The Love of the Racer
Sweet Debates

"We're going to stay married." Jeaven spoke again. As if he did not care about Jesslyn's attitude that was far from friendly.

A quick slug accompanied Jesslyn's stern rejection for a number of times. Unlike a heart-flowering Shinta who was invited to be married by the Rama, the reaction of the woman was completely contrary to human expectations in general. There is anger in the space of the heart is more meraja lela.

"I beg you not to insist, Mr. Jeaven Allison." Jesslyn said no less forcefully as she clenched her hands together in front of her chest. "I'd rather not get married in my whole life than be your wife. Where's your conscience, huh? Verlin is your wife. You may want to drag me into your household's roof. It's like I'm gonna be a thorn in another woman's happiness."

Realizing that there was a tangled thread that had not been straightened, Jeaven cursed herself without being sliced. With a calm mind he rushed to give an explanation to shed misunderstandings.

"Me and Verlin are not getting married."

The phrase that sounded enough to make Jesslyn surprised and patted by a row of questions. He remembers seeing Jeaven and Verlin standing at the altar of the church and the priest for the wedding.

So, what is the reason why they did not get married? Should Jesslyn just believe what Jeaven said? Or maybe she should feel relieved and happy?

Unfortunately the hazel-pearl woman did not feel any change in her heart. The words of Jeaven were not necessarily successful in driving away his disappointment. There were too many cuts that the man had pinned into his feelings.

Occasionally Jesslyn's love is rejected by Jeaven without even considering it first. Spicy sentences are also not infrequently received to leave a piteous. Not to mention that the man was very easy to forget the incident that caused the woman's chastity to be taken away at that time.

"I won't ask you why you didn't get married. That's none of my business. And I still refuse your marriage invitation" Jesslyn said.

"We have to, Jesslyn." Jeaven was also not defeated.

"There's no reason for us to get married."

"Some, you're pregnant with my son."

A moment Jesslyn silently swallowed a word. Can't believe that Jeaven knew so soon about her pregnancy.

"You don't be so confident. This is another boy," Jesslyn denied while throwing her face while hiding the liquid that had flooded her eyes.

His memory suddenly returned to repeat the shadow of how he languished in passing the days so far. Although Bryan always paid gentle attention like a husband, but that was not what he wanted.

"This isn't your son. Ahk, shhh!" Jesslyn who was intending to reaffirm suddenly hissed softly while holding her stomach.

"You why?" Jeaven was worried.

"Sway. It's just a regular cramp!" Jesslyn slammed Jeaven's hand from her shoulder and landed her ass on the lip of the bed. He felt annoyed, at a time like this why the fetus was conceived as if to side with Jeaven.

Jeaven's stout body was brought together in front of Jesslyn. His pair of eyes looked at the beautiful face of the woman. "You suck at lying, Jesslyn" Jeaven said confidently. Her hands moved to form a gentle swab in Jesslyn's stomach. "He just protested."

In Jesslyn's heart, instantly acknowledging Jeaven's ability to read situations, she finally chose to give up instead of being embarrassed because her lies continued.

"Today Bryan was the one who always faithfully accompanied me through pregnancy. He always knew what I needed. His attention also made me comfortable. And you who just came with as good as his will force me to marry you. Don't you think while you talk?"

The sense of not receiving instantly envelops the heart. Jesslyn's praises for Bryan were like envious poisons. Although impressed calm but Jeaven is holding back the current jealous blaze.

"Don't get close to that guy." Jeaven's possessive attitude was beginning to show.

"Ck! Don't crazy! I'm even trying to open my heart to her" fierce Jesslyn. Feeling cramps in his stomach had disappeared he immediately stood up intending to leave the room because he really wanted to end the debate that occurred.

However, that desire must fail for many times. Jeaven suddenly pulled and directly attacked him with a kiss. The woman was shocked to death.

You're mine. Only mine.

Jeaven's heart screamed dislike. Jesslyn's words successfully pecked the flames of jealousy on her. The man was very angry when the name of another man continued to speak from the woman's lips. Moreover, the other man was Bryan whom he was very familiar with.

