The Married To Fierce Boss
The Part 71
Loralei's forehead shriveled while thinking. He forgot the last time he had his period. Every day is distracted by the caress of the husband, no matter whether it should come the month or not.
Loralei rubbed her chin while answering, “Perhaps because I had taken a pregnancy-preventing drug, so it makes menstruation too late.”
Ankie and Rona round their eyes together. “You weren't scolded by your husband?”
“Anged, crazy ... Which person like Agathias might be patient to face something that doesn't suit his wishes? Impossible!” Loralei was so passionate and confident when she gossiped about her husband. To the point of not realizing that what was being talked about was already standing behind him.
While Ankie and Rona quickly bow, letting Loralei face the boss.
“It seems like gossiping about me is endless, huh?” agathias said so flatly. He placed the tray in front of his wife, then sat down beside Loralei.
The man wore a slanted smile as he stared. “Why? Excited to talk about your own husband in front of your friends?”
Loralei gave a sweet scowl so that Agathias would not be angry and offended. “They ask, yes I answer as is true.”
Agathias chuckled with a stiff face. His burly hands ruffled Loralei's hair into disarray. “Eat, I get you two servings.” He pointed to a tray that contained more than any other employee.
Ankie and Rona gawk to see how attentive the famous boss fierce. Like not expecting that their CEO can be sweet even though the face remains flat and stiff.
“Loralei ruffled her hair, I got her heart hit,” Ankie clawed. He exhaled as he held back when he watched Agathias give his friend some attention.
“If you know the boss can be that careful with women, I also want to be his wife,” chirped Rona. He was one of hundreds of employees who hated the fierce nature of the CEO. But, after seeing Loralei treated well, gone was the bad image of the boss annoying.
Agathias glanced at the cynical two friends of Loralei. “Unfortunately, I do not want to make you my wife.”
Ankie pats Rona on the back. “Sabar, yes ... only Loralei can conquer the boss.”
Rona lowered her head and covered her face using one hand. “Too me.”
Agathias was just holding his head. It is fitting that his wife behaves uniquely, apparently associating with people of a strange nature as well.
“I'm sorry my husband, he can't be joked, less fun.” Loralei pinched Agathias's arm, though not the slightest bit of skin could be reached as it was covered by a shirt and suit.
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Days change. Loralei's hand continued to rub against the bulging stomach. Once felt, the part is indeed tight, not like fat. He stared at the reflection in the mirror in the bathroom.
The woman was tracing from top to bottom, the difference in her body. “Which is getting bigger seems like just my stomach, arms and legs is not.” He lowered. “Am I really pregnant?” muttered.
“Sayang .. are you okay? Why so long?” Agathias knocked on the door. Permission to urinate, but have not come out also up to thirty minutes.
“Iya, briefly.” Loralei quickly buttoned her husband's shirt. She loved to sleep in Agathias's clothes, feeling more comfortable.
“How long was it?” ask Agathias. He immediately checked Loralei's entire body from top to bottom when the woman had come out, worried that something bad happened because thirty minutes of urination was unnatural.
“I reflect, see this.” Loralei pulls up the top of the shirt that initially closes up the thigh, and now shows her distended stomach. “Take delivery to the doctor, huh? I fear something is wrong. After I felt it, it was tight, not sagging like fat.” He drew Agathias' hand to touch. “Iya, right?”