The Hundred Thousand Woman
The Part 68

She and Veila talked a lot. Actually Veila did not want to tell Wilson his whole life for fear that in the future it would be a boomerang for himself.

However, unexpectedly, Wilson is a man who is good at fishing, making Veila inevitably slip-up tell of his gloomy life. However, from the length of their story last night, there was one question that did not get an answer.

The question is simple, Wilson just asks, did Veila put feelings on Leo? However, instead of the satisfactory answer he received, he only found a sweet smile from Veila.

A smile that he could not understand. At that time Wilson really showed his jealous side, but Veila did not respond to the side he put out, making his heart burn violently.

Actually today Wilson can breathe a sigh of relief because there is no plane with Leo because the man came home a few hours later than the airline. At least he can move freely without having to worry about the closeness of the two people - Veila and Leo.

Indeed, regret always comes last, and now he is feeling it. He should not have always told Leo to come to Veila when she hurt his heart and physique. And as he was thinking about that closeness, Veila's voice asking Wilson to give way blew his daydream.

The woman had just returned from the toilet on the plane and was now asking Wilson carefully to give him a little way to get in and get back to his seat.

Feeling that Wilson had not paved the way at all and given him more access, Veila began to sigh slowly. If it is like this, of course, he must walk around in order to be able to sit back in his chair. It seems, Wilson intentionally did that because his evil side re-emerged.

However, who would have thought, when his body had already turned to the opposite route, Veila's wrist was attracted, making him fall over Wilson's thigh with both eyes enlarged.

"You-" Veila was about to move on, and certainly Wilson was unwilling to let Veila go from the top of her thigh.

"It's a public place" Veila muttered in an extremely small voice, just like a whisper.

Instead, Veila's words just now managed to make Wilson encouraged to continue to hold Veila and ask her a question. "What was most memorable in your heart during your two days in Paris?"

Not wanting to think long, Veila also answered honestly. "Walking with Leo of course. She took me to fashion week, bought me good food, took me to all kinds of good places to take pictures"

"I even bought you clothes! Was that not an effective deal? We've both even seen the fireworks festival to the end" Wilson said.

For him, the memories Leo had spent several hours with Veila were not worth the memories he made. Hearing that, Veila's eyes blinked a few times, and soon afterwards immediately replied, "It also includes a treatise, but isn't the context different?"

Rejected not to accept Veila's answer, Wilson immediately hooked the seatbelt he had been wearing, locking both of them into a tight seatbelt. Of course Wilson's treatment made himself get a slap on the back of the hand where at that time both hands were circling Veila's stomach.

Not hearing fully, Wilson immediately released the safety, then began rubbing Veila's stomach that had not shown any significant changes and began to apologize to his prospective children in there.

"Well, I want to kiss baby Hovers, but I can't seem to ...." Wilson deliberately ended his sentence with a longer tone and a distorted view in the other direction.

Hearing Wilson's complaint just now, Veila was moved to respond, "Your son isn't even perfectly formed in there yet and it still takes another eight months to be born. I see, you love your son, therefore be patient for a little while longer until your son is born with cheeks and lips that―"

"Because that's." Wilson smiled towards Veila meaningfully and continued. "Let me kiss your cheeks and lips first so that right now, my future son can feel it. I once read an article on the internet that explained if a child who was in the womb would feel what his mother felt. I know you're not stupid and can understand what I mean."

In fact, Wilson's words just made Veila speechless. It's true what the man said, but it doesn't have to be a kiss, right?

Veila shook her head, causing Wilson to come back quickly, "I just want to give my son a kiss through you instead of kissing you! Cih, so stingy. Though just lending lips—”

Plaque!

Wilson's eyes widened as his left cheek was rewarded with a slap from Veila. Can Wilson catch if the current two eyes Veila already teary, almost crying.

"Hundred thousand of your dollars is still you think cheap turned—“ and after that Veila really cried, make Wilson berlabakan himself and remembered the article that he had read when he first knew the pregnancy Veila.

Pregnant women are sensitive, but Wilson does not understand sensitive according to pregnant women. Not only that, now some people began to pay attention to the two of them, making Wilson say through his eyes if all this was not a serious problem that needed to be interfered with by strangers.

"Cup, cup ... Stop crying or your child will be a whiny later," said Wilson, trying to calm down by patting the top of Veila's head. "And it's not good for the baby Hovers baby, honey, I mean, Veila," he continued, almost flirting with Veila with affectionate calls.

Not having much sense in calming Veila, the man immediately kissed the woman's cheek many times, like removing a trace of tears left on the cheek. Until finally, his lips met the surface of the lips belonging to the second wife, and began to give a soft kiss in order to calm down which at the same time diverged towards its main purpose since then - hate the beer Veila.

'I love my son, and his mother, of course.'

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