Wife One Million Dollars
Chapters. 22 Prince of Pujaan

Amora went to a cafe, where she sat alone at one of the tables on the balcony. Enjoying the breeze from the balcony of the cafe, enough to make his mind calm.

Amora's memory goes back to what happened in the office. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Given how Prince was so considerate of Luna, somehow Amora didn't like him. However, Prince is her husband and they are legally married, both religious and state. Unlike Luna, she was Prince's first wife but they were married under civil records.

Although Amora does not love Prince, but that does not mean her pride can be trampled by them right?

"That cunning woman, she must I get rid of so as not to become a pest of intruders," muttered Amora, she was going to find a way to get rid of Luna so as not to approach Prince again.

For some reason, Amora suddenly remembered the incident this morning when she just woke up from her sleep. Prince's face is very handsome and charming when he wakes up, always dancing in the eye. Unknowingly, Amora instead smiled to herself as she recalled where Prince had held her all night.

"Gosh, why am I thinking about it? Realize, Amora .. You don't mean anything to her. She only loves Luna, not you." Amora, who was talking to herself, had unknowingly caught the attention of another visitor sitting not far from her desk.

"It's so cute, so pretty, but her brain is tilted" said one visitor who saw Amora's attitude.

Amora who was contemplating, she was surprised by the presence of a handsome man.

"May I sit here?"

Amora, who had been staring blankly ahead, raised her face and saw the familiar figure of a man in her eyes.

He frowned when he recognized Dave—man standing opposite him.

"I'm alone, so you don't have to hesitate to sit with me," said Amora, she covered the faint smile on her face, and it fascinated Dave.

"I didn't expect to see you again here, Miss ...." Dave paused his sentence.

"Amora, did you forget my name?" timpal Amora, he looked at Dave who threw a smile at him.

"Of course not, how could I possibly forget a beautiful woman like you?" Dave who rarely even teases women, somehow if he sees Amora, he feels like he wants to know more about Amora.

"Thanks for your praise, Dave. But, sorry .. You're not my type, I'm married anyway."

Dave chuckles to hear Amora who turns out to be good at joking.

"His husband? Is your husband Prince?"

Amora was not surprised, because everyone knew that she and Prince were married. Maybe Dave knew it from someone else.

"Fright, Dave."

"Why do you want to marry her, Amora? Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude on your privacy," Dave stared fixedly at Amora's face.

Amora sipped her drink a little, she returned Dave's gaze that felt strange to her.

"That's because of the agreement between our two families, Dave. And I can't resist it," Amora replied casually.

"Don't you know that Prince married another woman before? Even that woman is pregnant right now." Amora glared at Dave, her eyes squinting.

"Looks like you know a lot about my life, Dave. Are you a detective?" Amora smiled obliquely.

Dave chuckled, "Sorry, I can't keep quiet when I see a beautiful girl like you become a toy for Prince."

"Before you say it, I already know everything, Dave." Amora put on a serious expression this time.

Dave was stunned, although Amora did not smile, but for him the girl's face still looks beautiful and sexy.

"Waw .. You already know everything. So, I'm just bringing you stale news." Then both are laughing.

Dave took it seriously. "Then why do you want to be Prince's second wife, Amora? You're so beautiful, you can even get a better man than her. Including ...." Dave hung up his words.

Amora scrunched her forehead, then she leaned back while folding both hands on her chest. "Include what?" amora said, curious.

"If you want, I can replace Prince by your side. I am single and not married. My wealth is even more than Prince's. So, if you leave Prince, I gladly stretch out my hands to welcome your presence, Amora." Even Dave showed off both of his arms which he stretched out.

Seeing Dave's behavior, instead of making Amora feel touched, he laughed while shaking his head.

"Don't joke, Dave."

Hearing Amora's words, Dave leaned his body towards the girl. "Is this my face a comedian?" dave said, seriously.

This time Amora's laughter was louder so that it made the other visitors turn towards the two of them.

Dave was happy to see the woman in front of him smiling happily.

*** 

A car had just entered the mansion's vast grounds. A man got off a black car, he was Prince.

Prince had just returned home after taking Luna to the hospital, when he got out of his car. Prince saw a new sports car stop in front of the gate.

Prince stared at the car until a woman appeared.

“Amora! Who's she coming home with?” murmured Prince.

Amora who just got out of the car, she was driven home by Dave. At first Amora wants to refuse, but Dave forces her to drive her home.

“So, this is your husband's house?” say Dave.

“Yes, this is the Prince family home and I live here. Thanks ... for taking me home.” Amora smiled and waved at Dave who was still in the car.

Dave's car moved slowly and began to leave Amora who was still standing in front of the gate.

Then Amora walked into the gate, but when she was about to go to the door. Someone called his name.

“Amora!”

Amora's steps stopped, she turned around and found Prince had already gone home from her.

Suddenly Amora felt nervous as Prince floated a cold gaze towards her.

Prince walked up to Amora with the glare of sharp eagle eyes raining down.

“You ... who's home with?” prince said as he stood right in front of Amora.

Amora returned the Prince's gaze, as if the man's gaze had not frightened her at all. Amora smiled wryly at him. “He's my friend,” says Amora. Just as Amora wanted to leave, Prince held her wrist.

“I'm not done talking to you, Amora!”

Amora snorted, she who had been acting foolishly, now showed a flat expression in front of Prince.

“What else, Prince? Can't I be delivered by someone else?” said Amora with a sharp tone.

“Your friend is male or female?” As if ignoring Amora's irritation that began to erupt, Prince again asked.

“He's a boy, his name is Dave. We met at the cafe when I had lunch earlier, are you satisfied?” amora said, in a loud voice. Then Amora went into the house, leaving Prince alone carport.