My Possessive Bodyguard's
CHAPTERS. 80 Doing!

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"Congratulations, Mr. Victon on his wedding. You're so lucky to have a wife as beautiful as Valerie." Said a man named Marc. The smile looked terrible until Valerie inched backwards then hid behind Victon's back.

"Thank you. Ka...lian know each other?" victon asked, looking at Marc and his wife in turn.

"No/yes!!" Strictly Valerie and Marc in unison.

It's so strange, Victon feels such an awkwardness. "Why even bump? Honey, Mr. Marc this is my business partner from France........... Val?" Victon frowned when he saw his wife's pale face that fast. His body trembled and his forehead was full of sweat. Victon was confused as to why his wife showed such a strange reaction.

"A. I'm tired, I want to .. a. I'm hah..." Valerie was stammered for a moment when she met Marc's eyes.

Business associates said? Valerie couldn't believe that Victon was working with that barbaric man. Brugh... unknowingly Valerie sat down and rested on the floor because her weak legs were unable to support her body anymore. Although Marc? no one knew if the man was grinning among the people who came swarming around Valerie.

"Vic, take Valerie a break. Let mama take care of it here. Hurry up !!" Mama Nindi said with a worried tone.

Without naninu, as fast as lightning, Victon carried his wife's body. Back to the most comfortable place where Valerie doesn't feel disturbed anymore.

pips.pip...

In a special hotel room......

Victon sat Valerie's body on the edge of the bed and squatted in front of her, clasping her clenched hand. Staring at the sad face that now looks down even reluctant to show her beautiful face.

"You why? Remember that! there are no secrets between us."

There was no answer until Victon asked another question, "Yank? baby answer me. What's wrong with you, hm?"

Valerie sighed then softly said, "Putusin that cooperation. Don't have anything to do with Marc, never again."

" You know each other?" ask Victon gently.

"He's asshole. I don't like, I hate ... I'm scared."

deg.....

Victon was stunned to hear that explanation. The fear was so real she felt from Valerie's tone of speech and trembling hands.

Long story short, this Marc is a man who once incised wounds on Valerie. All the trauma that struck his psyche was due to Marc's actions. Let's say Valerie was treated badly for abuse and her life was almost lost to the man.

"Dammit!! I knew she was a womanizer, but I didn't know my wife was one of the victims. Let me hit him !!" Victon rattled his shirt arm and then left in a hurry.

greb ...

"I need you here." Fearful. Valerie was afraid that if Victon left her alone, she needed a sedative figure this time. A hug is okay, the important thing is that it is not alone. "Stay here." Pinta Valerie held that burly hand.

ahhhh......

"No!! I don't want my husband to be a murderer. Please, just hug me right now. I need that now."

Get close to the Victon, then he hugs Valerie. Puk.... A soft silk Victon treats Valerie at this time. The gentle rubble he gave

"Crying is okay. Don't be shy." Victon.

"I don't want to talk anymore. It's just the past, there's enough of you by my side."

"Marc bajing**n!!" Inner Victon bristling. Far away she thought that Ray was Valerie's only past man and did not expect that Marc was the one who made Valerie suffer more.

How could Victon let her beautiful eyes in front of her turn red and teary-eyed? If only he could be a piece of tissue, then it would be fine to continue wiping his tears.

The burly hand stretched out rubbing Valerie's cheek. A moment stopped, then rubbed again. Staring deeper, deeper and deeper. Victon fell asleep, until his finger went down to trace the line of his wife's beautiful face.

"I'm not going anywhere." replied Victon gently.

Victon was lulled by the face of ayu in front of him until she was unaware his face was approaching. However, Valerie backed out. What the hell's going on? Is he affected again? Victon guessed that the trauma of physical contact with his wife relapsed as before.

"I'm Victon, your husband. Valerie honey... it's me." Said Victon in a low tone while lifting Valerie's chin. It was because his wife refused.he understood the situation, but if because of the influence of Marc then it cannot be left alone.

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"I who?" victon asked again after putting a kiss on the ranum's lips.

"S.my husband. Victon." Even though Valerie kept saying it clearly.

"You want to touch me?"

Valerie nodded slowly. "You wanna kiss me?" Valerie nodded again, but the look on her face was hard to explain. The faces of the two were already that close until the light of the lamp was covered by their respective shadows.

"do it! as I taught you." Victon.

Huh huh? mean what?

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- To Be Continued