My Fierce Sugar Baby's
CHAPTER 55 - Why Should There Be Secrets?

“Stephanie can we meet for a minute?”

A message from someone without a name, somehow and how he got the phone number of his eldest daughter Adam Bradley. What is clear is that the person knows Stephanie very well, pregnant women are reluctant to retaliate because they feel unfamiliar and why they met?

Instead of thinking negatively, Stephanie chose to go to the kitchen following her brother-in-law who was making sambal rujak.

“Who is he? Suddenly send a message.” Stephanie continued walking into the kitchen.

“Fredella is done? We ate in the garden behind the house. I helped bring the fruit.” Said the distended woman.

“Iya, I'll soon be following.” Reply Fredella poured the sambal into a ceramic bowl.

Stephanie arrived first, keeping the mango on the table. His phone rang again, he believes the sender of the message was desperate to contact him, quickly received without seeing the name listed on the screen.

“Who are you? Want what?” a fierce sound like wanting to pounce on something immediately flowed after the phone stuck to the ear.

“Baby ... baby why you? Is anyone bothering you? Say darling!”

Apparently Dylan, the man was worried why more than thirty minutes his wife did not give news, even though the distance from the mansion to the house of Aunt Nayla was only fifteen minutes.

“Oh. No. .. it's nothing. Forget about Dylan, now that I'm here, Fredella and I are going to have a meal. Sorry forgot to report.” Stephanie said in a regretful tone, she prefers to cover up the mysterious message.

“Baby, don't lie! Tell me what's up? I don't want anything to bother you and our son.”

Strictly Dylan, let alone being in Madrid, only got reports from the bodyguard and family. The rest had no idea what his wife was feeling.

The man with five o’clok shadow beard also did not receive news that his wife was having problems. The bodyguard only said Stephanie would go to the Bradley family home with Mama Samantha.

“I want to see you where you are now, turn it into a video call.”

Dylan needed to know where his soulmate was and what he was doing, his possessiveness reappearing.

Forced Stephanie according, this woman does not want Dylan to worry excessively and fly this second also to Jakarta. Making his job neglected, even though the company has just risen. Stephanie doesn't want to be like that.

“Yes I know, Baby. Not wrong is not to worry about the condition of the wife? Tell me whatever it is, if anything bothers you, Ok Baby.”

Dylan ended the video link, finding no anxiety on his wife's face. Stephanie looked calm, not thinking about anything.

“Wah Dylan is a dream husband huh? Perfect match with you Stevi.” Tempta Fredella, sitting in front of her cousin.

“Don't Dariel be the same, he's even more outrageous, to the point of buying the company you work for. Ah but I think our family does have such a characteristic, Della.” Stephanie sighed, took a very young cut of the manga and smeared it with sugar sauce.

“Ya was annoying at first and I felt that my husband was too involved, but after being lived and I think many times, it was as one form that he loved his wife, he said, and as an expression of affection.” Fredella told her husband's cousin.

Stephanie suddenly realized and remembered, did not she have promised to involve Dylan in all life. So why should there be secrets?

Stephanie regretted covering up the message she received, but again a handful of hearts said another. Justifying what he had done, keeping something from Dylan. Besides, it's not certain that the message is there again tomorrow, maybe one of his University friends is on a whim or needs a interlocutor.

“Stevi .. Stephanie, hey you why?” Fredella flicked the palm of her cousin's face, as Stephanie looked dreamy.

“Stephanie, what do you think?” Fredella sat down next to her cousin, holding both shoulders and slightly moving them. “Stephanie?”

“Ah yes, sorry Della. Maybe I miss Dylan.” Replied Stephanie, always using Dylan as a shield.

“I'm not sure, tell me honestly Stephanie! I might be able to help.”Fredella, she's a woman, too. I must have experienced what my cousin felt.

“Ok, but you keep this a secret, Della. Don't let anyone know, I'm not sure either.” Stephanie said she opened the short message app and showed it to Fredella.

“What is Calvin? But what does it feel for? If he wants to meet can come directly, right?” Fredella was trying to figure out who the sender of the message was.

“Or you have an enemy, maybe .. umm means someone who has a past with you.” Fredella tapped on the wooden table.

Stephanie seemed to think and she remembered that there was one person who upset her and wanted revenge.

TB