That Bastard Is My Destiny
I Want to Marry You

The excitement outside the room disturbs a man who is seriously struggling. He went outside to see what was happening, but the door of the room opened violently first.

Sean immediately moved alert when he saw Ardrich the perpetrator of the furor to forcefully break down the door and enter with a gun in his hand. Behind Ar there are some people who are Sean's secretaries trying to prevent, but to no avail.

Ardrich looked at Sean. If the gaze could kill, it was certain that the man who was the target was dead. Ar lost his mind when it came to his sister. Moreover, hearing the girl cry made her demonic blood boil.

He was a bitch to Cleire, but never once did he make her cry!

"Wow, Dude. What the fuck?" Sean raised his hand upwards as Ardrich pointed a gun at him.

"Pronounce the last request."

"What?! You want to kill me?" Can you please explain what happened?

"It's good to know." O God.

"Hey, that's not funny!"

"You think you're doing funny!"

Jeez, Sean is really engulfed in confusion that if it's too late could take people's lives. The man in front of him is dangerous. Never mess with people's lives.

"Can't you explain what happened? I don't want to die and become a curious ghost!" Sean retreated his steps slowly, trying to get a little away from the charming-faced demon.

"I think I talk too much. Why not just go straight to hell," hissed Ardrich almost pressed the trigger, even the people watching screamed.

"Wait– wait. Calm down, Ar. Tell me what was my mistake?" Sean tried to negotiate.

Ardrich smiled cynically. "You pretended to forget after what you did to Cleire!" snapped it.

"Cleire? What the hell am I doing?" Sean tried hard to spin his memory. Ah yes ... Ardrich didn't seriously want to kill him, did he accompany the girl to drink?

"Cleire forced me to accompany her, Ar. Just accompany, nothing more," Sean replied quickly. Come on, his life is on the edge. Nah! But at the end of Ardrich's bullet ready to slide!

"So screwing it up is nothing more you mean?!" Ardrich's voice boomed.

"No! I didn't do it. I know he's your lover, wouldn't dare."

Damn it! Who brought this fake news to Ardrich. Sean swore in his heart.

"You tried to trick me!"

"I'm serious! After all who said–" Sean's words came to a halt as he remembered who Cleire was last time with.

Fucking chris!

"Chris! Definitely Chris! He took your lover away. I think he's Chris's girlfriend. I forgot she was your boyfriend too."

Eh? What he said. For fear that he would be angry. How many lovers does Cleire have?

"What do you mean?" hisses Ardrich.

"I'm not lying. That afternoon, Chris arrives with Cleire drunk. It could have been Chris who desecrated him."

Ardrich is unmoved. He still couldn't believe the words that came out of Sean's mouth. Until the phone in his pocket rang. Ardrich with his other hand immediately raised without seeing who was calling.

"Keep your gun for more important things. Don't let Cleire divorce me even before the wedding" said someone on the other end who could've guessed who.

"Say the obvious!" yelled Ardrich began to understand the circumstances.

"I did it. Your beloved sister misunderstood," explained Chris lazy. If it wasn't Cleire who threatened, the fool he explained.

Sean did not dare to move from where he stood. Afraid of moving a little Ardrich would shoot him. But seeing Ar's handgun go down, it felt like he could breathe a sigh of relief. Ardrich speechlessly left just like that.

Huh .. almost.

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"I told you your sister was dangerous, Ar," said Chris casually as he stared at the bathroom door where the girl was now.

"Preferably keep this well. If mom hears it you're done!"

Basic favoritism! inner Max in the steering chair. The man was raging like a madman running out of medicine.

"Isn't nice? In Indonesia we will be married immediately."

"You think you're where you are! Besides, I'm not sure Cleire would marry you" said Ar.

Chris wrinkle. "Why indeed?" Ardrich must have been intentional.

"Ask him. Inconveniencing! My time is wasted."

Your own fault, sir.

"You just don't know what it's like to have a woman. When you're in love, the desire to have it is so great!"

"Ck! I–" Ardrich did not continue his words as his mind suddenly turned toward another direction.

Chris reminded her of someone. Shitt's! Clara. He remembered being very rude to the woman. Being too angry, he was always unaware of who he was facing.

"Why?" chris asked as Ar's voice was cut off.

"I'll finish you off when I meet. Because you're my chance to be lost!" Tutt's.

"Faster, Max!" ar's orders after turning off his phone unilaterally.

Chris looked at his phone confused. What happened to his sister-in-law. Heh, just wasting time. He threw the expensive phone in any direction. Why is that girl so long. He even argued with Ardrich.

"Cleire .. You won't let me in?" he screamed from outside the door. Do all women take a shower for so long?

"Baby, just once won't ease the pain. You should try it over and over again." I don't know where Chris said that. Surely his perverted brain started working again.

Have already done yes just do it continue. If Cleire heard it would definitely go berserk again.

"It doesn't matter because it's the last time" said the girl. Damn it! Just yummy.

"Babyy ..." whining.

"Open door. We'll talk about it."

Your eyes!

"GO! DON'T MAKE ME CRAZY!" Chris grimaced for the umpteenth time. But Chris isn't his name if he's a deterrent.

"YES. I LOVE YOU TOO," Chris shouted back, then chuckled.

Chris finally sat leaning in front of the door with his hands resting on both knees.

"I want to marry you" said Chris, leaning his head. Inside Cleire was speechless. The voice of the man was so deep. Cleire didn't hear the lies in it.

The girl wrapped herself in a bathrobe, then sat in front of the door. Without them realizing it, both of them had the same position that only limited the door in the middle.

Cleire hugged her knees while sighing softly. "Wedding isn't that easy, Chris." Honestly, he's not ready.

"It would be easy if we were together" Chris said.

"We don't know what problems we will face later" he said.

"How do we know if we haven't faced it." Apparently true. This girl doesn't want a wedding.

"I'm afraid," Cleire murmured softly, only able to be heard by him.

"You're worried I'll be like Markus?"

"You should have known."

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