My husband is my Prospective In-law
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Darren awakens from his sleep, but he is stunned when he does not find Dyra on the bed. Darren becomes very panicked, and his mind is so chaotic, he even thinks that Dyra ran away because she could not accept the fate of her life, by becoming the stepmother of the man she still loved.

Darren immediately exited Dyra's room in a hasty step. His gaze was immediately fixed on Owen who was still in front of the room, to wait for Darren to wake up. Owen is very loyal to Darren, everything Darren wants he always fulfilled quickly and never made Darren disappointed though. But this time, his fear of losing Dyra seemed to make Darren forget all that. He grabbed Owen by the collar and squeezed him hard.

"Where's Dyra? Why can you let him escape and get out of this house? Can't your many men take good care of my wife?" darren asked with hardened jaws and flushed eyes holding back the already creeping anger rising into his mind.

Owen displayed a puzzled look on his face, he did not understand when his boss was delirious or how. But Owen tried to relax, he began to open his voice to answer his boss's questions well.

"I'm sorry, sir, you seem to have misunderstood Mrs Dyra's whereabouts. At this time the Madam was in the kitchen, just below I heard the Madam talking to the chef and conveying her desire to cook a breakfast that she had specially prepared for Master, so actually Mrs Dyra didn't run away or run away from home." Owen answered him straightforwardly.

Darren's breath was choked, he immediately lowered his hand which was still tightly clutching the collar of Owen's shirt. His face was instantly flushed red from enduring the embarrassment, over his misunderstanding of Owen. A misunderstanding arising from his fear of losing Dyra, the woman he loved so much.

"I'm sorry Owen" said Darren, displaying an unpleasant look on his face.

"It's okay Sir, I understand what Master is feeling right now," Owen replied casually with a smile on his face.

Darren scrunched his forehead, his face now showing a sense of wonder at the words Owen said. Words which he greatly doubted the truth.

"Dyra really wants to make me breakfast? Didn't you hear wrong, Owen?" darren asked because he didn't believe Dyra's good intentions for him.

Owen nodded quickly. "Right sir, I can't possibly have misheard it because the last time I went to an ENT doctor two days ago, the doctor said that my hearing was still functioning very well."

Darren snorted in annoyance at Owen's reply which was like his teasing. "Alright I'll see it for myself" said Darren passed from Owen while taking a not-so-hard blow, towards Owen's body.

Owen smiled and immediately nodded. He never tired of admiring the figure of Darren who has a big heart in accepting all reality, which is not in accordance with what he expected. Although the man has unlimited power, but Darren never used dirty ways to achieve all his wishes. Not to mention when he was wrong, Darren never had the prestige to apologize first, even though it was to his subordinates.

Darren rushed down the stairs slowly. Both eyes were immediately fixed on the figure of Dyra who was seen in the dining room, he still arranged the results of his cooking on the table.

Darren cleared the code to Dyra, making the woman turn to the source of the voice which instantly made her smile, as Darren's figure was seen in her bead. Their smiles never dimly adorned the handsome face of Darren, when he noticed Dyra who now returned his smile.

"Let's eat Daddy! I cooked this food for you. I wish Dad liked it."

"Is this all your cooking?" darren asked in amazement at the sight of all the food on the table.

"Yes Dad, all this is my cooking. Don't you like it?"

Darren's facial complexion looks sour, making Dyra even more frantic to respond.

"Why Dad? Why is your face like that?" dyra asked increasingly curious about the look of Darren's face at this time.

Darren looked at Dyra in the face. He then grabbed the hand of the woman who was currently in front of him and immediately clasped Dyra's hand tightly. For a few seconds the two stared at each other silently without a word.

"My heartbreak why is it so irregular like this huh?" inner Dyra looked nervous.

Meanwhile Darren had already begun to cultivate the courage to say all the feelings he had in his heart.

"I have to say it to Dyra, whatever Dyra answers I'm ready to hear, though bitter," murmured Darren starting to believe in his decision.

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