That Bastard Is My Destiny
Know Limitations

Cleire blinked his eyes as a bright light blocked his vision. He woke up, and stretched his stiff body. Unknowingly, he was already on a king-size bed a super-large luxurious room like the one belonging to a King.

As her consciousness gathered perfectly, the girl immediately sat down in shock.

Waita! Where'sme?

This is definitely not the main mansion of his family, then where? Last thing he remembers, he fell asleep in the car after making a silly vow with Chris. Moving down, Cleire circled the entire room.

Don't tell me this is Chris' room. Shit! Unmistakably, that handsome face was already clearly imprinted on that huge figura. Not just one, but two three four and ah .. there are many!

So where is the owner of this room? Also true. If this is the main mansion, then Chris' parents are also here, right? Oh no! There wouldn't be a scene of a son-in-law that the in-laws hate, would there?

Son-in-law! Just be right. She is still not officially a lover. That's according to him, not knowing according to Chris!

Tok tok ....

Cleire immediately turned his head as the door of the room opened.

"Good night, Miss Roseanne. Mr. Chris asked me to help you here." A maid looked down respectfully while giving a friendly smile.

"Help what?"

"I'll help you prepare, Miss. From shower to dress, dan–"

"STOP!" Cleire raised her hand a stop sign. It was enough that he had been treated like this in the mansion, not anymore! Don't equate her with any other conglomerate girl.

"No need! I'll just go home." Started looking for her bag.

The maid simply smiled without moving from her place. "Mr and Mrs. Nelson's waiting for you at the dinner table, Miss Roseanne."

Like being struck by lightning, Cleire froze on the spot. Why was waiting for him ..why was waiting for him, that was his current mind.

"Because you're the woman Mr. Chris chose" said the maid, as if she knew Cleire's thoughts.

Fucking chris!

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Cleire was already prepared with the appearance prepared in the mansion. Once at the dinner table, Cleire immediately got a sharp look from the woman known as Chris's biological mother. Unlike the other two men who look more relaxed and accept it with open arms, Chris and his father.

He was that guy back then, right? And that woman .. isn't she a friend, mom?

"Good night, Mr and Mrs. Nelson," said Cleire, try to be polite.

"Night!" answer Kara ketus.

"Night, Honey. Sit down, just think of it as your own family," welcome Robert kindly, making Cleire smile awkwardly.

One of the maids pulled a chair for her right beside the smiling Chris looking at her.

"Welcome to the family" Chris whispered to her. His hands did not escape squeezing the girl's waist.

Cleire's face flushed in embarrassment. Not ashamed of Chris' kiss, but embarrassed at the shocked gaze of Chris' parents. I don't know what they're thinking right now, which is obviously a bit of dislike on Kara's face.

"Continue later, Chris. Let our son-in-law eat first." Making a dislike look instantly shone a sharp glare at Robert, but was ignored by the man.

Kara was upset with her husband. It was clear that she had not received Cleire, and her husband and son were willing to claim the girl as a son-in-law!

Throughout the dinner, Kara unceasingly observes Cleire who is also busy taking care of Chris who does not stop acting. This girl, the girl he once said was cunning the boutique owned by his best friend, Elle. And also a personal assistant of Elle herself.

After a dinner that felt very long for Cleire, he finished the session as well. Robert invited them all to chat in the living room.

"How long have you been working with Elle?" The question was first asked by Kara.

Chris looked at his mother not like it. From the beginning, she had refrained from Kara's attitude towards her girl. Just be careful if Cleire leaves her because of her mother.

"Elle?"

How long have I worked with, Elle? Ask yourself. I'm not his daughter, I never worked with Mom anyway. Why work if money keeps flowing in my wallet, her mind laughs.

"You don't even recognize your own master. You're Elle's assistant, right! He said it himself." The more upset the woman.

Whats? Mom really! Which mother doesn't acknowledge her child, she tells Elle who now knows where.

Fortunately Cleire did not enter into the heart of any of Kara's attitudes towards her. He won't work with insults or anything like that. The one thing that continues to be held until now, only we know ourselves better!

"Not long, Mrs. Maybe 2 years." Let's follow the Queen's mother's game of making her own crown princess a ladyboy.

"Ck! Just an assistant, "trivial.

"Mom!" reprimand Chris, make Kara cluck.

I even have a stake in your company, Mrs. Cleire smiled forcefully. If you look around, it looks like Chris' arrogant nature is declining from his mother. Seeing Robert more gentle and friendly, it was impossible to decline from him.

"Chris, I have some work. You better help me." Coded Chris to leave them both. Kara smiled with satisfaction.

Chris stared intently not accepting. This is Kara's chance to do something. If together only Kara has the courage, especially if only the two.

"Girl!" Robert returned to voice.

"Go!" whispered Cleire. Don't think he doesn't know their code, it's easy to read.

"Don't listen to mom. Don't believe him if he talks bad!" Chris frankly, makes Kara glare annoyed.

"What am I really doing! Just keep on going!" said annoyed.

Cleire finally gave a small pinch on Chris' hard stomach and stared intently. Don't make your mother hate me more! That is the meaning of his gaze.

Chris inevitably finally got up, leaving the two people of the same kind both to his father's study.

"Is it okay to leave them?"

Robert patted his son on the shoulder. "Your mom's not that bad, Chris. He still knows the limits."

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