My Naughty Fiance's
Families

Grace was restless in her sleep. In addition to the hospital bed that is not comfortable according to him, his face is also increasingly itchy even though the pain has disappeared. But he was quite grateful to see the sleeping boy hugging him like a bolster. Dulce had been asleep since an hour ago.

Grace felt a cramp in her hand, but she did not want to disturb Dulce's slumber. If Dulce was disturbed and finally woke up, he was afraid that the little girl would feel the itching as she felt.

In addition to the excruciating itching and cramps, Grace felt if the air conditioning was less cool. Complete is the pain that he experienced. He will not be able to sleep in a state of sweating plus the father of the girl who sleeps by his side is busy playing his laptop to create sound. The man's phone didn't stop ringing either. Holy hooch! How busy that man is.

Grace turned her head towards the wall clock that was already pointing to the number ten. Then he looked back at Damian. He was stunned when he found the man's eyes were also staring at him. Since when did the sound of the laptop disappear and since when did Damian look at it?

"I can't sleep" he admitted frankly and he felt very bored. It felt like he had contacted Helli but that was impossible. Gavin would abuse her and threaten to move house.

"I can see it." Damian got up from the sofa, got closer to the bed that Grace was in while Dulce's own bed was idle.

"Tell me to talk then." Grace notices Damian's appearance still wearing office clothes. It's just that his suit was already uprooted on the sofa, the man's tie was still there, on his neck. Hang with a mess.

Even though he didn't shower all day, he was still fragrant. Grace had a monologue in her heart. Damian's perfume spread, greeting his nose as the man was already standing on the edge of the bed.

"It's not time to talk. It's night, sleep." Damian refused Grace's request. Anyway what they want to talk about. Damian doesn't like to be stale. For him it would be a waste of time. In her eyes, Grace is a troublemaking girl who always brings trouble around her.

"I can't sleep."

"I'm gonna move Dulce. Your hands must have gone numb."

"No, it's okay. Just let him in here. He'll be stuck."

Damian didn't budge, the man kept moving his daughter. And sure enough, Dulce opened his eyes as soon as he was in his father's arms.

"Dad?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You haven't told me a fairy tale for."

"You're too big to hear fairy tales." Damian put his daughter down slowly.

"You've never protested before, are you ashamed that Grace is here to listen to you?"

"Why should Daddy be ashamed? Sleep on."

Dulce shook his head, "I feel an itch on my face. And my sleepiness has disappeared. Why did you separate us?" protesting to his father about why he was moved to his bed. She wants to sleep with Grace. Grace's body was very warm, soft and fragrant. He liked.

"Nothing separates you," God, Damian feels this is ridiculous. The words her daughter used sounded a little awkward. Be separated? Hey, they've only met twice and compact makes trouble. Yeah, looks like Damian should remember this. The fainting he had experienced a moment ago was also a result of both of them. Had Ducle not skipped and gone to watch cricket with Oscar, Damian would not have had a winning ball attack from Grace.

"You and he are still in the same room." Damian refused to recall the embarrassing incident. Just because of a cricket ball, he fell unconscious.

"And his hands began to go numb. You fucked her, Pie. Grace couldn't close her eyes because she didn't want to disturb your sleep."

"Oh, really, Grace?"

"Just a little sore" I'm Grace with both hands on her cheeks. Gently scratched his itchy face. Dulce did the same. "Don't scratch it, Pie."

"Tell that to yourself, Gre."

"It's so itchy."

"You're right, Gre."

"Lay down and go back to sleep. That way you won't feel the itch on your face."

"really?"

"Yes, you didn't scratch your face while you were asleep. The gate disappeared the moment you entered dreamland."

"You sleep too."

"I can't sleep."

"Dad, read La Belle Et La Bete so we can sleep."

"Daddy doesn't know the story. You just have to look for it on your phone."

"Why not the Cinderella story?"

"I'm tired of hearing that. You've memorized it and read it like a news anchor. Not good to hear. Besides I'm not Cinderella, I hate bullying!"

"Beautiful and ugly?" asked his father after a mobile search about the fairy tale his daughter wanted to hear.

"Yes, that."

"It's a little absurd, Pie," his father protested. Logically, there would be no beautiful woman willing to marry a ugly human that resembled a monstrous beast full of fur.

