Trapped in Love Widower Playboy
Trapped Love Widower Playboy.24

Joelyn came out of the villa area with a slight limp. His legs are slightly sprained because of the cold man who unfortunately always ran in his brain asking to be conquered.

"Damn!" his his hiss while stroking his jaw which still feels hot.

After walking a long way, Joelyn stopped at the edge of the sidewalk. Hope there is a taxi that accidentally passed or strayed in this direction.

Well, even though he knows it's just hope. Because starting from 5 kilometers before the taxi is prohibited to pass around here. To pass through the private villa area around here, taxis must have a delivery permit when on the border of public roads.

"See, I'm gonna make that woman run down the ridge from your side Ace. I won't stay silent!" it means full of emotion.

Tin... Tin... The sound of the car horn shocked the woman. He took a quick glance, then rolled his eyes panted when he saw the figure of the man he did not even know was winking mischievous eyes at him.

"Where are you beautiful?!" The man's temptation was accompanied by a perverted look.

Joelyn scanned at a glance, looking at the man was not too bad either. Maybe his age is not much different from Ace around 40's.

No response from Joelin. The man did not give up. In his brain, perhaps he had imagined these hot scenes along with this beautiful woman before him. It was nice to warm up his bed, and make him forget a little about his wife at home.

"You want to be together?! I have villas around here. It looks like you're exhausted," bargained the man with a mischievous smile.

"May, but I had a little trouble walking. My legs are like sprains, "Joelyn replied gently like a plain face playing her part.

The car door was open. The figure of the man looks shorter than Ace's height, from behind the shirt the man was wearing also looks a little fatty stomach.

Good thing not bloated, inner Joelyn.

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Since the sound of knocking on the door, also accompanied by a noise from the bell that continuously sounded. Araya also opened her eyes.

He saw Ace walking towards the door to open it himself. Ace's pillow face made Araya involuntarily smile thinly. It turned out that the man would rather open it himself than disturb his sleep.

Is that guy really this kind of understanding?

Long enough Ayara saw Ace standing on the door leaf. The door was not even left perfectly open and was still held by hand.

Actually who's coming?

Ayara's steps approached, and she was choked when she saw the figure of a boy entering through the opening of the door that Ace opened slightly for her to enter.

The boy's suitcase is also pushed in by Ace, and replaced by the boy to push him with difficulty.

His maternal instincts were immediately moved. Ayara approached the boy, then asked him to shut up. Ayara helps pull the suitcase that is not too big for adult size into the room.

"Wait here, baby! You must be tired. Is she hungry too?" asked Araya attentively. He took off the shoes that the boy was using, and immediately changed Alex's shirt with a slightly thin shirt so that he did not get angry.

Alex nodded softly in response to Araya's question. Those little eyes looked so curious about this beautiful, friendly figure. Usually if his mother asks him to interfere with the comfort of his father who is with someone, he must be stared cynically and angry if not in front of his father.

"Auntie look at your father for a second, we don't have any food here. Aunty almost starved last night," confided Ayara with a small ruckus and stroked Alex's head, "Just a moment, yes" she said.

After getting a nod of agreement from the child in front of him this. Ayara rushes out of the room, and accidentally does not close the door so Alex can get out if he does not want to wait.

Ayara searches for Ace's whereabouts but is nowhere to be seen inside the villa. Given that there was a son of the man, it was likely his wife as well, right. He peeked out from the glass covered by the curtain.

Ace's treatment of the woman Ayara still considered the man's wife was enough to stiffen her. Ace was very rough, and did not even hesitate to slap firmly.

Ayara knew Ace was saying something bad to the woman, which was evident from the way the woman stared in fear, nodded stiffly, then went away from the villa area on foot.

"You peeking?" look at it with a complicated look.

"A-I just accidentally saw," Ayara replied.

His voice trembled slightly as it held back the fear. He did not even think that this man who looked ridiculous and behaved arbitrarily turned out to be so rude with a woman.

"You must have seen it. Are you afraid of me now?" said Ace in a low voice fixed in front of Ayara's face, "It's good if you know fear me. That means you just need to know not to refute my words anymore, Aya."

Ace held his breath not to laugh when getting a nod of his head from Ayara.

There was also a good thing that the woman came to mess up.

"Smart girl." Ace leads Ayara to immediately move from where she stands, "Where is Alex?"

"Alex?!" ask Ayara confused.

"That kid, where is he now?"

"He's in the room. I took him there to rest. Ace, bi-can you go out for a while to buy him something to eat." Ayara said slightly stammered with hesitation to tell the man.

Ace looked so creepy when he looked at the woman earlier. With his wife alone he can be rude, especially with Ayara who is even a subordinate.

Die you Araya, where your courage has been all this time.

"Food?"

"Yes, he hasn't had breakfast. We don't have anything in the fridge. A child's stomach is not like ours."

"All right, let's get out. Buy something to eat, and take it home. We'll be home tomorrow morning!"

Ayara immediately nodded in agreement. Immediately left Ace, and rushed into the room. He smiled sweetly when he saw the figure of a little boy whose name was just known from Ace.

He took Alex to take a shower. After bathing and dressing her clothes. Then Ayara got ready to take a shower and prepared herself.

Get out of the bathroom. Ace looked fresh, and sat back on the bed. At the end of the bed, Alex is seen sitting stiff and even tense.

Is the child afraid of his own father? the big question mark covers Ayara's brain. Naturally, the man looked terrible. I hope Kayla's DNA results are negative, but how negative are people she's the only one playing with me. Obviously yes, he's his father.

"Alex, before we go you want to drink milk?" ask Ayara gently.

"He's allergic to cow's milk, Aya. And what's more, he can't talk yet." Ace concluded in a low voice.

Ayara was a little surprised to hear that three-year-old Alex could not speak. His Kayla had started talking from the age of a year and a half, was fluent at the age of two and a half, and loved to read complicated books ever since he could understand Lucas' words that poisoned Kayla's mind.

"Why can't he talk?" ask Ayara still can't believe it.

"Because I've never heard of it. Everyone in the house has never heard of it either."

Ayara looked sadly at Alex. "It's not like he can't talk yet. It's just that you guys aren't paying too much attention to his development." whispered Ayara in a soft voice.

Ayara stroked Alex's face. Seemed so sorry for him for having to be in the environment of people who are ignorant and rude like Ace.

He could not even imagine if his daughter was in Alex's position. Surely his heart would be deeply cut and hurt.