The Hundred Thousand Woman
The Part 15

Veila sighed with both eyes closed. It has been almost fifteen minutes he was in the dressing room which is fairly narrow, even though the process of trying on his wedding dress only takes no more than five minutes. For some reason, it feels like Veila doesn't want to get out of here. Too comfortable maybe, or indeed someone who is waiting for him behind the curtain there, is not who he is. It would be better if she went to try on this wedding dress accompanied by madam Hovers alone, it was better than having to trouble Leo who had a date appointment with her lover.

Wilson Alexander Hovers is a bitch! How could he not tell Veila straight away if he could not go to the boutique? Man is a hobby once troublesome others—Leo for example. If you only go to boutiques located in the city center, Veila can also be alone. Like this, he even felt bad for Leo.

Once again for a while, Veila refocused her attention on her reflection in front of the mirror. This wedding dress looks right on her body, making the curves of the body in certain areas slightly protruding and may attract several pairs of eyes. Though Veila was half-dead to hide the curves of her body by always wearing oversized clothes. At least Charlie assumed that Veila was an unbodied woman. If Charlie knew that Veila had a beautiful and ideal body, perhaps the man would have fucked Veila, by force of course.

There is no flush of happiness emanated on the look of his face, whose face appears to be a tired and tasteless sirat.

Getting married is the dream of everyone, including Veila. The woman had always dreamed of always wearing a beautiful bridal outfit, but in the moment when all that had materialized, there was no happy smile or happy feeling in her heart.

No one expected this marriage, neither she nor Wilson. And also, if she later succeeded in conceiving Wilson's child, of course, according to the contract, he and Wilson will end this marriage and custody falls entirely on the man. Surprisingly, he was just his son Wilson's printing machine, and after that, without being given a chance to raise his son, he was thrown out.

For some reason, Veila even hopes if she does not get pregnant quickly. You know, parting with your own child is the hardest thing. Veila was not ready to part with her son, the flesh and blood she had been carrying for nine months. Giving Wilson full custody, that's very unfair. This time God heard his prayer.

"Miss, it's been fifteen minutes, shouldn't you have to go out? Pity your future husband to wait a long time, maybe his legs feel sore because it stands still." The employee spoke softly to Veila. Not meant anything, just that Veila had been in this dressing room for too long, and all she did was stare at the reflection in the big mirror.

I think Veila wanted to say, she's not my husband-to-be. The man was merely an accomplice to Wilson Hovers, who innocently liked to rampage behind his superior, but could not resist all of Wilson's orders. Ah, if Veila doesn't remember Leo having a date, maybe she still wants to be in the locker room. Veila nodded, assenting and according to what this female employee said.

"Please judge for the dress, sir." The officer said while pulling the curtain from outside. Making the curtain that had been tightly closed was finally wide open, revealing the figure of Veila who was now bowing her head with a wedding dress attached to her body.

Leo Zhang, where is he?

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"After the meeting, you have a schedule of lunch together with business associates from Germany. Later in the day, you will visit to monitor the projects in Los Angeles. Oh, by the way this is your last visit to LA because after this Leo Zhang will take over your duties. After your visit to LA there's a final meeting scheduled for seven p.m., and then a dinner with a local business associate." The words of his secretary, Jack, didn't Wilson hear much. The schedule was already too dense, even for breathing alone it was difficult. In front of Jack, Wilson opened his black suit, then rolled up his shirt arms and stretched his neck muscles.

"That lunch could you cancel, Jack? I have no taste to join in and laugh when I don't want to laugh. And, I also have a personal schedule after this. You can take my place for lunch with them, if you want," he said, with a hand that now moves open the top two buttons of his shirt.

Jack was slightly below Leo. The sequence is like, Wilson is a boss who has full power, Leo is an accomplice of his trust, then Jack is his loyal secretary. The two men have an important role in the company, and sometimes often replace Wilson, although Leo is more frequent and it makes Jack jealous.

Hearing his boss' words Jack's eyes sparkled. "Yes, I certainly want to replace you," replied Jack excitedly, when else try to have lunch with a rich man? This business associate from Germany is a young and beautiful woman. Whoa ... It was a rare opportunity for Jack.

"Good, I like people like you, Jack. Then—" Wilson stopped to glance at the circular rolex in his left hand. "—I'll go now," he continued. Not allowing his shirt or putting his black suit back on, Wilson simply walked out of his room.

Wilson was not troubled by the hungry gazes of the female employees in his office. Wilson with the top two buttons of the shirt that opens successfully makes his manly aura more outward. Unbeknownst to him, his employees have branded his boss as the hottest man in the office. Had a wife still been approached, especially if Wilson was still alone? Perhaps many women are in droves to deliver their CVs to this office when the official website issued a statement about the recruitment of new employees.

As already memorized by the ins and outs of his office building, with eyes that focus on the screen on the phone, the man's feet still stepped. And then, he immediately put his phone back in his pants pocket and switched to taking his car keys.