My Naughty Fiance's
A Day with Dulce

"Daddy told you to come here for me?"

Grace shook her head, since the incident at the shoe store, she had never met the girl's father and she did not intend to meet. But wait, if Dulce does not have a mother, then who is the sexist woman who was with the man at the time?

Ck! Does it matter? Of course not! Grace exclaimed in her heart.

"Yes, that's impossible. He's a grumpy guy who won't let me skip school. Do you remember when he looked for me up to your match, Gre?"

"I won't forget it. I knocked him out."

Dulce giggled every time he remembered that. That day, his father was really embarrassed as well as angry.

"So why are you here? Why'd you pick me up?"

"What's your relationship with Oscar Lawrence?"

"Uncle Oscar's? Uh! You're one of her lovers?"

Grace's face was met with red, the smile on her face blooming radiantly. His hand reflexively pushed Dulce. "Do I look like her boyfriend?" he asked timidly.

"I don't know why I asked." With the plain face of a typical child, Dulce looked at Grace. "You're happy to be Oscar's girlfriend? He has many women," still with his innocence and innocence, Dulce said.

The smile on Grace's face disappeared instantly. Dulce has a point too. Why she should be happy to be one of Oscar's lovers. He has to be the only one and that is his mission.

"I'm not her lover. I work for him."

"Oh yeah? Like Melisa?"

"You know that woman too?" Grace wondered if when she was Dulce's age, she was as smart as this girl.

"Some often picks me up."

"Showever now do not work with your uncle," from here the beginning of gossip began. Everywhere Grace has always been the one who opens objects to become gosipan material. Typical women who often spend time in front of the television watch news about the artist homeland.

"I like him less too. Thank goodness Oscar was bored."

Well, Dulce's positive response made Grace even more excited.

"Why don't you like it?" Grace opens the car door, lets Dulce get on and painstakingly helps the little girl put her seatbelt on. After making sure Dulce was safe and comfortable, he raised his head and smiled. Dulce was made gobsmacked. But Grace wouldn't have realized that.

Grace is typical of women who do it all without thinking about the reactions of others. Grace does what she thinks is important and what she thinks is good without expecting empathy from those around her.

"So tell me, Dulce, why don't you like Melisa?" He asked again after sitting behind the steering wheel.

"Will God be angry with me if I mention the ugliness of others behind the person."

"Well, what do I have to say about this." Grace was a little disappointed and also stunned. Disappointed because this gossip show will end and stunned because of the speech of Dulce the little girl who seemed very reluctant to talk about the ugliness of others. Ck! Helli is still the best.

"God does not like despicable things and talks about others including despicable things. All right, little girl, where are we now?" Grace does not want to exert a bad influence on Dulce by continuing to lead Dulce to the talks that lead to the bounty.

"Oscar didn't tell you?"

"No. He just gave the order to pick you up and asked me to accompany you to lunch."

"It's not noon yet."

"You're right. By the way, I love that feather bando. Where did you buy it?"

"This is Daddy's birthday gift when I was 9."

"What about your shirt made of goose feathers?" The weather was very sultry, the costume Dulce wore was indeed a little strange. Kids his age wouldn't like the kind of things Dulce wears. Children tend to follow the trend and the one that Dulce wears is far from the word trend. What's the cool language? A kamseupay?

"Did I look weird, Gre?" dulce's face looked gloomy. The girl took off her band and played her dress patterned with goose feathers.

Grace was never excommunicated. He was lucky enough to have a warm and harmonious family, but he could understand Dulce's feelings.

"Do you want me to be honest or comfort you?"

"I need more entertainment."

Grace smiled, "Someone once said to me. Ignore the opinions of others if you feel comfortable with what you wear as long as it does not make others lose money. You're pretty confident. That's all." He quoted what Helli told him.

"Did your friend say it?"

"Yes. My best friend and sister."

"I also want to have friends. But they say if I want to be their friend, I have to have a mother and also have to look beautiful. Do I look ugly, Gre?"

"You're the sweetest girl I've ever seen."

"You lying?"

"No!"

"In your eyes I'm sweet?"

"Hmm."

"I want to look beautiful like Helli Lepisto. Ah, you also said that the beautiful model is your friend, right?"

Grace nodded her head, "Yes. Now she's my sister."

"Gee, it seems like your life is very lucky. You can be friends with him. I admire him so much. I always pray that Daddy will make a match with him. I want to have a famous mother."

"Ck! I'm so sorry I have to say that you have to bury your dream, sweet girl. Helli was already my sister, she was married to my brother and was pregnant with my niece. You better change your prayers. By the way, where are we going?"

"You're really lucky." Dulce did not hide his disappointed look at all. His face was sad and sad again.

"Don't be sad like that. Someday I'll take you to meet him. Where are we going now?"

