My Rich Husband's
The Part 58
“But, your papa is not my papa,” Diora said as she was made up by the famous MUA in Helsinki, because her face now looks chaotic after crying.
“You can think of my papa as your father too,” Gabby suggested, staring at Diora from the reflection of the mirror.
“Yet your papa would like to accompany me to the altar?” diora asked to confirm, she looked at her windshield to see Gabby clearly visible there.
Of course he would agree. Gabby murmured in my heart.
“I will ask him first,” kilah Gabby, he also gave a sign wiggling his phone sign will call his papa. Then he walked out of the room to make a phone call.
Meanwhile, in the room, Davis seemed to disagree with the proposal of his wife-to-be friend.
“I do not agree if your best friend papa is accompanying you to the altar,” refused Davis. She walked towards the dresser, then sat at the table arrogantly folding her hands together and stared at Diora flatly.
“Why not agree?” Diora raised her head to look at Davis.
Davis' heart was pounding violently as his two beads clashed with Diora's gray blue sliced eyes. Very beautiful woman in front of him. If you can't control your desire, maybe Davis is already devouring it. But he could not do it now, could not be married because the sport that one takes a very long time, of course.
“Because his papa is a man, and I don't want any other man to take you in besides me,” kilah Davis, he turned his gaze so as not to stare at Diora.
“Wouldn't it be the man who delivered to the altar, you this how,” decak Diora snatched.
“Let your best friend be with you to be handed over to me,” Davis suggested. He moved to sit back on the sofa, because being near Diora for too long would make his sense hampered work.
“In addition to being arrogant, it turns out you are also possessive,” kelakar Diora who is currently being styled her hair.
“Who is possessive? I just don't like my being touched by someone else,” elak Davis doesn't accept.
“Which may be, you are overconfident,” timpal Davis dodged.
“Then why did you make me your wife instead of your maid to pay my debt?” Diora was very curious about the motive of the man marrying her, if not for loving her then what was the reason.
“Because I want to, there must be a reason to love you first to make you a wife?” seloroh Davis poked his shoulder.
*Of course he married you not out of love*, but because he was just obsessed with you. George said in his heart. He sat sweetly on the sofa.
Diora stood up and walked very gracefully, approaching Davis. Making the man instantly round his eyes and swallow his saliva saw the appearance of Diora was extremely gleaming.
“How about we bet? Who loves first, then he who loses and must receive punishment from the winner,” proposed Diora while smiling meaningfully. He was sure that the man before him would love him first. “Agree?” He reached out his hand to Davis to make a deal.
“Oke.” Davis replied to Diora's hand while smiling meaningfully.
A few moments the two gave each other a smile that only their minds understood what it meant.
Meanwhile, after calling and waiting for her papa to arrive, Gabby enters Diora's room. It didn't take long, because the papa was there too.
“Diora, introduce this papaku .. his name is Lordeus.” Gabby and her papa walked towards the two people who were currently shaking hands.
Diora and Davis instantly let go of their hands to look in the direction the sound was coming from. George, too, looked in the same direction.
Davis and George immediately swallowed the saliva simultaneously, knowing full well who the man who had just come along with Gabby was. They don't think the world is so narrow.