The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 55 - Love Cannot Be Forced

If previously, Sean was made nervous when he first entered the company lobby. Today, Zean felt the same way. Not nervous about being scolded by Sean's boss, but he's worried that his body will come home incomplete later that night.

Just for the sake of following Sean's wishes to make Nathalia cry blood at the end of their marriage, Zean had to plunge into the field like this. Accustomed to a job that relies on the brain and thinking, now he has to use his muscles and accuracy.

Just like Sean needs to be directed, Zean does too. The first day they had argued because Zean was confused how to patch the tires how. Sean only worked in a small workshop with makeshift equipment, and this was really torturous.

"Just tell me how, Sean .. I've tried twice, the guy's back again."

He complained, this really frustrates Zean. The first customer, but Zean's heart was completely muddled and eager to throw words of pearl at the adult women he believed were the mothers in this complex.

"Repeat the way you did it, something must be wrong .. Make sure there's no air coming out and you put it again, Zean."

"Augh!! It's so annoying to work like this .. how much do you really pay?"

Even though he nags, Zean still follows Sean's orders. While the owner of the bike was sitting sweetly staring at him, either amazed by Zean's handsome or middle make sure the motorcycle tire does not burn in the man's hand.

"Patience, Zean .. You once said, love your job then everything will be easy."

It seems that from today Zean will deny that. In fact, he can't force love into this kind of emotionally draining work.

"Hett your bullshit, Sean ... This has been patched up again, so what?"

Long enough he struggled, even his hands felt sore because he continued to push himself. For this time he believes it has succeeded, it is in accordance with Sean's orders and if later it is still leaked as well, then the wrong is the tire.

"You're senile or how, like, Ze .. fill the wind and make sure tid_"

"Yes, relax I understand."

Sean let out a long sigh, it seemed that Zean's intelligence was indeed not mere nonsense. However, the man was born with a million intelligences and was able to learn things quickly.

Some moments did sound calm, but a loud bang sounded. That of course makes Sean's focus split, he worried if his brother was hit or had a work accident.

"Zeanis? What's going on?"

Samar is heard in Sean's ear, the voice of a woman who is cursing at his brother. The man listened carefully and a short while later he concluded that Zean had made a mistake.

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"Where the hell? Like an apprentice, why did my tires blow like this."

This is what happened, Zean for too long and it seems like the tire has been thinned until it ends up being destroyed so. Zean stiffened his jaw and looked at the woman vexedly, this was the first time he was considered so stupid as to even be branded as a useless man.

"If you don't stop mending!! You are suitable for work in the salon, haircut there .. my nyesel came here!!"

"I'm sorry, I'll compensate you for the loss."

It's hard to control Zean's tongue for good speech in this moment. As much as possible he tried to solve the problem so as not to tail too long.

"Replace what? Your work is just like this .. remember yes, even if your face looks like Nathalia Velova's husband I'm not sure the account is the same,"

Shit, someone noticed his appearance. Zean could not use his money power at this moment, it was obvious that he was worried that this woman was getting suspicious. Forced, he had to pretend to be poor, even though he had tried and made his clothes deliberately dirty to look dirty and not too obvious.

"I got some money left over yesterday, so this is enough, Mom?"

Zean reached into his pants pocket, it just so happened that he had some shards that he totaled to a hundred thousand. Complete is already Zean's disguise, with money tangled and rinses so clearly no one would have thought if he was a conglomerate in this country.

"Udah gave thousands, shabby again. Ckckck young man of today, look aja dyeduliin," upset woman passed and asked for help someone who could take his motorbike to another workshop.

"Curried? I've just been insulted now?" Zean couldn't believe what he was going through right now.

Accustomed to a perfect life and all admiring it, Zean is distressed when he first feels how sharp the woman's mouth is in reflecting on her flaws.

While across the street, Sean was enjoying what had happened to Zean as entertainment. Apparently, not only was Nathalia mentally depressed until she locked herself in the room, now Zean also affected.

"Hahaha it's okay, Zean .. You'll get used to it later."

"The pesky goat .. shut up, it's not funny at all" said Zean before ending his phone call.

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Far from the existence of Zean or Sean, by the afternoon Nathalia had just dared to come out. Last night he was crying because Sean lost his social media account. It was not without reason, starting from Nathalia who was reluctant to follow Sean's orders to stop uploading things about him.

With no threat and no cue at all, Nathalia's account with the followers of a dozen million was lost in the swallow of the earth. Obviously it made him depressed and even avoided all calls from the director and his colleagues due to Sean messed up last night.

"Sir, where's lunch today?"

"Loh, said Tuan no need to cook, Non."

"Damn it!! What does your mom want!!"

Nathalia clenched her hands, why did Zean suddenly become such an antagonist, he thought. He who is sick of deciding to come to Zean to the office, I don't know what reason the man who always prevents him to just fill the stomach.

- To Be Continue -

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