Jesslyn keeps thrashing, but it's useless. The lock of Jeaven's two burly hands robbed her of her wiggle room. Honestly, his heart seemed to want to explode because of the pounding of a horse race. Disrespectfully his body also brushed even though the anger was still there.

"Hmp .... Jeav! Hmp!"

Jeaven didn't even give Jesslyn a chance to say. The more vigorous the woman opened her mouth the deeper the man clenched and left a trail of salivary fluid.

Self-control is disappearing. A kiss that lasts gives a sensation of pulsation in the chest. Jeaven pressed Jesslyn's body until the two stuck together perfectly. It was as if she was afraid that she would get back away from him.

Seeing Jesslyn who was starting to run out of breath made Jeaven not have the heart. A wet kiss must end with force. But the man still wanted it longer.

Plaque!

"You're so disrespectful!" Hardik Jesslyn with a pair of eyes had already blocked furious.

However, the slap received as if it did not give a significant effect. Jeaven didn't even look grimacing in pain. His calm expression still wrapped around his beautiful face.

"Sorry."

"Sorry, sorry, sorry! That was all you could say after hurting my heart!"

"Don't get mad. You're pregnant."

Jesslyn was getting angry. It was easy for Jeaven to say that without feeling guilty. "You were so sassy to kiss me! So it's worth it if I'm angry!"

"You always wanted it, right? My kiss."

Jesslyn instantly dies a flea. Slowly his anger was shifted by shame. At a time like this why did Jeaven bring up his madness in the past?

The arrgg! Jesslyn wanted to tie Jeaven's mouth with a rope.

"That first! Now I'm not kissing you."

"I don't believe." Jeaven returns to provoke Jesslyn's emotions. He forbade the woman to be angry.

Basic Jeaven!

"Whatever."

"Didn't you love me anymore?" Jeaven started asking about Jesslyn's feelings.

Jesslyn turned her back to Jeaven, hiding her face. "Yes. My love is gone."

"You lied again, Jesslyn." Jeaven walked over and re-hugged the woman's body from behind.

Jeaven gently kissed Jesslyn's neck which immediately wriggled like a hot caterpillar. "You still love me, Jesslyn," she whispered, and now her kiss moved to her shoulder.

"That's not true." Jesslyn seemed to be working hard moving her tongue that felt heavy. While his body was frozen because of the actions of Jeaven who he thought was more naughty and aggressive.

The old Jeaven wasn't like this. Jesslyn said in her heart.

Jeaven immediately pulled the corners of her lips together and scored a smile when she noticed Jesslyn's nervousness. He kissed her shoulder again before saying "You must be hungry." The hand that was originally still tightly hugging her managed slowly. "I actually came to the room to take you out to eat, not to fight."

"I'm not hungry."

Kruyuuuk ...!

Jesslyn was immediately stuck when her tongue was lying but her stomach was telling the truth. Again he had to be ashamed.

The hiiish! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Why does it have to be like this? How humiliating! Jesslyn screamed in her heart.

However, quickly the woman mastered the situation. "Ehem! That was the sound of your stomach, not mine. Understood?!" He tried to stand up and accused Jeaven instead.

Unable to bear the shame, Jesslyn immediately passed from the room and of course Jeaven who had been trying to make a smile.

Until arriving outside the room, Jeaven immediately put on a hostile face with a sharp gaze. The figure that was in front of his eyes really ruined his mood.

Connect~~

Yuhuu .. in this chapter Jeaven the irritant speaks a little. Not what2 once2 ... For Jesslyn's sake she had to throw away that innate coldness.

Mu'uuuup once yes dulur-dulur, because Nofi kemarn can not up. The tick action continues. Jump over there jump in here. Even this was up the loop from the stairs.

Understandably, Nofi his person can not walk slowly. Going to the next room sometimes I like to run. Not to mention the legs if the road does not pack the eyes yes. Kick sanan kick it here. Apes dah barang2 in the house. The toes are often swollen.

What else is out of table sweets. Byoooh! Steady cuy! It feels like you want to mosquito tp gk can. Wkwkwkw..