My Husband is Not the Father of My Son
Luisa's sister

Reagan kept Bianca's body away. “Don't piss me off Bianca!”

Hearing the loud tone of Reagan finally Bianca chose to let go of her embrace. His face looked sad and teary. “I pitched it to Daddy,” said Bianca in a sulking tone.

“I don't care, instead it's better.” Reagan walked into the house.

Keisha who felt awkward at the sharp gaze by Bianca chose to go inside the tail behind Reagan.

Bianca Demetri Havelaar, the second child of Fiona and Ignazio. She knew that although she still had a family relationship with Reagan, she had already established in her that Reagan would be her husband. Bianca's decisive move followed Reagan and the woman Bianca did not know her name, but looking at her clothes it seemed she was Reagan's personal assistant.

Reagan opened the door of his room, he turned his body when he heard the sound of steps behind him that kept on walking. “What are you following me for?”

Keisha stopped his steps. “Master hasn't told me to go.”

“Go there!”

Keisha cursed at his stupid self. After all Reagan only asked to take him home, why he came in. “Then I excuse.”

A small nod from Reagan became the end of Keisha's day. He walks in and meets the woman Reagan calls Bianca.

“You're Reagan's assistant?”

“Iya.”

Bianca researched Keisha's appearance which looked very reclusive. She could breathe a little relieved, at least she didn't have to compete with Reagan's assistant who would follow her future husband anywhere.

“You can go, send my sister Luisa a greeting. The information is very accurate,” Bianca told Keisha.

Keisha nodded and continued his steps. He was quite surprised to learn that Bianca and Luisa were brothers, which meant they were brothers with Reagan. But looking at Bianca's behavior seems like there is something interesting behind it, but Keisha does not want to assume a no-no especially without evidence. He got out of the Reagan residence and got into the car. “Back to the office,” Keisha said to the driver.

Keisha thought a little, for what Reagan asked to be brought home by Keisha when it could be between drivers, if it only wanted to go home. “Ah the man was always just troublesome,” Inner Keisha felt wasted his time for free.

After Keisha's departure from Bianca's presence, the woman enters Reagan's room. Bianca threw her sling bag on the floor, as if throwing away a worthless item containing the latest phone she bought hours ago after arriving in her hometown.

Bianca walked up to Reagan who was lying on the bed, Bianca's clasped hands palpating Reagan's jaw moving to his neck.

“Can you go Bianca, I'm looking to rest.”

Bianca felt from Reagan a little hot, but the smell of sweat on Reagan's body made her unable to hold back.

“You can rest after doing our hot activities,” Bianca said. His hands opened one by one Reagan's buttons.

Carry out hot activities that Bianca likes until they go to the top of a very delicious.

The phone on Keisha's desk rang. He stopped his reading activity to pick up the phone. “Iya what is it Mr?”

[Cancel events out of town, reset the schedule.]

“Good Mr.” Keisha sighed, he had to rearrange the schedule he had already laid out.

That afternoon Keisha was busy enough to not realize that the return hour had arrived. Luisa tidied up her workbench. “I first ya kei,” say goodbye Luisa.

“Yes, be careful.”

Keisha needed a little more time for his work to finish and not pile up the next morning. Half an hour passed and Keisha's job was done, and she checked her phone with a message coming in from Areliano. [I'm home late tonight.]

Keisha put her phone in her bag and walked out of her room. Keisha gets into the elevator. The elevator doors open in the basement. He pushed the car ignition key, then went inside.

Keisha chose to go home. Without cleaning her body, Keisha chooses to go to the kitchen to make dinner for her and Areliano.

An hour is long enough for Keisha to make an appetizer until the end. Everything was done Keisha chose to sit for a while on the sofa she called Areliano. “Halo,” greet Keisha when her phone connection is connected.

[What's up?]

“I've prepared dinner,” Keisha replied with a smile on her lips. After a few days he did not have time to prepare dinner. This should be the perfect dinner for Areliano.

[Okay, I'll be home soon.]

Hearing the news of her husband's return Keisha immediately went to the bathroom to clean her body. Finished cleaning his body Keisha slightly put on makeup and tidied up his hairdo to welcome Areliano's arrival.

Areliano looked at the files before him, but he could not wait to go home and meet Keisha. Areliano called Bert. “Ke my room now.”

Bert followed Areliano's orders. He's approaching Areliano's desk.

Areliano submitted a file he had not read carefully to Bert. “Do everything.”

Bert was quite surprised by the files piling up on his hands.

“Car key? Tonight I can go home alone, finish the job. And tomorrow morning give me the detail report.”

Bert kept the gift file from Areliano to the table, his hand reached into his pocket to retrieve the car keys that Areliano asked for.

After getting the key Areliano stepped away leaving Bert in his room.

Bert was a little astonished at Areliano's request, the man said he wanted to finish his heaped work. But now just throw it away. Bert's mouth clucked at the pile of files Areliano gave him.