"There's no lesson you can learn from here, Pie. No father would send his daughter to a horrible man and her father should not steal even a flower. Oh, my God, a flower thing, life becomes runyam. Why is that ugly person so stingy."

"It's just a curse, Dad!"

"He doesn't know it's a curse. Whatever the reason, his father's actions were intolerable. A woman and an unmarried man are forbidden to live in the same roof."

"I don't understand what you're saying, Dad, but I'll remember your advice. But, by the way, I also did not discover the science of your favorite Cibderella story, Dad, other than the oppression of his mother and half-sister. And how could he be friends with these disgusting rats? The rats are only in a dirty place! Is Cinderella a very dirty daughter, Dad."

"She's a beautiful princess, and..."

"And weak!" Dulce said, interrupting his father's words. "I want to hear Kisa Bella and the ugly one, Dad!"

"Bella's my mother's name" Grace interrupted.

"You have a mother?" Dulce asked with a sumringah face.

"Yes, my parents' story is so sweet. Like a fairy tale you want to listen to. My mother was a very beautiful woman while my father was a prince that the Palace family did not expect. It made my father not believe in love. He acted like a bad guy and met my mom, forced my mom to marry him and they ended up living happily. My mother was forced to marry my father because she had to pay off the family debt. There's always a reason why God sends us to meet someone."

"Always be prejudiced. No parent wants to send their daughter to a horrible place, but life doesn't always go smoothly. The word must be created not without reason. Some situations are uncontrollable and no choice is given other than to live out what we are faced with. But not all compulsion ends in disaster. My mom and dad proved it."

Damian flinching, the words that came out of Grace's mouth were quite wise. The thing is, he doesn't need a motivational phrase right now. It's just that, he admitted that coercion does not always end in disaster. And not everything that is planned carefully will end happily. Like her wedding story. From the beginning everything was sweet, beautiful and fine. But in the end, it all ended in disaster.

"They love each other?"

"of course! We all love each other and I think my dad loves my mom more than we do!"

"Your mother loves your father more?"

"I guess not. He loves us all equally. But she always defends her husband if I'm arguing with my father."

"You're a really lucky girl, Gre. You have a mother!"

"Everybody has a mother."

"I don't have a mother. I don't know where my mom is? He left me and Daddy."

Oh, Grace grimaced in heart. He should not have discussed his mother in front of Dulce who missed a mother. There is an adab in communication. Do not complain about the behavior of a child in a woman who has not been gifted with a child. Don't ask about when to marry someone who hasn't met their partner and don't talk about how nice it is to have a caring and loving mother. And most importantly, do not mention the kindness, tenderness of the husband to a girlfriend or neighbor. Husbands can be the target of women who suddenly switch professions to become an actor. Understand mothers?

Now Grace is confused as to what kind of response she should respond to. Although Dulce seemed calm and relaxed about what he said earlier, Grace knew that the girl missed her mother a lot.

Grace also felt bad for Damian. That guy must be getting less and less into it. He should have just kept quiet listening to the little debate between Dulce and Damian. Because once he opens his mouth, he only causes trouble. It feels like he disappeared into the earth.

The silence continued, Grace felt increasingly awkward.

"It seems he doesn't love us."

Finally there was a sound. But instead of melting the atmosphere, Dulce's innocent statement made his heart pinch.

"I don't think there's a mother who doesn't love her child."

"really? Then why did my mom leave, Gre?"

Lah! Why ask me? Obviously I don't know, Pie. He screamed in his heart.

"Is it because Daddy doesn't love Mommy? Or Mommy who doesn't love Daddy?"

Oh God, just drown me in your belly, Grace pinta when she finds Damian's face turned tense. The man also glared at Grace with an accusatory look and was full of anger. Yeah, Damian's angry.

Grace realized it seemed like she had just discussed a sensitive topic. Now what should he do?

"Of course they love each other, Pie. If there's no love, how could you have been born into this world, Pie. Come on, we better get some sleep. Sweet dreams, Pie." Grace immediately closed her eyes, an attempt to save herself from the horror Damian had cast on her.

Holy hooch! His eyes seemed to kill me. What happened to his wife? Must have been his wife ran away because she was having an affair.