Pura Pura Wife
Chapter.32

"You didn't just cheat on me, you fooled everyone including that woman! What are you planning on doing, Dean?"

Miranda's words were sharp, drawing straight without hesitation.

"You think I don't know, huh? You ... You idiot! And that woman ... More stupid than you." he said.

Fake matrimonial paper sheets made by him in the civil records with Arlene's name on them, as well as the date of manufacture where Dean originally filled it, were printed when Dean's hand holding it shook.

"Even you falsified the documents you were holding, what I don't know anymore Dean. Love ... Love is like what you say. I didn't even suspect it at all." Miranda shakes her head.

"Mrs ...! I can explain it."

"What are you trying to explain, is that you deliberately brought that woman here so that grandma would cancel your marriage to Selena, and after that you're gonna make it look like you're divorcing him to get back with that woman Dean? That's how you mean?" Miranda struck with all her guesses.

Dean fell silent, it was true, all of Miranda's conjectures were accurate.

"I only need one year Nek ...! Cancel my marriage to Selena because I'm__"

"Waiting for the woman in the picture? International model who now works abroad? Alexandra Timo. Isn't it?"

Dean grew increasingly stretched, not expecting Miranda to investigate him so far, and he was unlikely to be able to dodge any more either.

"Alexa has a 1-year contract. And I waited for him to come back." he explained in the end.

"Easy ... You don't have to say anything else. Go!"

Why did Miranda listen to all of Dean's excuses, she already knew everything even Dean's reason for bringing Arlene into the mansion.

Dean sighed, squeezing the strong fake marriage proof paper in his hand and then dropped it. He also does not care about the photo of himself who is with Alexa scattered, Grandma Miranda in fact already knows everything.

"This is how you're doing as a Dean guy?" miranda's great-grandson as Dean's hand held the door handle.

The man turned his head again towards Miranda, while the person he was looking at was looking at her with a gaze he did not understand.

Dean walked out, even ignoring Li's greeting. His plan failed miserably, what he had planned far away today was now in disarray. Especially her heart that was beginning to change direction.

Drett

Drett

The phone in his pocket was now ringing, the anonymous secret number popping up and startling him. Dean himself hesitated to pick up the phone, he just looked at her until the ringing of her phone stopped by itself.

The dimpled man walked back to the escavator, ignoring the phone that was now ringing back.

He headed to Zoya's room on the third floor of the luxurious Mansion, the last room that used to be her room. But now the room is in Zoya's residence.

Dean just went into the room and immediately approached his sister who was doing a tantrum and made everything more messy.

"It's because of you! Naughty bottom." he said by tapping the ears of Zoya who was at that time was laying down on the sofa with the head phone he wore.

"Aaaarkkk! Brother Dean?" she was in pain and pushed her brother. "Why go in without knocking on the door first" he said again by rubbing his reddened ears.

"Do I need to answer? After making Grandma scold me and all the mess you were just questioning the fucking door problem? Huh uh?" his jolt returned to the youngest brother's ear.

Zoya chuckled, but also grimaced in pain, "I'm just a big fad! Just want to prank you,"

"Do you know what the consequences of this pranky of yours are?"

"Yes rather than Granny angry constantly, better to talk from heart to heart, grandmother also long will be devastated and accept brother-in-law." explained Zoya with her thoughts are still too innocent.

"Basic naughty ... You think it's that easy?"

"I think it's easy, you're the one who can't take Grandma's heart. Same as selfish."

Dean sighed, sitting his ass beside Zoya, the girl turned her head towards him.

"It seems like my plan failed."

"Not only failed. You're making it even messier."

"Why indeed?"

Dean shook his head as he got up from his seat and ruffled his waist towards Zoya. "Forget it!"

After that he stepped out of Zoya's room, back down to the floor where his own room was.

Just getting into the room, Arlene was hunting him with a worried face,

"Hows it? What did grandma say? Is he angry and stick to his decision?" tanyanya.

I don't know what Dean said, obviously he just looked at his face with nanar. Arlene's face that made her initial goal slightly changed that direction. Which made him doubt and made him fret all day.

"Deans? Speak on? Why are you quiet?"

"Here you go, everything will be fine, you will just follow this game to the end, as I said earlier. Trust Arlene." replied Dean reassured the woman in front of him, while da himself was not feeling sure at this time.

Dean went into the bathroom, making Arlene wonder herself, her attitude changed back from what she thought was very sweet and warm.

Ting

The notification on her phone was maasuk, a message from someone who made Arlene sigh, saying,

"God ... I forgot my promise to them! It could be that they invited me in this situation, ' she muttered as Arlene read a message from Imelda asking her to meet.

"Do I have to tell Dean and ask him when I meet them not to be labeled a braggart?"

Arlene continues to monologue, the same doubts and beliefs are at the center of her mind.

The bathroom door opened, Arlene immediately hunted Dean who had not even stepped out.

"Deans? Can you accompany me this afternoon?" he said without hesitation.

Dean stepped foot and Arlene followed. "You want to go shopping? Go with Zoya. I'll give you the money later."

"No ... Not shopping, but I'm going to meet my friend and she wants to meet my husband and daughter. Because ... Because at that time they could see me shopping." he explained honestly. "They thought I was bragging because I had a lot of groceries and they wanted to make sure."

Dean looked at him softly, it was obviously impossible

"I'm sorry I can't Arlene, this temple wedding is only limited to this mansion, I don't want to until outsiders find out."

"Please help me just once, isn't it the same, it's just a charade right? this is just my friend." Arlene said it by biting her lips, it was hard to say if Dean's feelings also look pure.

"Sorry Arlene ... I can't help you!" the answer was lethargic, taking the clothes from the closet for granted and wearing them in front of Arlene.

"Again Dean, I promise you this time!"