The Cold Wife
Season 3 (92)

Without permission Violet and Dustin walked into Marvel's room. Violet is thrilled when she learns Marvel is married to her best friend. Therefore he immediately came and hugged Emilia warmly. "Congratulations, Em. Now you're officially my family."

Emilia returned the embrace was no less warm despite actually being shocked because of their impromptu arrival.

"Ah, it's good that you're my sister-in-law. My wish finally came true." Imbuh Violet increasingly tightened her embrace.

Dustin ignored them and chose to sit on the sofa with Marvel who was focusing on his macbook.

"Thank you for not hating me, Vio." Emilia.

Violet pulled away, then gave a sweet smile. "Till any time I won't hate you, Em."

Emilia smiled.

"How's that ice block, is he still cold in bed?" Violet's whisper that managed to make Emilia's face red was extinguished.

Seeing that Violet was also chuckling funny, because without any answer she already knew the answer was just looking from Emilia's face at this time. Spontaneous Marvel also looked. The man was astonished that his wife was smiling shyly with a blushing face.

Dustin's got a little thump. "So now you've decided to drop your heart on him?" Ask with a small grin.

Marvel gave a small snort while taking his eyes off his wife. Then looked at Dustin lazily. "He's the mother of my son."

"Classical reasons. What if there's still a woman out there giving birth to your child? You're gonna marry that woman too?" Dustin Ledek. "Our country has banned polygamy. Unless you secretly marry again."

Marvel didn't respond to him much. Because what Dustin said was just a joke. He realized that he was sleeping with only two women, Rose and Emilia. And Rose is dead, which means there's only Emilia. There is no other woman.

Dustin sighed. "What about the wedding?" Ask later.

Marvel was silent for a moment. "I don't think that's necessary." He stared at the wife who was chatting ria with Violet. "He doesn't want that, I'll do it if he wants to."

Dustin smiled amusedly. "When did you like it?"

Marvel looked at him sharply for not accepting the question just now. It seems that he is still unaware of his own feelings. Or maybe it's too much prestige to express that feeling.

Dustin nodded. "You haven't noticed it yet." The murmur was so small that Marvel couldn't hear it.

"Marvels." Call Violet. Spontaneous Marvel also looked. "Are you guys not going to have a reception?"

Marvel looked at his wife, and vice versa. "As far as he is."

Violet looked back at her best friend. "You hear me, he says it's up to you, Em. Come on, marriage is once in a lifetime. Just ask her for a fancy wedding. He will surely obey your wishes. The money won't run out even if you hold a seven-day, seven-night event."

Emilia snorted small. "I don't think it's necessary, this is enough."

Violet sighed in disappointment. "Well, I'd love to see you in a wedding dress. Then Noah will be your escort. Geez, must be adorable." The mummy had imagined it all.

But not for Emilia, she really did not want such a marriage. He just wants a simple marriage and does not involve many people. That's enough for him. It's just that he didn't dare to say his wish to the husband. He is very self-conscious, very self-conscious. He was married and he was very grateful.

Violet looked back at Marvel. "Hey, try persuading your wife. He doesn't want to have a fancy wedding. Or do we just make it simple? Only our family is watching, how?"

Emilia was surprised, she did not know why Violet could know the contents of her head at this moment. He looked at his husband to wait for an answer.

"Whatever." Marvel without distracting itself from the macbook. Spontaneous Violet smiled happily and looked back at Emilia.

"Look, he agreed. You want a simple wedding? I know you're ashamed to see so many people. At least have a small wedding. I'll make sure the show is closed and only family is present. How's it?" Violet asked so enthusiastically and expectantly. He really wants to see his best friend berselaman with a beautiful wedding gown.

Emilia nodded small. Violet screamed for pleasure and hugged her again. "He agrees, Marvel. We're having a simple party."

Marvel looked at his wife meaningfully, while the one being stared at did not dare to return that gaze.

