Young Master's Bed Girl
Marry again?

Misha blushed as soon as Fabian praised her, the man's roar of breath also gave her goosebumps. Yes, at this time Misha has changed clothes, of course before here Fabian had brought Misha to a boutique and salon subscription.

Slowly they stepped inside the mansion, while Mahen was just waiting outside still feeling confused.

Misha's nervousness grew as she entered the house, unthinkable in her mind if she would come to the house as the future wife of young master Fabian.

He also continued to think, what would the reaction of the father of Fabian if he knew Misha was his son's future wife?

"Rilex baby, don't panic that way!" whisper Fabian.

Misha nodded slowly, trying to neutralize herself. However, it was still difficult for him to be calm at Fabian's request.

Misha constantly brushed off her dress and bit her lower lip, her hand circles on Fabian's arms also getting tightened.

Their steps stopped right when they heard the sound of footsteps from the front, Misha was increasingly made nervous because she thought that Fabian's parents were coming.

Misha's mind was wrong. In front of them right now was not Fabian's parents, but a beautiful woman who was none other than the man's legal wife.

"Welcome, dear Biyan!" both of them were both shocked as a soft voice rang out in the ears.

Fabian glared sharply, as did Misha. Khayra was currently standing before them and smiling at the couple.

"Khayra??" lirih Fabian's. "What are you doing here? Who invited you?" he continued with both eyes wide open.

Instead of answering, Khayra stepped up near her husband. He looked at Fabian and Misha alternately with a look of dislike.

"Curtain! Why do you want to bring this cheap girl here?! She doesn't deserve to be here, let alone meet my dad Dominic and mom Cornelia. You better tell him to come home! I'm also not sure mom papa wants to meet this girl," cynical Khayra.

"So speak you Khayra! I might be able to bear it if you insult me, but never once have you insulted Misha, let alone in front of me!" pissed Fabian.

"Sir, patient sir! What Bu Khayra said was right, I don't deserve to be here. Let me go home, sir?" misha.

"Hus! Don't be influenced by her words! Anyway you stay here and don't go anywhere! That's exactly what you're supposed to be stepping out of this house, that's it!" Fabian.

"What mas? How can you be more humble than I am your wife?" khayra Protest.

"Your status as my wife is over Khayra, soon you are no longer part of the Alvansyah family. You should be self-aware, why are you still setting foot in this house, ha?!" furious Fabian.

All of a sudden, Cornelia appeared after hearing the noise from the front. The woman approached them and greeted them.

"Eh Fabian, so you came? Mama feels familiar with her voice" said Cornelia. "Why didn't you go with your wife?" continued.

"Eee yes ma, I just didn't know that Khayra was here. Naturally ma, Khayra is not a wife who obeys her husband. He never wanted to follow me" Fabian said.

"You mean?" ask Cornelia astonished.

Fabian smiled cunningly, Khayra seemed to feel anxious if Fabian told what their marriage relationship with his mother was like.

"We'll talk later, all dinner." Fabian tried to divert the conversation.

"Oh so, let's go in!" bring Cornelia.

"Separ ma! I want to know this woman's mother first" Fabian said.

"Who is she, baby?" ask Cornelia astonished.

"Ah yes, I'm Misha aunt." Misha came forward and introduced herself to Cornelia. Grabbing the hand of Fabian's mother meant to kiss him.

Cornelia looked in wonder at Misha's face, not one bit in her mind to want to touch Misha's hand.

"You ready my son? Why were you brought here?" ask Cornelia cynically.

"Eee I—"

"Misha is my future wife, ma." Fabian immediately cut Misha's speech and embraced Misha in front of her mother.

When Cornelia was shocked to hear the explanation of her mother, Misha also felt the same way, because she did not think that Fabian would say so in front of Cornelia and Khayra.

"What's? Are you crazy, Fabian? Do you want to marry this woman again? Aren't you one wife enough?" ask Cornelia.

"Actually I don't want to marry again ma, but this Khayra has not managed to be a good wife for me. As long as you know, for three years Khayra never served me as a husband. He also did not do his duty as a wife, how could I bear ma?" obviously Fabian.

Cornelia immediately glanced cynically at Khayra, as if wondering at the woman.

"Eee it's not true ma, Khayra can be sure if what is said by Biyan mas all lies! It's not me who doesn't want to serve Biyan, it's Biyan who always rejects me" elak Khayra lied to everyone there.

"Hey! You can talk so in front of mama, you cunning bitch!" reproof Fabian. "Mom don't trust him!" continued.

"Here you go, let's keep this conversation going inside! But, you can't ask Misha to come to dinner with us" said Cornelia.

"Why ma? Misha is my future wife, she has the right to dong join us for dinner." Fabian protested.

"It can't be, mom doesn't want your dad to have a heart attack knowing that you're getting married again. Just tell him to wait outside!" cornelia.

"But ma—"

"If you don't want to look after your mother, please get out of this house!" cut Cornelia.

Fabian was confused by the attitude of his mother, he did not know what to do at this time.

"Oh, I'm confused now! If I told Misha to wait outside, she would be hurt. But, if I don't obey my mom, how can I explain everything to my mom?" fabian murmured in the heart.

Khayra smiled, satisfied after Cornelia did not allow Misha to go inside.

"Where's Fabian? Do you want to talk to mom and dad?" ask Cornelia.

"So ma, but Misha has to come with me! This has everything to do with Misha, so she has to come inside and talk to us!" answer Fabian.

"You said this woman can't go inside! Do you want to make your papa hang?" cornelia.

"Although there is no Misha, papa can still fall ill if he knows his son is suffering from his marriage to the woman of his own choice. Mama keep that!" Fabian.

Fabian tightly held Misha's hand, as if unwilling to be far from her.

"What is this??!"

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