Prisoner of Love Gangster Chief
Chapter 66 Patience, This is the Test

Days passed, Valerie's gestational age entered five months. But his attitude is the same, always irritating and angry is not clear. Testing the patience of Ethan Adrian, fatigue due to a day of work in the office grew heavier after setting foot at home.

Suddenly the beautiful wife like an angel was pouting indistinctly, whereas before Ethan out of the room, the wife was fine, borrowing and playing her cellphone on the grounds of bored touching her own.

Ethan who is careless and saturated facing the changes of Valerie's hormones, choose silence rather than add to the problem.

“Isssh the most insensitive so husband.” Valerie chirps throw the latest smartphone, fortunately Ethan is quick to catch, otherwise it can crack, maybe.

Ethan's breath sounded heavy, then turned to the side. But Valerie first pushed her husband's body down from the bed.

“Dear why else? I'm cape for a break. Does anybody? You want to eat something? Don't gini Vale! You're pregnant yeah I don't know what she wants.” Ethan's firm tone is satire.

As soon as Valerie bit her lips so strongly, her body also trembled holding something raging but hard to reveal. “I am pregnant also your child, because of your deeds. Don't be mad at me.” Valerie won't lose.

Valerie shrunk the water coming out of her nose with her pajamas. Then give Ethan a knife-edge stare. So shiny and blinding to the eyes, make the opponent shrink.

But, this is Ethan not someone else. Trying to get rid of the ego, throwing it away and damming it so as not to come back and mess up his night with his beloved wife.

The risk of Ethan Adrian eager to marry young at a time when the mental is not yet fully mature, let alone Valerie pregnant, the mood of pregnant women is unpredictable. At times it explodes like a bomb that has been set in such a way.

“Sorry darling. I don't mean to yell. Yes I was wrong. Yes because of me, you are pregnant, and thank you for being the mother of my son.” Now it's best to just give up, give up and give up sometime. Just leave it like this for the good of the mother and the baby, as long as it doesn't go beyond the boundaries.

Women's telling style is to bend the face, grumble indistinctly, get angry and give a code language that couples hope to understand. “You are evil.”

Ethan frowned as he thought, the happenings of the day. Sort the moments starting from waking up, in the office and in the room. “Sayang. What am I doing? Tell me.”

Instead of answering, Valerie instead pointed to a flat object that was at the end of the mattress right on the side of her husband's body. “That brought it here!”

Obey and obey without saying much. Handing over the nearly broken phone slammed by Ethan Adrian Armend's beloved Young Miss. “Sabar Ethan, he's your wife, in it there's your son.” In heart.

“Who did you watch? What is the evidence? Booking the premiere gala ticket one day ago?” the body of the pregnant woman moves, opens the drawer and takes a small note. “Please let you come home late.”

Ethan reads it, but Valerie doesn't know the reason for her late return, because of the obstacle of commercial filming that was disrupted because the artist suddenly got sick. Daddy Bobby also helps Ethan explain the problems that occur unexpectedly.

“Long. You go with another girl, right? Wh who? That selebgram? The flirtatious one who flaunted his chest? Oh I know, because your wife is fat now, so find another one, right? Love you stale tofu engga?” spurt Valerie, her anger stirring out resentment in the heart.

TB

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