That Bastard Is My Destiny
Love Expert

"Bughh! One blow has fallen. You're great, Cleire! I forgot you're a martial arts expert, too. Teach me next time."

Casey didn't stop babbling. Cleire just cleared his throat all the way. Lazy to follow the enthusiastic attitude of his sister. It's his poor day.

"I haven't seen Chris in days. Tumben once he wasn't with you. Usually don't want to go far."

Cleire glanced a little, then sighed softly. The man must have been having fun with the Spanish woman, Cleire thought scowled. Chris was really outrageous leaving her alone. It was just a plea to come along at that time.

"Gee!" Unknowingly he hit the steering wheel of his car, leaving Casey beside him stunned.

"I won't talk anymore" Casey said quickly and fixed his seat facing forward. The girl thought Cleire was angry because she kept talking.

Along the way there was silence. And so on until they get home. Cleire looked at Casey who had yet to descend.

"You didn't come down, too?"

"I have business. Come in, don't go anywhere without Cedric" Cleire said.

Affairs refresh new minds right. Because he was bored and had no mood to sleep anymore, he intended to go to Ardrich in his office. The man's stupid time is busy or not. Most importantly, he is satisfied.

When setting foot in the company, all attention was immediately on the former Director. They knew that Cleire had long since stopped, but did not know if the relationship with Ardrich still continued. Not to mention the news about Cleire's proximity to Chris had become a trending topic.

Cleire doesn't care. He went straight to the elevator of the company. But when he arrived, again Cleire had to be faced with a pair of human children who were combining love. The two people within the space seemed to be unaware of his presence.

Cleire ended up just staying at the door while leaning on her body. Letting her door open wide so that there was a little fresh air for her that had to be unlucky today. Cleire's ignorant brain suddenly appeared, her hand holding the phone was directly directed at them.

See how he will make a scene one house with this truth. Ardrich a cold man who has high self-esteem will not just confess without proof. I don't know how long the man has been hiding his relationship.

At least Clara will be dragged in to see Elle or Mark. Don't worry, her parents aren't as ruthless would-be-in-law as in a fiction novel.

Stop it! That was what had now come to Cleire's mind. If they did not wake the two men, they would have been in bed.

Plakk! The sound of a slap that was now actually startling Cleire. The girl was instantly on guard by hiding behind the door. He thought it was a romantic scene, didn't he? It's quarrel.

"Don't go too far, Ar! Don't be so happy!" Cleire could hear Clara's clasping. Wah ... The courage also snapped at an Ar.

"I'm sorry, aren't I? I didn't mean it, Cla. I can't control myself when I'm angry."

Getting angry? What makes Ar angry?

"You're selfish, Ar. I can't be with someone whose heart isn't for me."

Clara's heart was already made sick by Ardrich's rude attitude that was so worried about Cleire back then. Can Clara see if the man still loves Cleire so much. Maybe he's just a runaway because Cleire chose to be with Chris.

The newly arrived Max pinched astonished at the presence of the peeking Cleire. Out of curiosity he stood behind Cleire and bounced his head inside. It made Cleire who turned her head up surprised instead of playing until she accidentally fell.

The accidental incident finally resuscitated the two people inside. Clara seemed frozen, while Ardrich immediately ran up to her sister.

"I'm sorry, Miss." Max did not expect this little thing could shock a Cleire.

Max was confused, he did not dare to touch Cleire. Fortunately Ardrich came and held her, and sat her down on the sofa.

"Go, Max."

"How does it feel?! That's what it's like to eavesdrop." Cleire pouted with the elder brother's words. Not eavesdropping, just absorbing information!

"It looks like my leg is sprained" Cleire said, massaging her ankle slowly.

Ardrich clucked. "Next time don't wear heels. Good thing only sprained, if broken?" Patently the man gave a massage on Cleire's legs. No matter how annoying his sister was, he loved Cleire so much.

Clara who was still there was back in tightness. He should know himself. He and Cleire were different. Not to mention Ardrich was not an ordinary person like him. See Cleire, very compatible with Ardrich. Beautiful and kind, very suitable to soften Ar's hard heart.

"I'll get you a drink."

"Shut up here!" Ardrich disagreed, but Cleire had already covered her mouth with a hand. "Thank you, Cla. Sorry troublesome. I want hot chocolate."

Clara smiled forcefully. "Good."

After Clara left, Ar took Cleire's hand off her mouth. The man looked at his sister. "What are you planning."

"You guys really together? Why not bring her home?"

"I don't know," he answered hesitantly. He chose to massage Cleire's legs again.

"Stupid! You're not serious anyway?!" Don't tell me Ar's just playing around.

"Say I don't know ya don't know!" He still cannot understand himself. Interest is there, but can not yet interpret what is love or not.

"Jeez, Ar. Which woman survives without certainty. If you don't like to stop bothering him. Don't give hope that ends in hurt." Ardrich did not answer.

"Take it off. I'm right here with you. I'm willing to accompany your life by your side." Ardrich looked up to hear Cleire's interrupting speech. Cleire's face was made so dramatic. He roughly rubbed Cleire's face until it turned flat.

"You're going crazy?"

"Gee!" He carried the man's sturdy shoulder. "Your heart is completely frozen. It's only fitting to be single at the age of 29 years," he said.

"Not self-conscious. If Chris isn't reckless, even now you're single."

"Because he has the ass! Not like you're so planless." Still not self-conscious. Brother sister is not much different.

"His natural woman is pursued, not pursued! Don't be a sissy!" It seemed like today Cleire had become an expert on love.

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