My Naughty Fiance's
Flamingos

"You're too good for me" a cliche phrase a man utters to end a relationship with a woman who has bored him. Gavin knew that the sentence was ridiculous and ridiculous, but what more could he say to the red-haired woman before him who looked at him with adoration.

One month, my goodness! He didn't know he had been in a relationship for a month. Ck! Too long. And this is the consequence! The woman feels special and demands more! Hais, blame her for forgetting the schedule. The schedule decided the woman should have been two weeks ago. But because he was busy on the circuit, Gavin forgot about it.

"What do you mean, Honey?" the woman's face was clear, her manic began to tear up. Gavin will bet that soon the drama of the landslide dam will begin. Inconveniencing! "We are a passionate couple. Fit into each other."

That's what you said, Miss! Gavin's mind is churning.

"I'm good because it's your reflection. You treat me like a queen. So, it's only natural that I'll be nice to you." The woman grabs Gavin's hand, grasps him gently while carrying him to her chest, placed between the objects.... Gavin shook his head, immediately he turned his gaze from the woman's chest to stop his wild imagination.

"No, not sweet. It's not like that. I have so many flaws. I really don't deserve you." Gavin pulled his hand slowly.

"Are there other women who are more gleeful, beautiful, sexy and voluptuous?" the woman's face looks hurt. The dam also began to slide. Traces of tears began to wash over the surface of his face.

"Nobody is more joyful than you, trust me."

"Then why do you want to end this relationship?"

Because I'm tired of you?! Oh, my God, what is he wearing? Why so many hairpins on his head. Oh my God, I taste so bad.

Gavin scratched his non-itchy nape, scanning the cafe, right to left and in all directions. I hope no one is watching them.

His forehead creased as he looked at the two people who had just passed through the entrance. One of the women was no stranger, but he forgot where he saw her. The predatory soul in action. With one quick glance, he glared at the woman. And only then did he realize, it wasn't just him who was watching the woman. Almost all the normal men in the cafe turned to the girl. Yes, the arrival of the woman was quite attention-grabbing. Her legs are covered in light pink tights. Gosh, Gavin almost laughed when he saw some middle-aged men also coming to notice the woman. Wait a minute, the elders felt familiar. Oh God! It was his father and his concocters! When his eyes and his father's bead accidentally collided, Gavin pointed his eyes with two fingers and pointed them at his father, then he made a move as if slitting his throat. His father only chuckled in response to his threat.

"I can't live without you, Gavin. You are everything."

Gavin's attention was pulled back by a statement he thought was excessive. Can he vomit? But, yes, that statement is not entirely wrong. It was so amazing!

"I'm flattered to hear your statement, my dear. But, I can't bear to have you stay by my side. Look, I'm having a serious problem."

"Serious issue?"

Gavin nodded steadily.

"What problems? Tell me, I'll help you."

Gavin racked his brain, roughly what kind of problem could make the women retreat regularly. Damn, his brain is not running properly. Gavin returned to his eyes. Uh! He was rescued when he saw two men, dressed in black, entering the restaurant.

"Look, I'm in debt. In large quantities. Very large. Currently, the debt collector... God, I have to hide before they find me." Gavin pointed towards the two men. He immediately stood up, intent on freeing himself.

"But..."

"Sttitle..." Gavin silenced the woman's lips with his index finger. "You deserve to be happy by finding a better rich man. You'll get it, Gladis. Just to get that ludicrous brace out of your head. I'm leaving."

Gavin pushed the chair back and began to move. He almost fell forward because he got a push from behind.

"Oh Shit... Oh, Flamingo?" Gavin was a little surprised to see the object that hit him. The woman who attracted the attention of the men of the restaurant including himself.

"I'm sorry? Did you just call me a flamingo?"

"Hm. Poultry with pink legs. You do look like that." Gavin answered lightly with amused stiffness as if he was being mocked. Gavin saw the woman's nose flamingo kempis. I don't seem to like the term he gives.

"Gavin, we need to talk. I'm not Gladis, how can you call me by calling another woman?" the red hair caught the attention of the two.

"You said something?" Gavin asked without burden. His face was also calm, flat like a highway.

"He says you're a dirty-mouthed cheap guy who has a myriad of women. It's laughable!" the flamingo hissed and passed away.

"Gavin!" the troublesome woman held her hand.

"I have to go, Grace, my God, why do I have to say my sister's name. What's this woman's name? Look, I want us to end this relationship. I want you to get out of my life. I'm a poor man who doesn't know himself. You'll only eat heart-wrapped livers if you're with me. Don't follow me, okay!" Gavin immediately left the table in a hurry.

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"Oh my God, what are you wearing here, Dude." Glend stared in amazement at his son's appearance filled with oil. The clothes Gavin wore were no less dirty.

"Strategy," Gavin leaned against the chair as old champagne poured into his glass.

"Strategy?" Justin, one of his father's best friends asked while frowning.

"Gisella's been a little difficult on me, Uncle. The woman did not want to end the relationship with me. I'm getting bored and puffed up on him."

Glend chuckled, it was still hard for him to believe that his son had grown into a donjuan disguised behind the mask of poverty.

"So you came to see him on purpose with this form of vagabond?" Bill chimed.

Gavin nodded in confirming. "I happen to be fixing your car, Mr. William. He's back to good, the engine is safe, you'll be very comfortable driving it. Don't forget my fee is immediately transferred," Gavin glanced humorously.

"Gavin!"

Gavin. He looked, as did his father and two uncles. The redhead lady with tears stood before them.

"Is this the woman you just told me about, Dude?" Glend interrupted as he watched the woman's appearance from top to bottom. Glend was sure that if Bella saw this, her beloved wife would not hesitate to pull her son's ear.

"Sorry, Mr. Vasquez, I have to step down."

Glend, Justin and Bill compactly clucked.

"Gisella, what are you doing?" the woman's name changed again.

"I don't want to end your relationship! I'm carrying your child!"

"Whoa... Contain?" sounds of simultaneous exclamation.

"Damn it!!" Gavin grunts. "I will sue you for making the old men back there shocked at the slander you laid on me."

The woman rolled her eyes behind the man's back. The three old men compactly waved their hands.

The redhead did not want to end his relationship with Gavin. Come on, only a foolish woman would part with an heir from Vasquez. From the beginning he knew who Gavin was behind the man's job as a mechanic.

"Gavin, we..."

"Jeez, you're here, honey." Gavin surprisingly pulled the hand of someone passing in front of them.

"What else is my son doing?" Glend massaged his temple.

"Let's see, I'm curious too." Justin chimed.

"Why don't you say you came after me here, you can't be impatient. Please don't misunderstand what you saw." Gavin took off the mask of the woman he was clutching in his arms. Gavin was a little surprised to realize who the woman in his arms was. The woman looked at him with disgust.

Gavin unceasingly shocked his father, the man lowered his head, fusing his lips with Helli's. Yes, that woman is Helli, the scandalous model she likens to a flamingo.