Shadow Wife Mr. Arogan
I'm Still Good at It

Due to heavy rain and the sound of thunder on top of the skyscraper, Shera could not hear Samuel's words clearly.

"What's he doing? Is Samuel crazy?" Shera's head shook for a moment. See Samuel raining down there.

Bledars!

Shera flinched as the sound of thunder re-sounded, this time louder than before. Same with Samuel. He was aghast in shock, to the point of holding his chest that was pounding for an instant.

"Ck! Why is Samuel still there" Shera sighed later. Without thinking, Shera rushed down to the bottom of the apartment carrying an umbrella.

"Samuel, what are you doing? Why don't you go back to LA!" Now Shera stood before Samuel, holding himself.

"I'm not going home, before you get back in my arms, I love you Shera." Samuel stared into Shera's eyes, hoping his ex-wife would come back to him.

Shera grunted softly. "Stop Sam, go home to LA now."

"No, don't you hear me, I won't be home before you come back to me." Samuel tried to reach Shera's hand but the woman jerked his hand violently.

"Sam, come home, we've got nothing to do with it, I'm going upstairs, you better go to the hotel or something." Without hearing Samuel's words, Shera turned around for a moment and began to step foot into his apartment building.

"I'm not leaving! I'll stay here until you agree to my request!"

Back there, Samuel shouted loudly while watching Shera's back move away from him.

Shera's foot swing stopped moving. "Whatever, Samuel. I don't care, it's your business!" he shouted without staring at the other person. After that, Shera rushed up to her apartment.

On the second floor, Shera peeked at Samuel from the sidelines of the window. In the middle of the rain, Samuel still faithfully stood straight facing the apartment while holding a bite all over his body. Shera was puffed up for a moment looking at Samuel's current state. She wanted Samuel to come into her apartment. However, Shera still hesitates to put Samuel in her apartment.

After a few minutes, Samuel was still unmoved in his original place. The man's lips seemed to tremble strongly and his face was as pale as an undead. Shera was pacing around in her room, struggling with her mind.

"Come in my apartment, Sam," said Shera.

A wide smile was painted on Samuel's face for a moment.

"I told you to take care of my apartment, it doesn't mean I want to come back with you, but because I feel sorry to see you raining here like crazy, I don't want people to think I'm so mean to you, I don't want people to think I'm so mean to you, Sam's. So first enter my apartment, after the rain has subsided, look for Sam's inn!" shera said a little too sniffy.

Samuel took a deep breath because Shera's heart had not yet been broken. Even so he won't give up. At least Shera is still worried about him. "Alright, thank you Sa–"

Samuel's words came to a halt as Shera sauntered away from him. He hurried to Shera's footsteps.

Arriving at the apartment. Samuel circulated his gaze for a moment, looking at the state of Shera's apartment that was far from what he deserved.

"Wear this! The bathroom is there!" Shera threw her towel and clothes right over Samuel's head all of a sudden.

Samuel picked up the towel and clothes while frowning. "What'sthis? Is this Shera's woman's outfit?"

"I'm still kind enough to give you a ride, don't argue with Sam too much, I don't have any men's clothes, wear them or nothing, I don't want your wet clothes to dirty my apartment floor!" Shera looked at Samuel cynically then.

Samuel took a breath. Inevitably he also went to the bathroom and wore clothes given by Shera.

"Oh God, it's a good thing my brothers didn't see me wearing this weird outfit." Samuel was horrified to see a pink oversize bumil dress clinging to his body now. However, due to his large and tall stature, Samuel's muscles were clearly imprinted now.

"Did Shera intentionally prank me? But it's impossible right, argh does he not have a shirt? Ah, the important thing is that I'm close to Shera now." Before coming out of the bathroom, Samuel saw a reflection of himself in front of the mirror. He walked out of the room and slowly approached Shera.

Shera is currently sitting in front of the television while brewing warm tea.

"Shera, these clothes are so narrow, are there no other clothes?" samuel asked carefully, afraid that Shera would be stirred by emotion again. He tried to lower his dress so that his thighs were not too exposed.