The Missed Whore (Emperor Transmigration )
Being a Standby Dad.

With his face and clothes full of flour, Prince Jagger brought the food he cooked himself into the room. Although he failed several attempts and made some bad bread, Santos said the last bread was a little good. Let it! The important thing is that it can still be eaten.

"Darling, I'm coming. The food is ready"

Jagger's spirit stopped when he saw Eleena's eyes sitting on the rocking chair closed. Eleena was holding their sleeping son in her arms. "Santos, bring me my painting tools. I want to capture this most beautiful sight."

Santos went running, he was afraid of getting punished again. The last sentence is like a death sentence. Yep! The death penalty, Zarema was a trained bodyguard like her, the woman's character was harsh and did not want to lose. From now on how should he face that hard woman as his wife?!

"It is better to live celibate than to be with a woman with a man-like nature!" gerutu Santos when he returned to the room of the Madam carrying painting tools in both hands.

"Curtain! You're too confident! Who wants to be with you! You are the bad luck of my life! It's all your fault, why are you hypnotized and let your guard down! All of this is because of you! Please keep asking the Prince to cancel our wedding!"

"Your mouth is! My life will be like hell!" Santos did not want to serve Zarema's curse again and went into the room.

Zarema growled, "If we get married, I'll eat your body until your bones are left alone! You heard it was a sissy!"

"Fighting somewhere else! The Madam and the little Prince were sleeping!" snapped Zack.

"You too as my brother why let me marry that fierce man! Zack, help me!"

"Zarema, who would dare to defy the Prince's orders? I'm sorry, but I'm more loyal to the Prince than to you" Zack shrugged his shoulders.

The other bodyguards chuckled amusedly at every hearing of the commotion between Zarema and Santos, more precisely comforted by the behavior of the two men.

Zarema's face darkened, she came out in annoyance.

"Why do you always fight with Zarema, you're getting married. Wouldn't it be better to start getting closer to each other" Jagger said.

Santos was silent.

"You didn't hear me? Make my life an experience, women always want to be understood. You as a man should be more relented, get the heart of your future wife."

"Prince, can you overturn his punishment?"

"I'm going to marry that woman," Santos shook his head weakly sighing softly then walked out of the room still with his chaotic thoughts.

The corner of Jagger's lips was pulled upwards, it had been a long time he wanted to marry off one by one his bodyguards finally the chance arrived. How could he possibly back off and cancel her?

Jagger began to fix his painting tools, began sweeping brushes on the canvas. His eyes occasionally looked at Eleena and the little Prince on the chair, for an hour at the speed of his hands finally the painting was completed.

"That's pretty.." his murmur stared at the perfection of the object he was painting.

"What is beautiful? Akh! My body's cramping..."

Eleena woke up in pain as she moved her legs, probably due to picking up their older son with a fat body.

Prince Jagger put a brush in his hand, half running directly holding Prince Axlone. "Slow down just stretch your body, baby."

The fat body of Prince Axlone wriggling in his father's arms, he opened his small eyes slowly. Her lips rolled with wet eyes. "Oeeeeeeee.. oeeekkk.." the little guy cried.

"Jagger! Why make her cry?! You!"

"Why am I wrong again?" grouse Jagger.

"So I was wrong?"

Jagger mispronounced, he ran out before Eleena got angry again.

"Jagger! Where you going?"

"Give our son su su! He looks hungry!" jagger's reply was heard from outside the room.

"He's become a standby father, haha..."