Trapped Manipulative Man [ EXPIRED ]
Chapters. 30

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Fayza glared in shock when she saw Marvel who had fallen unconscious. He said he wanted to look around to find help. But the atmosphere at that time seemed quiet so that no one could be asked for help.

The girl was confused as to what to do. At first he would contact Kenzo but he said that considering Fay was afraid to interfere with activities that Kenzo was doing . And in the end Fayza with all her might dragged Marvel's body into the house

With a breath up and down Fay managed to raise the man's body up the living room sofa. Yes, it's better Marvel just left on the couch somehow he was also reluctant to bring it into the room.

Marvel was seen muttering his lips. Without a second thought Fayza put the back of her hand on her husband's forehead. It was so hot that the man had a high fever. Sontak Fay bit his finger

She went straight to the kitchen and prepared a basin of warm water and a small cloth for her to use as a tool to compress her husband's forehead.

With painstaking and deft hands tiny Fayza back and forth squeeze and stick the small towel into the forehead marvel. While the man was still unconscious only a small mutter came out of his lips.

If I can be honest, actually Fay feels uncomfortable there is Marvel in his house. Even though Fay realized there was nothing wrong with them husband and wife. However, he feels bad for Kenzo if he knows there is a Marvel here.

Fay is afraid of making sad kenzo feel. Because all this time only Kenzo is a figure who really cares about him. And one more Fay is also aware of Kenzo's feelings towards him. The man until this moment still keeps his neat liking for Fayza. Therefore, at this time he was really not good with the current situation.

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That night Fayza really bothered by Marvel. The man still had a high fever his body shivered even though Fay had covered the man's body. I don't want him to take care of it

The girl was still faithfully sitting next to the sofa where Marvel was. His hands seemed busy changing the compress water and squeezing a small towel and he put it on Marvel's forehead

The fayza movement suddenly stopped when he heard the delirious voice that his husband was echoing. He was stunned as Marvel continuously called out his name. Fayza glanced at the face of her husband whose eyes were closed but her lips were still muttering.

Like hypnotized for some reason Fay did not want to take his eyes off. As if he still wanted to linger looking at the handsome face of Marvel.

The girl was still wondering if what Marvel did and said was all sincere. Or just a ruse

But Fay noticed there was seriousness in his eyeballs as the man said an apology. He should forgive this man. Whether he should close the old book and open a new page with Marvel back for the child he is carrying.

Fayza. He is also unsure of his own thoughts. Because he already understands very well with all the bad habits that Marvel has. How about how the man continues to hurt his heart and feelings even his mental

Enough about Marvel's business. Fay intended to go to his room felt he was also sleepy. The girl immediately moved on and left her husband who was still very closed.

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Early in the morning from the room. Fay heard a noise from outside. Suddenly he knitted his two eyebrows asking what was wrong. Without a second thought he immediately got out of bed and went out of the room to check what was going on.

" Lo again did vel '' asked Fayza

" Hey, you're awake. I'm cooking dong for my beloved wife " replied Marvel is still busy with his frying pan

" I mean you bother cooking everything. I didn't ask for "

" I promised you Fay. Will change and want to be a good husband for you "

Fay doesn't do Marvel anymore. He prefers to leave the kitchen and go back to his room. The plan is today Fayza will go to college. Given his content that has been seen growing so he will apply for academic leave.

Not long from the outside of his bedroom door Marvel called his name. The man asked Fayza to have breakfast together. Honestly, he was very lazy and careless with the sudden attitude that Marvel showed. Sassy and soft

Listen to laziness. Fay finally wanted to sit alone with Marvel and eat a plate of fried rice from her husband's cooking. Although it doesn't taste as good as it's made. But in his heart he still appreciated the man's good intentions

" Fay Lo is ready bell- "

Kenzo suddenly came. This made Fayza choke on the food she was swallowing. Marvel swiftly gave a glass of water to Fayza.

On the other hand, Kenzo's view is still fixated on the position of Marvel who is sitting together with Fayza.

" Lo says here "ask Kenzo addressed to Marvel

" Lo don't see me eating with my wife anymore" replied Kenzo

" Okay . After this Lo immediately went "kiss kenzo to Marvel, hearing that Marvel raised one eyebrow

" Why should I go. That should have gone, Lo. I'm her husband so I'm entitled to dong over Fayza she's my wife if Lo forgets "

Heard marvel's words. Instantly Kenzo's emotions burst out. Damn dare that bastard not know himself to say that. Inner Kenzo

Kenzo suddenly became upset with himself. Knowing this he would never want Marvel to marry Fayza back then. Kenzo just realized his actions at that time was really stupid

Fayza immediately got up from her seat. The girl immediately approached Kenzo and tried to calm him down so that the young man's emotions subsided. Fay was afraid that the two men would be reckless for Adu jotos here

Seeing Fayza's treatment of Kenzo so familiar. Marvel's one hand was firmly clenched under the table. His jaw instantly hardened. He was upset with Kenzo. How dare he treat the wife of a person so intensely.

Not long ago. Fay looks neat. He was wearing leather trousers and Hoodie with a Tote bag tucked between his armpits. The plan is to go to college with Kenzo.

" Fay I'll let you go with him. I'll go home with you later "

Marvel. But that was not answered by Fayza. He prefers to pass away followed by Kenzo and immediately get into the young man's car.

Connecting. .