Remember Me, Baby.
Reflect on your mistakes

“Wait. Are you hiding something from me?” keiko asked as she looked at her husband closely. It was a little strange because Andrew overreacted.

“Eng ... I ... actually ...” Andrew smiled stiffly.

Should he tell Keiko about last night? The pregnant woman is very sensitive now, afraid if she is honest. However, if he did not admit it, what if Keiko found out from someone else? Take Cecille for example? What happens if Cecille adds details that don't happen?

Andrew's fingers moved agitatedly, stretching and draping several times before clenched to his side. It was a really tough decision, but he had to.

“What's up, Andrew?” urged Keiko who began to worry to see her husband's response. “Did something happen last night? Problems with the company?”

“It ... actually ... I met Cecille at club.”

“What?”

“He set me up.”

“What?!”

Keiko got up from the couch. Hearing the word “trapping” made his brain assume everywhere. He was almost crying. He grabbed Andrew's pajamas and examined the man's body back and forth.

“What did he do to you?” hiss Keiko with reddened eyes.

“You are calm first, Dear ...” Andrew was getting nervous. He tried to grab Keiko's shoulder but the woman refused.

“Is that why you smile like a fool this early?” keiko asked while punching Andrew in the chest.

“No. No. gabe. Not that!” argue Andrew quickly. “You listen to my explanation first, okay?”

“Not that then what?”

“She set me up, but I swapped her drinking glass while she was picking up documents on the next table to the bed.”

“What? There's a bed too?! That damn woman—“

“Sayang .. don't get angry, later our baby is surprised,” persuaded Andrew while calling Keiko to sit back.

“Do not touch me!” Keiko pushed her husband's hand away. Now she feels 1000 times more upset to see her husband's face.

“There was a bed, but nothing happened between us. He took off his clothes and stuck to me, but I pushed him hard,”. Every broken he said carefully while watching the change in the face of his wife.

Keiko growled and squeezed the sofa firmly. She glared at her husband.

“Bold-gold ...”

“I swear nothing happened between us, Baby. If you don't believe me, you can ask Hiro ..eng, I mean Hansel. I went right away when he came to club.”

“Hiro?”

Andrew rubbed the tip of his nose nervously. For some reason, whatever he says or explains will still make his wife angry. Therefore, he could only resign himself and accept everything that would happen to him after saying all honesty.

“I called him to help Cecille ..” murmured Andrew slowly. “Maybe last night they've slept together.”

“Don't blame me, Cecille himself asked to call Hiro. I just followed his request. If after that they really slept together, wouldn't that be good? No more bullies among us.”

Finished saying that sentence, Andrew's face turned radiant, as if he had just done something extraordinary and deserved praise.

Keiko was still trying to digest all that information in her head. Since when did Hiro and Cecille get to know each other? Even to the stage of being willing to sleep together. Keiko felt she missed too much information. But, as Andrew said, isn't that good? Now nothing will bother him or Andrew. If Hiro can be with Cecille, it would be great ....

“Baby, are you mad at me?” ask Andrew slowly. He knelt down in front of Keiko and tried to attract the pensive woman.

Andrew's deep, magnetic voice drew back Keiko's consciousness. Her eyes narrowed and watched her husband closely. The man said Cecille swallowed*jang and tried to tease him.

Hmph .. although he refused ... still have touched ....

Gaining such a gaze made Andrew instantly become wary. It feels like an inmate is about to be sentenced by a judge.

“Where did he touch you?” ask Keiko.

“Um ... it ... here ... also here ....” Andrew got up and pointed at his arms, legs, and waist timidly. His wife has never looked as hideous as she is now. The woman looked like a lioness who pounced at any moment.

“Where are the clothes you wore last night?”

“I threw away ...”

Goody. Keiko nodded in satisfaction. At least her husband had the awareness to take that trash out. Otherwise .. he himself will tear it.

“Tonight you slept in the guest room,” Keiko said with great emphasis in each word.

“T-but, Baby—“

“Pondering your mistake.” Keiko turned her face away. “Go shower. No trace left.”

Andrew wanted to say that last night he had been bathing and soaking in the bathtub for almost an hour, but he eventually swallowed back all the self-defense sentences and walked towards the bathroom obediently.

“Who told you to shower here? Go shower in guest room.”

Keiko's voice made Andrew's stepping foot stop in the air. He turned his body and looked at Keiko with a clear face.

“My wife ... don't be too cruel, yes?” wheedled. Her face looked like it was about to cry right then and there, but Keiko really didn't care.

The woman frowned and wry-faced when replying, “Quick go, seeing your face only makes me more annoyed.”

Andrew took a slow breath. Honestly wrong, not telling it wrong. The man walked out of the main room with a languishing face. Though he still had to meet with Cecille to legalize the land surrender that they had agreed last night. In that case, should he tell it to Keiko as well? Or should he just quietly go and take care of it? Completely dilemma ....

Meanwhile, inside the room Keiko was still sitting on the sofa and thinking of Hiro who had a relationship with Cecille.

Actually Cecille is very beautiful and graceful ..If only the woman did not constantly try to seize her husband, maybe they could be friends. However, the cunning woman even dared to use tricks and wanted to trap her husband.

Keiko snorted and scolded Cecille inwardly. She hopes that she is really in a relationship with Hiro so as not to continuously target her husband. If not .. maybe he will intervene alone to clean it up.

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