
After a while, Jane rushed to the bathroom to clean her body. It didn't take long, Jane's out. I can't wait to wear that dress.
Jane stood up and occasionally spun in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of her already wrapped in that beautiful dress. His smile continued to expand on his lips. His eyes glistened in admiration for the beauty of himself.
“Ah I'm so beautiful!”
Suddenly his smile disappeared, his gaze turning fiery. He hated being born into a poor family.
“Gue should be able to have Fauzan and be Jihan's stepmother as well as Khansa!” he muttered with a grinning smile. His blood churned when he thought of this.
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At one o'clock in the morning, Fauzan walked into the president's suite after finishing from a business banquet. His steps stagger, Fauzan drunk and immediately sprawled on the bed.
A bright light shimmered in the room. Because Jane just turned on the night light. Jane was shocked when she felt the movement beside her. He blinked his eyes slowly after falling asleep for a while. The woman looked at Fauzan in silence, watching his every move and mutter.
Fauzan's phone rang many times, but he ignored it. I have no intention of answering the phone at all. It turned out that Maharani was constantly trying to contact him.
Fauzan took out his wallet and looked at the photos that were always neatly stored and taken everywhere.
Stephanie, Khansa's mother. Fauzan looked at her heartily and was full of love.
In the photo, Stephanie looks very beautiful. A sincere smile framed his thin lips. A graceful and affectionate face, it could never be erased from Fauzan's memory and heart.
Fauzan rubbed every inch of Stephanie's photo affectionately while muttering, “Steph ... Steph ..” Her thumping chest mentioned the name. Beautiful memories with Stephani suddenly flashed in his brain. Fauzan missed his first wife.
Suddenly, a warm hand touched Fauzan's cheek, stroking him gently. Fauzan was surprised and held that hand, “Who?” ask her with a heavy voice and a blurry view.
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Today I bring 5 chapters again. hopefully there is no drama anymore kek kek yesterday ya. etapii gpp anyway stuck, anyway, like comments more 😄 habits at the end of the chapter that in the up doang...
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