Secret Wife CEO Cold
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Marcel met Stella at Aish's mother's florist. Although currently Stella has worked in the office of Papa Stevan, but when she came home she was able to help mbak Sari in florist. He was so in love with flowers that he could not escape them.

"What do you want to say?" Currently Stella sat opposite Marcel with a table as the limiter.

"Married to me." Marcel said casually.

"What?" Stella was shocked to hear that. "A..what are you saying?" Maybe he heard wrong? that's why he asked back.

"I said marry me." Marcel said again.

"Are you sick now?" Stella put the back of her hand on Marcel's forehead.

"I'm serious, I want you to marry me and be my wife."

Stella was really shocked, what Marcel was really saying, why he suddenly asked her to be his wife. They do not know each other.

"To... why? why are you asking me to get married?"

"Because I want to get married." The answer added to make Stella gaping. He was not finished with Marcel's answer. He thought it would be a soap opera if the man loved him secretly, it turned out to be a surprise.

"Why do you want to get married?" stella asked again wondering what answer Marcel would give.

"Mother kept forcing me to get married and give her a grandchild." Stella was wide open to Marcel's reply again.

"I understand that if we don't know each other, we're never close, but I want to marry you. I believe marriage will be good if taken seriously, learning from each other to carry out their respective roles. So marry me."

"Are you proposing to me?" stella asked and then she laughed. "You're supposed to propose to that woman you're carrying a ring, also in a romantic place, this?" Stella chuckled, feeling silly.

"Well, tonight I'll bring the ring for you. Now I'm going first. Bye." Marcel left Stella alone.

Stella gaped at Marcel's back walking away. Then he laughed at himself.

And it turns out that the night Marcel actually came to Stella's house.

Marcel opened the red velvet box. This is the ring you want, I've brought it, how? do you want to marry me?" marcel asked without further ado, no romantic words were spoken like a man proposing to another girl.

Stella was shocked to hear it, it turns out Marcel was really serious with his words, he was confused what to answer.

"What really happened, son? who is this guy?" ask mama. The same thing with Stella, mama also felt shocked there was a man who came directly to invite Stella to marry.

"He's Marcel ma, son of Aish's mother." Mama nodded .

"How's Stella? I can't wait too long." Marcel can't wait to get an answer.

"Ehm... " Stella cleared her throat to neutralize her voice before speaking. "Sorry before Mr Marcel, why did you choose me? You don't know my origins yet and how my past is, do you?"

"My principles of the past don't matter, no matter how bad your past or mine is all over and must be forgotten. What matters is the present and the future."

Stella was touched by Marcel's words, she thought maybe Marcel was the right fit for her, if Marcel could accept it then he would try to accept it, Marcel said, the past must be forgotten and most importantly the present and the future.

"Well, what about my mom?" Stella asked her mother's opinion.

"It's up to you, son, you always support whatever your decision is."

"Before I want to tell you something, whatever your opinion, if you accept it then I am willing to marry." Stella and Marcel just nodded.

"I am currently pregnant"

Marcel rejected his net feeling shocked.

"You must be surprised, right? but this is the truth,"

"You're married? where's your husband?" marcel asked flatly, it turns out he was wrong to propose, he proposed to the wife of the person and was also pregnant.

"That's the story, now it's up to you Mr. Marcel, still to marry me or not, if you don't matter then I'll accept this marriage."

Marcel was silent while twitching his temple, according to Stella Marcel would certainly refuse, where there are men who want to accept dirty women like himself even though it has changed for the better.

Mama rubbed Stella's back encouraging and giving strength. "Not what" said the mother smiling.

"I accept whatever your past is." Marcel said firmly.

"What?" Stella was shocked to hear the words coming out of Marcel's mouth. "Sir Marcel, you're not kidding me, are you?"

"No, just like you I also have a bad past, I'm not what you see now."

Stella frowned her confused what Marcel meant.

"I'm a guy who likes Gonta to change partners in bed, I never want to get married, because what I think getting married is because I'm going to get bored with one woman serving in bed."

Stella and Mama shut their mouths not believing what they heard from Marcel's mouth.

"But all that I quit when my sister got pregnant out of wedlock and her boyfriend didn't want responsibility, he was depressed because of the scorn of the people, he said, her life was completely ruined living such a life on her own until she died giving birth to her daughter." Marcel's eyes glazed over, he was sad to remember his sister. "Maybe it's karma for me that's been playing with a lot of women" Marcel said.

Stella and Mama are thrilled to hear Marcel's story.

"Hows it? are you able to accept it now?" ask Marcel again. He was really clumsy with his question.

Stella laughed at hearing that question again."You're really impatient, Mr. Marcel. All right, I'm willing." replied Stella, she accepted Marcel's request to get married.

Thank you, I will tell you about this, I'm sorry" he said and got up to leave. "Oh yeah forget it, it's the ring." Marcel put the ring box in Stella's hand and then left.

Stella gave a small laugh at the thing that happened just now, it was really ridiculous in her opinion. Where are other people proposed with a romantic atmosphere but they?

**

"It seems like it's like liking your friend mas." Said Anna while confirming Stevan's hair, they were currently lying face to face looking at each other.

"Bryan?"

"Hm.."

"Your best friend is a plain woman, she doesn't fit in with Bryan."

"Why plain? like I'm innocent, doesn't it fit?" Ana frowned making Stevan anxious and lightening his lips.

"It's customary" ana hit Stevan's arm.

"Yes, but Bryan's not a good guy for your best friend." Stevan slips ana's hair into ana's ear.

"Don't you say Bryan's mas has changed?"

"Did you say that? bryan Mas?" Stevan doesn't like to hear that. "There is nothing you can call a mas other than your husband" he said while pinching ana's cheek.

"Aws... Sick mas." ana rubbed her cheek because it was in Stevan's pinch. Although the pinch didn't hurt but he pretended to be in pain.

"Sorry dear, mas tightness well nyubit her?"

"It hurts a lot" replied the spoiled ana.

"This is mas medicine" Stevan peeped the cheek of the former pinch earlier. Cup, cup, cup Stevan's repeatedly dipped her. "Hows it? still sick again?" ask her while continuing to kiss her cheek.

"Udah mas, wet my cheek." ana laughed because Stevan didn't stop. "Stop it, stop it." Stevan also stopped.