THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
Chapters. 150. Don't hurt Leo, Again!

A few days ago, Damian and Teresha went back to meet Leo. They said they were ready to give a sister to the teenager. And Leo, the 16-year-old, no longer slows down his parents' plans.

It was enough he tested the two people who had made him exist. The sooner they unite, the sooner Teresha gets busy with Damian. That's what Leo thought.

And, it doesn't feel like time just passes. Now, Damian and Teresha's marriage is just a matter of hours, less than twenty-four hours, both Leo's parents will return to say the sacred promise of marriage.

A flurry of activity has been seen at the orphanage since yesterday morning. The back garden of the home, in magic became the place where Damian would return to marry Teresha.

Meanwhile, today also Edward invites his wife to go home to the orphanage. Edward did not want Laura to be too tired, so the day before the event, they would stay at the orphanage.

“Where's Leo?” Edward asked Bagas who was watching the workers of one of the Wedding Organizers sent by Damian.

“It seems to be chatting with miss, boss.” Bagas pointed to another corner of the park, where Leo was sitting with his older brother.

Edward looked at the direction his subordinates were pointing at, the man nodded his head.

In the place where they were sitting, Laura now leaned her head on the shoulders of the sister. The usual thing they do, if they feel sad.

For some reason, Laura's heart became very sad. It is not the sister who is getting married. The woman was afraid that, after this marriage, Leo would leave the parlor and go with his parents.

“What's up? Did brother Ed hurt brother?” The young man asked, knowing that his brother was sad.

The woman shook her head.

“Son's just missing the moments we used to. Spend the afternoon with mom. Then sleep threesome in mom's room.” Laura breathed out slowly.

“I miss too. But everything can't come back.”

Laura nodded. “Dek... will you come with your parents after they get married?”

Leo sighed slowly. He never even thought about it.

“For now, no kak.”

Hearing the sister's reply, Laura then straightened her body.

“Why?”

“I asked them to make me a sister. So, I don't want to disturb them. Maybe if my sister had been there, I'd rethink staying with them.”

Laura nodded at the answer of her sister.

“You want to have a sister?”

Leo nodded. “Only one sibling, at least they both feel how to take care of a baby. They never took care of me when I was a baby, so let them know what it's like to be bothered by a baby.” The teenager chuckled, saying it was impossible to say if his goal was to reunite his parents to keep Teresha away from Edward.

Laura nodded back to hear the words of her sister. I don't know where the teenager got that kind of thinking.

“Is my nephew healthy?” Leo looked at the stomach of the brother.

Laura smile. Slowly his hand rubbed his own stomach.

“She's healthy. Too bad not to know the type of kela*minnya.”

“Indeed when can be caught?”

“Doctor's word after four months.” Obviously the woman to the sister. And Leo nodded.

Laura and Leo chatted again, until Edward came to them.

“Are you guys done? It's time for lunch.” Edward said as he showed an expensive watch on his wrist.

“Already. Come. your son wants to be bribed by his papi.” Laura stretched her right hand towards the husband. The man greeted while smearing his lips.

Laura's lips pursed. Her husband always knew if he was just reasoned to bring their baby.

“Alright, Mr Hugo. Young mistress Hugo wants to be treated to lunch by Mr. Hugo.” The woman walked ahead of her husband.

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Teresha arrived at the orphanage at exactly 5 p.m. As planned the woman will be staying at the parlor tonight. Damian will arrive tomorrow morning.

Teresha is welcomed by Laura. Edward's wife was deliberately waiting for the arrival of the mother of his sister, because he wanted to talk to the woman alone.

“What do you want to talk about, La?” Teresha asked, breaking the silence created between them, who were now sitting in the parlour's living room.

Laura sighed softly, before starting to speak.

“Please don't hurt Leo again, mbak. I already consider him my own sister. I never even wanted to reveal her true self. But destiny says something else. Your presence, requires me to reveal a secret that I've been wanting to keep.”

Laura lowered her gaze. The pregnant woman's two hands, clinging to her lap.

“Honestly, I want to be selfish. I don't want Leo to come with you. Because to me, she's my sister. But I can't be like that. Leo deserves to feel the affection of his biological parents.” Laura again. Suddenly his eyes warmed up, and were ready to shed tears.

Teresha grabbed Laura's fingers. Then grips. Made Laura look at the face of the woman who was the same age as her husband.

“Thank you, La. You love my son so much. You know, a few days after I left Leo in front of your house. I always come, make sure it's. Is it okay? Is she in love?”

Teresha paused her speech, she then pulled and let out her breath slowly.

“I was so relieved when I saw your parents loved my son so much. In fact, every day I pray that God will repay their kindness.” Another imbibing.

“I'm sorry I've troubled you guys. I love my son very much.” Sissy speech.

“If you love him, then why throw it away?” Laura said slowly. However, Teresha could still hear him.

“I just don't want Damian to know about the boy's whereabouts. I'm afraid Damian took my son. And keep her away from me.”

Laura removed her hand from Teresha's hand, and then grabbed her body.

“I beg you, take good care of Leo, madam. Just like all this time I was guarding him.”

Teresha nodded her head.

“But, if you hurt Leo again, I will not hesitate to separate you again.” Laura said, as their embrace slipped.

“Do you threaten me?”

Laura shakes.

“I am not threatening. But, this is a warning. You know who my husband is, right? I could've asked him to send Leo overseas, and closed your access to meet.”

Teresha swallowed her rough saliva. Laura's words sounded no joke.

“I promise, I will try not to hurt Leo. I want to make up for all of our time that we have never been through during these 16 years.”

“Yes, I hope, mbak keep saying mbak.”

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T. B. C