My Possessive Bodyguard's
CHAPTERS. 58 Different Opinions (For Zoeya)

The next day.....

Valerie blinked her eyes and stretched her muscles. Welcoming the morning with a beautiful smile that adorns the face of the special pillow wake up. The clock shows at 6am as he glances at the object on the small table there.

However, his body was still reluctant to move. As Valerie looked back at her wailing belly, she even gently rubbed the area once in a while. I don't know what, the point is that he's so happy.

The beautiful woman was not aware when someone noticed her activities since earlier. Teasing herself and repeatedly patting her pillows and blankets, perhaps anyone who saw her must have thought Valerie lost half her sanity.

"Good morning my wife." Victon just came out of nowhere and just gave Valerie a morning kiss on both cheeks.

Valerie was surprised by the appearance of Victon and immediately turned her face red. "K..Why not wear clothes!!" Valerie said as she pushed the burly body plan. Victon's appearance, dressed only in white boxer pants, made Valerie's brain wander wild.

Ahah!! Victon's ignorant idea came up to tempt his wife. He leaned against the wall in a cool style then slowly restored his hair.

"Why? you want me?" Said the man with his baritone voice then chuckled softly. Valerie pursed her lips.

"Dress and be prepared!! After breakfast we leave." Victon said again while giving a kimono towel to wrap Valerie's makeup body.

"Where?"

"Australia." Short Victon.

Valerie wrinkled confused. "Why? Didn't papa ask you to take care of the company here?" valerie asked as she confirmed the blanket on her body.

"Don't you miss Oma and Opa?" Victon asked, and Valerie nodded in response.

"I have business there, all between Zoeya. The child needs to be returned to his parents, so as not to cause any more trouble." Not a vengeful, Victon was still worried because his sister roamed freely in the land of people without the knowledge of her parents.

Silent moment...

"Why shut up, hm? What was lacking last night? I love plus-plus if my abilities aren't satisfactory." Victon's one-time frontal speech made Valerie grab the rough kimono towel in Victon's hand and immediately put it on.

"Basic maniac!!"

" But you like tuh. euggghhh." Victon followed Valerie, laughing when the slipper landed on her chest.

pluck...

"haha."

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"Sister!! Does it have to be like this? I don't want to go." Rengek Zoeya when some people haul the suitcase.

Zoeya had asked Valerie for help, but the brother-in-law could not do anything because the decision was unanimous. Now Zoeya is struggling in one of Victon's legs to ask for a pardon.

It's nothing, the problem would be complicated if both parents knew Zoeya wasn't serious about her education. It could be, his life back tight as before. Zoeya did not want it to happen again.

"Darling, Zoe's living with us. So we can watch him..." Indeed an angel, Zoeya was very happy when he got a defense from Valerie. It became more convincing when the two girls nodded at the same time and looked at Victon with a twinkle.

Damnit damnit!!

If it wasn't for the wife's adorable face, Victon wouldn't have had it if it was just her sister's rancid face. He took a breath before returning to words. "It's all for your own good, Zoe, brother..."

"Happiness does not always have to be with it, because success can be achieved from the interest they have. You're a big scoop on your own sister." Omel Valerie's.

"Honey how did you take him?" Victon said no.

"I don't think anyone's here."

"I'm her brother so it's only natural that I worry!!"

"I'm her brother-in-law, I'm worried too!!."

"I'm her real brother!!"

"Zoe, did you choose your sibling or me?" Valerie asked with her tone rising as she ruffled her waist. Honestly, despite being happy Zoeya had no intention of causing a commotion within the household of the two of them.

But, only Valerie was on his side at the moment and Zoeya was unwilling to let go of the opportunity. "A..I.I.!" Zoeya was getting nervous.

"Java!!" Victon and Valerie. Their gazes were as sharp as if they were about to skin.

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- To Be Continued