Only a Substitute Wife
25. Trying Not to Care

“Daddy, as you might expect. Gibran wanted to take me away,” Clara told Aida who she was calling.

Clara sat on her bed. His face was a bit depressed when he met Gibran this morning.

[“Keep, what are you saying?” ask Aida]

Clara gave a rough breath. “Yeah, moreover? Of course I refused it. There's no way I'm going with him,” Clara replied

[“Why?” ask Aida spontaneously.]

Clara put on a confused face. “What do you mean by ‘why’?” ask Clara back.

[“Daddy, why did you reject him? Isn't Gibran your first love? You always wanted to be with him. In fact, when he leaves you, you hope to stay with him. Besides, you're not happy with this forced marriage?” ask Aida]

Clara fell silent. Aida's words were not entirely wrong. He said that to his best friend.

“You're right, Ai. I did say all that once. But now it has changed. I've had a family. Indeed, my husband was the one who would never possibly love me. But his family didn't. His family loved me as much as their own children. I can't, Aida. I don't want to embarrass them. Besides, I don't want anything to happen to Papa and the others,” Clara said

I heard the sound of slow breathing there.

[“I know how you feel. You just calm down. I will continue to support you here. You don't be afraid. If Gibran dares to force you again, I will make a calculation with that man,” Aida said]

A faint smile rose on Clara's face. “Daddy, I know you'll do that for me,” Clara replied

[“Then I close it. I'll call you back later. See you,” said Aida]

“Bye!” clara returned back while turning off the phone call.

Clara stared at the screen of her phone. He took a slow breath and exhaled it.

Clara got up from her seat. He walked out of his room. At present, the time has shown at nine o'clock in the evening. Well, Clara hasn't come out of her room since this morning. He kept thinking about the incident where Gibran came and wanted to take him away.

If Gibran had come before the wedding, he would gladly have accepted the invitation. But, everything has changed at the moment. He can't decide at will. Because the decision he will take will affect everyone. Including family.

He walked down the stairs. He just wanted to eat fruit now. Because there is no desire to eat much. However, the incident below, really made his heart upset was also hot.

How not, at this time he saw Keenan was holding a woman in such skimpy clothes on the sofa in the living room. Not only that, the two are happily engaged there. Makes Clara really careless.

He tries not to care about passing both. Keenan took off the pagutan and looked towards Clara who was walking towards the kitchen.

However, before reaching the kitchen, Clara first walked towards the living room to pick up her laptop on the table.

“Where are you going anyway? I'm hungry to know,” complains Keenan

Clara doesn't bother him, preferring to grab his laptop and get out of there.

“Hey, why would your maid want to take her laptop Young Master!” protest the woman.

“She's my wife!” reproof Keenan

“Young Master, how about I stay overnight here?” ask him with elusan on Keenan's chest.

Keenan smiled faintly. “You must ask his opinion if you want to stay here,” Keenan replied while glancing at Clara.

Clara looked flat at it. “Terupon you! This is your house, right? It's up to you to take who. Just do not be noisy,” Clara said as she passed from the presence of Clara.

“Don't you mind me bringing a woman home?” ask Keenan

“Didn't you ask me not to take care of your life?” timpal Clara

Basic plan-plan! He himself told me not to interfere with his life ~ Inner Clara

A slanted smile rose on Keenan's face. “Body once!” cibir Keenan

Clara preferred not to listen to him and walked back to the kitchen. Shortly after, he walked up the stairs to his room. Passing the male and female partner.

Keenan sighed harshly seeing Clara's reaction.

“Young Master, it's been very night tau. Let me be here to accompany you,” he said in a spoiled tone.

Keenan stiffened his jaw. “I'm telling you one more time. Just go! Before I use violence!” firmly Keenan with a sharp look.

The woman looked terrified at that sharp look. “Ba-Good. I-I will go home first,” he said as he moved from the front of Keenan

Keenan moved from his seat. He walked up the stairs and stopped right in front of Clara's room.

Is she not jealous of seeing me with another woman? Or, he never put his taste in me. Maybe it was because of the man in the restaurant? ~ Inner Keenan

Keenan grabbed the door knob and opened it. As she went inside, she saw Clara sitting at the dresser. He could see if she had just taken a shower. Seen from her wet hair and also the scent of lavender flowers there. For some reason, the smell made him calm.

Keenan walked slowly towards Clara.

Wh why? Why do I care so much about how he feels about me? ~ Inner Keenan

With sure steps, he hugged Clara's body from behind. That certainly made the master surprised by what he did..

Clara looked back where Keenan was resting his face on her shoulder. Just now he wanted to say, Keenan had already said something.

“Why haven't you dried your hair? You're using AC here. There, you'll get the flu tau,” protest Keenan

Clara did not have time to interrupt, Keenan first took a hair dryer and dried Clara's hair.

Truly at this moment, Clara was completely fixated on what Keenan was doing. Why did this man suddenly change? Couldn't you still have fun with other women?

Clara could feel her heart beating crazily due to the man's treatment. He slowly glanced towards the glass, where he could see his flushed face.

The hair dryer is turned off. Keenan inhaled with in the soft aroma of Clara's hair.

“I love your long hair,” muttered Keenan

“Do not praise me! Aren't you with that woman? Why don't you play with her again?” clara asked with a tone that sounded faint.

Keenan smiled faintly. “Why? You jealous yeah?” ask Keenan back.

Clara let go of Keenan's hand grip on her shoulder. “Who is jealous?! Don't be weird!” refute Clara while turning her eyes.

“Yes already, I will sleep here with you,” timpal Keenan walked towards the bed and laid himself there.

Clara immediately got up from her seat and looked resentfully at Keenan. “You don't sleep here! Go back to your room there!” clara hatch

Keenan looked towards Clara. “AC in my room is dead. Do you want to make your husband die of heat yah?” asked Keenan in a protest tone.

Clara gave a rough breath. He climbed into his bed and immediately slept sideways. “Don't get too close to me,” circus Clara. Somehow, because of the events below, made Clara so upset with Keenan.

Keenan glanced at Clara who was waiting for him. He slowly hugged Clara's body from behind.

“You want me to sleep while hugging you?” bargain Keenan

“Ihh, go there! Who wants to be hugged by you?!” it was Clara's protest that prompted Keenan's body to move away from her.

Keenan giggled amusedly at Clara's misbehaved face. However, instead of taking off, Keenan even tightened the embrace.

“Let me hug you. Otherwise, I will do it tonight with you,” Keenan said

Clara stopped to rebel and remained in that embrace.

“I'm not doing this because I want to. But you threatened me,” great-grandson Clara

Keenan just kept quiet. Most importantly, he was happy because Clara did not rebel much.

This woman is adorable too. His mouth and heart do different things ~ inner Keenan