Trapped BI*Crazy Widow
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Restaurant xxxxxxx

Manhattan

20.10 nights.

A restaurant xxxxxxx in downtown Manhattan, between the dark sky and the thick night.

When all the couples are seen releasing a lot of longing and a million joys, Yash is seen tightening his jaws, the man is moving quickly out of his car, anger is actually evident from behind his Face, the, the wife's request today continues to urge her to meet the girl of her choice.

The girls? that's right.

His eyeballs traced the restaurant in front of him, he looked for a table that his wife ordered with a feeling of annoyance, the male's eyeballs look flushed, red, it was as if he was ready to spill his anger this time as well if not ashamed of himself.

In one corner of the chair there was a girl waiting for someone while squeezing her hands tightly together, anxiety hit her.

Actually he did not want to meet the man who was the husband of Madame Khalid in a state of dressing up, his impression was as if he wanted this marriage and hoped to be the wife of a man who said his name was Yash Khalid.

But Madame Khalid sent a makeup artist and also clothes that were too good for her on the grounds that she needed to get a little dressed up.

She wants to protest and tries to contact Khalid's mistress, but the makeup artist gets in her way and says all is well, she has to trust the magic performance in her hands.

And now he looked at the man standing on the other end who was walking his feet toward him.

Concerns and panic clearly hit him.

*****

On the other hand

"What?"

Hana clearly stiffened as she heard the woman before her saying.

"Didn't you send clothes and makeup artists to Alessia? the man in the form of a woman dressed Alessia and gave clothes that are slightly unsightly, is not this a meeting to accept marriage? why do I feel like my niece is going to be sold to a striped-nose boy?"

the woman in front of Hana asked while staring dislikefully at her, Hana could see the woman looked so angry at this moment.

Hana was obviously shocked to death there must have been a mistake here.

"I've never done it, I think it's for sure...."

Hana hung up her sentence quickly.

Oh God.

As fast as lightning Hana grabbed the phone in her bag, she tried to contact something while trying to hold back the turbulent feelings in her heart.

She thought if Diana had known her plan?!.

"Erlan, where are you?"

He spoke after hearing her call being picked up by someone across the street.

******

Back to restaurant xxxxxxxx

city centre.

Yash's eyeballs stared intently at the young girl before him, with a feeling of anger she tried to suppress all her patience this time around.

The man folded his hands while watching the girl in front of him from the tip of his foot to the tip of his head.

Yash thought what his wife saw from the young girl in front of him.

With the age of young Se what to expect?!.

The girl was obviously very young, older than her daughter Pinkan and younger than her son Kallan, she had no idea what her wife saw from the snot girl before her even her makeup and appearance really made Yash uncomfortable.

She's like a girl of the night.

Hana must have lost her mind.

Inner Yash.

In addition to her annoying makeup, Yash can already guess this child may even look for money alone certainly can not, lest he sell his pride to survive all this time.

He is not the type of person who likes to be bad, but seeing from the appearance of the figure in front of him who wants to marry him and accept his wife's offer, obviously it was done because of money.

Girls this age obviously need money for fun, fun, partying and having fun.

Forced her to marry a girl who was so young and immature, who was clearly almost as old as her son, and only slightly older than her daughter.

Just be right.

Even the girl in his view was not clear of her origin as well.

Just because his wife was worried if he died and Yash would marry just any woman.

"Dear, you know? it's not that easy for me to turn around, you know how my character is, right?"

Yash spoke in a dislike tone at the unreasonable request of his wife.

How could it be just because the doctor said his time was not long, his wife wanted him to marry in the near future to her chosen girl.

Moreover, he is not a man who easily turned away, he is the type of loyal man who is consistent with one woman only first.

"You are a normal man, having an orgasm, men and women are clearly different, when women can resist the temptation of orgasm, most men can't Yash, I don't want you to sin"

His wife spoke quickly, his eyeballs as if saying a great wish about what was his last wish, he touched Yash's face while staring at her husband's eyeballs in a teary state.

"But I never thought about marrying again until the end"

Yash spoke while shaking his head.

"If Dian insists on asking you to marry her with your wishes, are you sure you will reject Mama's request?"

His wife asked quickly, trying to take her hand off her face

"Darling..."

"I told you, you can't refuse, right? therefore marry Alessia, for my sake, for the sake of the Children, for the sake of our marriage which Dian would never have among us"

Said his wife again.

"Ma..."

"If not, let's not see each other again forever"

Instantly his wife tried to throw away his gaze, a little disappointed when her husband refused her will.

"Ma..."

Yash tries to touch his wife's shoulder slowly.

"Go home"

the woman said with her hoarse voice.

In the end Yash could only remain silent, unable to get his words out.

And now here he is, trying to meet the girl recommended by his wife, the girl who became his wife's choice.

Yash thought the young girl before him must have influenced his wife.

If not how could his wife choose a girl who is not even known who her family is.

And again the usual girl of that age must have hidden intentions secretly if you want to marry a man who has a wife.

"Tell me, how much money are you asking me to refuse my wife's will?"

Yash asked then in his cold and flat tone.

Hearing Yash's words, Alessia was seen staring at the man in front of her for some time.

He squeezed his palm slowly with millions of sad feelings hitting him.

"Say me how much do I have to pay for pela..cur like you to stay away from our lives?"

Yash again.

The girl lowered her head, she tried to hold back her tears from falling down the back of her hand.

Saila..cur?!.

This is the first time someone has dubbed her with words that can kill her heart.

*****

As low as that is me?!.

Even a prostitute has a reason to sell herself.

You are too early to draw conclusions, do not see the sad murat of your interlocutor.

Everyone has a life and can't we just be quiet without having to say hurtful words?!.

Alessia.