"really? I'll take your word, Gre!" dulce's face returned to spirit.

"I never lie."

"What if we go shopping?"

"Shopping?" Grace glancing joke. "I love shopping!"

"When will I see Helli Lepisto?" Dulce asked again. The girl really admired Helli a lot for her beauty. Dulce had no idea about the Helli scandal and the poignant story about the woman. Dulce admired Helli when he saw the photo of the woman on display everywhere. Dulce immediately fell in love with her beautiful face like a goddess.

"I have to set the schedule first. You know, she's a very busy woman and her husband is also very possessive."

"Why should you set a schedule for everything. You just take me to his house. Aren't you her sister. You must be free to go in and out of his house like Oscar did in our house."

"Oscar lives in your house?"

Five days, huh? It was the same Oscar was living in his house.

"We've arrived." Grace parked the car. The two walked into the mall holding hands. Sometimes they joke. Sometimes they jump around in excitement and sometimes they run while racing.

Grace and Dulce walked into one store and moved to another. He and Dulce did not hesitate to try the goods then they did not buy.

"Did Helli love her husband, I mean your brother?" Dulce asked as they queued to buy ice cream.

"Why are you asking?" Grace squinted her eyes at Dulce suspiciously.

"Maybe Helli doesn't really love your brother. If so I want to continue my prayer that one day Helli can be my mother."

"Your admiration for him is not cans. I have to let you down again, Helli loves her husband. So did my brother. They love each other. Don't you admire me too? You said that at your school."

"Not as much as my admiration for Helli."

"Thankfully all you admire is Helli," Grace flicked Dulce's nose in a fit of rage.

"Our turn," Dulce pointed forward. Grace immediately ordered the flavors they wanted. The two were looking for a place to enjoy their ice cream.

"What will we do after this?" Grace reached out to clean Dulce's mouth from the ice cream. "Try holding mine. Your ice melts everywhere." Grace opened her bag, picked up some tissue and slipped it on the collar of the little girl's shirt. "His "Es won't stain your shirt. Thank you." Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?" Dulce is again touched by the attention Grace has given her. The attention may seem small and trivial, but for the attention-hungry Dulce, Grace's actions really mean a lot.

"You've been holding my ice and protecting it" Grace said with a warm smile.

"Thank you, too, then" said Dulce.

"For?"

"You've protected me from the sticky ice."

"Good." Grace rubbed Dulce's head gently. "Always say thank you for the help of others, whether it's big, small, many or even a little."

"I'll remember it" Dulce replied with vigor. He showed off his small teeth. "How about we go to the cosmetics store."

"Cosmetics? What are we gonna do there?"

"Buying women's supplies. We need to take care of our faces. You didn't hear that Calista and his friends said that I was so ugly. Your face is also too dull, there are some pimples as well. We have to do the treatment."

And maybe Grace agreed to the little girl's idea. They bought some beauty products.

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"Wouldn't this be a problem, Dulce?"

Dulce is currently applying the mask to Grace's face lying on the bed. Yes, they were in a pink and white room. The walls are decorated with frozen paintings. Dulce's Room.

"shouldn't. We buy a good product.we have read the instructions correctly. You paid him dearly. This must be a good product. Shut up, your mask will break."

After applying the mask cream on Grace's face, replace the girl who applied it on Dulce's face.

Both of them turned on the television. Watching while waiting for the masks on their faces to dry.

"Gre?"

"Don't talk before the mask is dry." Grace was fanning her face with her hands. He felt hot on the skin of his face, itchy as well.

"Ouh, all right."

"Dulces."

"Don't talk, Grace." Dulce quoted Grace's words that the girl had just spoken a few seconds ago.

"I moved my lips very carefully."

"Wouldn't the mask crack?"

"Eitherway. Do you feel anything strange on your face? Stiffness or itching?"

"So I wanted to say it like that. I feel like my skin is burning."

The two then looked at each other.

"Dulce Lawrence!!"

There was a strong enough call, making the two girls of different ages equally surprised and compact wake up from sleep.

"Who is that?" This time Grace really moved her lips normally until the mask on her face was no longer tight.

"Daddy. The school must have contacted him."

"Your father didn't know you were coming home from school?"

"He'll scold me."

"What should we do?" Grace suddenly panicked.

"faced it. We just need to listen to his talk. Down your head and show a sorry face."

"Gosh my god." Grace didn't think Dulce was such a smart girl. Smart acting and tricking.

Dulce immediately went down to meet his father. I don't want Grace to follow.

Grace reached out to open the door which happened to have also been pushed from the outside.

"Good dragon!" Damian Lawrence was surprised, almost falling over seeing the appearance of two white-faced girls.

"Who are you?!" The man still holds his heart. His body language showed real vigilance.

"I'm your daughter, Dad. And this is Grace."

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