After Violet and Dustin, Marvel cornered Emilia on the wall. Stripped him with a sharp look. Of course Emilia was frightened from feeling intimidated.

"Why didn't you tell me you wanted a simple wedding hem? Do you think I can't grant that to you?" Furious Marvel. Her pride completely falls when Violet decides about her marriage.

Emilia lowered her gaze, she did not dare to look at her husband directly. Marvel is getting angry.

"Gear me, Emilia." Rigorously. Emilia's reflexes looked at her even though she was timid. "Tell me, why would Violet tell me that?"

Marvel sizzled softly upon hearing his wife's reply. It is true what Emilia said, his fault for never asking about his wife's wishes about marriage.

Marvel's hand moved to pull Emilia's nape, then pressed her lips against her. Suck it deep. And it only lasted a few seconds.

"From now on, say whatever you want to me. Just me, Emilia. I can give you anything you want."

"Including your love?" Emilia in the heart. Of course he did not dare to say it blatantly because he thought it was outrageous to say it.

Marvel sipped her lips again, Emilia did not dare to refuse. And it looks so resigned. Marvel felt that even more deepened his kiss. Slowly Emilia's hand moved to touch her husband's chest, even her eyes closed along with the hotter kiss.

Slowly the kiss loosened and finally came off. Emilia took a deep breath with her chest up and down. Then the eyes of the two met as Emilia opened her eyes.

"What do you like about me?" Ask Marvel suddenly.

"Huh?" Emilia looked at him confusedly. That innocent face made Marvel unable to stand it and wanted to pounce on him right now. It's just that he doesn't want to do that for now. Still want to fuck his innocent wife.

"I'm asking you, what do you like about me? I know you like me."

Emilia involuntarily snorted bitterly because she felt Marvel was very narcissistic. Marvel is upset. "You're taunting me?"

Emilia who was aware immediately shook her head. "Absolutely not. I. I like you because you're handsome."

"Just because of that?" Emilia nodded small. "I want answers other than that."

Emilia looked at him confusedly. "Nothing else."

Marvel gave a sharp look, making Emilia even more cornered. "Okay, I answered. Because you're different from other men. You're hard to guess and your cold attitude intrigues me, "he replied lightning-fast.

Marvel smiled with satisfaction. "When have you been interested in me?"

Emilia breathed a heavy sigh. "From the first time I met you."

"Where?"

"In college, you won't remember me. I was always with Violet, but you never looked at me." Emilia replied again tucked in an annoyed tone there.

Marvel smiled faintly. "That's because you're too small, until I don't look at you."

"Because you love other women, that's the right answer." Errata Emilia was suddenly upset.

Marvel smiled in anguish. "So you're jealous now?"

"No." Emilia quickly turned her face away. Unfortunately, Marvel has pulled him back.

"Gear me." His order. Emilia looked at him lazily. "Say you love me."

Emilia. "I don't want to."

"Say the reason."

Emilia growled, wanting to scratch the sinless face of the man in front of her. "Because I just love Noah."

Damnit damnit! Marvel was defeated by his own son. Feeling annoyed, Marvel kissed Emilia's rough lips without any intention of letting go before Emilia was out of breath.

Emilia continued to push her chest as she began to run out of breath, but Marvel never let go. Until Emilia almost fainted, the man let her go. Emilia's body would have almost slipped if Marvel hadn't held her back.

With one move Marvel carried him and whispered in his ear. "That's punishment if you dare lie to me."

Emilia did not reply as she was still in shock and tried to normalize her breathing. Marvel was delighted to see his wife lose.

Marvel throws Emilia's body into the bed, then undresses herself. Sontak Emilia was shocked and inched back. "A__what do you want to do?"

"Make a sister for Noah" he answered without sin. Emilia was increasingly cornered and swallowed her saliva when she saw the heirloom of the husband that was sticking high as if ready to pound him. The pain last night just didn't go away. And now that guy wants to beat him up again?

Is he crazy?