
As fast as lightning Shera turned his face when he saw Samuel's current appearance. He tried to hold back his laughter so as not to break. A few minutes earlier, she had somehow been eager to see Samuel wearing his clothes. Perhaps the factor of her becoming pregnant, Shera's desire lately is very strange. Without a second thought, he told Samuel to put on the dress.
"Shera! Are there no other clothes?" Samuel asked again, showing a sad face.
Shera cleared her throat lowly then glanced at Samuel at a glance. "Nothing, don't argue Sam much. It looks like it's raining tonight until morning, so sleep in my apartment for a while and tomorrow you'll have to get out of here!"
Samuel replied with a faint smile. Because he had a chance to get close to Shera.
"I'm going to sleep soon, you sleep on this couch and–"
"But I want to sleep with you" Samuel quickly cut off.
Shera's face changed drastically. "Stop! This is my aparment Sam. No matter what I order, I'm still kind enough to tell you to sleep on the couch, not on the floor like you used to let me sleep with wounds all over me!" fiery cries. Shera is confused as to why she cannot control her emotions at the moment.
Samuel was silent for a moment.
"Good night, Sam. Tomorrow you have to get out of my apartment, don't go into my room, I have CCTV in my room, so I can tell you're coming in!" Shera gritted Samuel. Though clearly the room there is no surveillance camera, he really wanted to lock his room, however, in this simple apartment the room key does not work properly.
Samuel again mute with a face. After seeing Shera disappear from his sight. Samuel stepped quickly towards the sofa and dropped his body on the medium-sized sofa.
Samuel took a deep breath while watching the ceiling of the building. The sound of rain outside still sounds very clear.
"Ah... I was anxious to hug him earlier," Samuel murmured as he glanced at the door of Shera's room. Samuel was utterly tormented unable to touch Shera's body and let go of his longing. Drowsiness suddenly attacked him. Both of his eyes closed slowly.
Time showed at twelve o'clock in the evening, Samuel looked grumpy when his bed was cramped and the clothes he was wearing also made it difficult to move. Samuel finally woke up.
"D4m!" samuel took off Shera's dress and threw it in any direction, leaving a triangular cloth on his body. Out of nowhere, Samuel got out of bed and stepped slowly toward Shera's room.
Samuel opened the door and slipped into Shera's room. She smiled as she watched Shera fall asleep while holding her stomach. He approached Shera and sat down on the edge of the bed and looked into his ex-wife's face.
"It's stupid of me, why was I so mean to you, Shera. I hope this week I can melt your heart, dear." Samuel sprinkled a kiss on the top of Shera's head, then walked out again towards the doorway.
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"Where is he? There's no way he's going, is he?" Samuel wrapped the blanket around his waist, which he picked up last night in Shera's room. He panicked instantly, thoughtlessly running to Shera's room.
Blank.
Shera wasn't in her room. Samuel's fretting. "Ahk! Don't tell me he's gone!" he said while turning his body. However, his movements came to a halt when he saw a piece of paper lying on the nightstand. He grabbed the object and read it carefully.
You think I don't know if you walked into my room last night! Go, Sam! I'm not going back to you, you've had enough of me to suffer, come back with your girlfriend! Don't look for me again!
~ Shera
Samuel held his ears for a moment as he read the message as if he had heard the shrill scream of Shera around him.
"Never!" Samuel tore the paper and decided to go to the ground floor.
"Madam, do you know where Shera is now?" Once in the lobby, Samuel immediately asked Madam Dolores.
Madam Dolores didn't answer right away. He was scanning the appearance of Samuel who thought he was a strange magical bin, how not Samuel was wearing the clothes of Shera last night.
"He works at Brooke street cafeteria, what are you wearing? Are you crazy, huh!?" ask Madam Dolores afterwards while glaring her eyes.
Samuel scratched his non-itchy nape. "Thank you, Madam." Instead of answering the old woman's question, Samuel stepped out to Shera's workplace.
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Arriving there, Samuel clenched his hands when he saw the man yesterday in the cafeteria and conversing with Shera now.
"Si4a! What's that guy doing, look out for you!"