Young Wife Billionaire Handsome
The IMMT Eps 96

"Papa, I want another big shrimp!" the voice of the boy sitting not far from Andrea distracted the woman.

"You've spent it all, eits, don't take your sister's, '" A man about 30 years old appears to be holding the hand of a boy who's already holding a fork about to stick it in a girl's niece beside him.

"Greedy brother, stop colonizing mine," the sister protested while distancing her plate.

"You're stingy, Mother, look, you taught us to share often, didn't you? look how stingy he is, he doesn't really like shrimp but is stingy to me."

"I'll impress you again, don't fight."

Andrea smiled gently watching that, still waiting for the food she ordered to arrive when from behind a voice made her turn her head.

"I just arrived and immediately found you, could it be a match?" That gentle smile really Andrea recognized him very much.

"Damians? You here?" Seraut a handsome face with seductive dimples it looks to review the smile.

"Thank God I'm still known, hehe."

"Currently, who forgot about you, you silly prick!"

"Oh yeah? Despite being married and being a mother of one child apparently you still can not move on from your ex-boyfriend? New news for me, yesterday in the line you won't admit it." Andrea laughed a little.

"Your jokes aren't funny."

"Can I join? Are you alone?"

"I'm with our home assistant. He's on the toilet suddenly heartburn he said.." Damian nodded in response, his gaze falling on a tiny, puffy body held by Andrea.

"He was sleeping when I came" said Damian, staring at the sleeping peaceful face. Andrea nodded slowly.

"Sleep when I bring it here.."

"Your hand must be sore, why not use a troller? Let me find it for you." Damian was about to get up from his seat when Andrea's voice interrupted quickly.

"No need, Dam. My husband has provided everything at home, I really want to carry it to be more immersed in my role as a mother, hehe.."

"Well, your son is quite fat, he must be very strong suckling, is he a boy? I feel like someone's face, but I forgot who." Damian seemed to think.

"Heemm, looks like his father. Hugely. I sometimes envy, why I was pregnant and gave birth even more favor with his father. Boys should be more specific to their mothers, right?" Damian mangosteen.

"Most boys do belong to their mothers but do not rule out the possibility of also partially siding with their Father." Damian looked sad when he said.

"What brings you home? Not in Paris anymore?" andrea's question broke the trace of gloom that had been created on Damian's face earlier.

"Ah, that.. I have a little work here. I'll be back in America after my business is done." Seeing Andrea only give her smile in response, Damian continued speaking. "Rea, do I feel like your relationship and your husband are okay? You told me you were getting a divorce but you went back to her, even leaving Paris all of a sudden. You also changed your phone number, I was worried about losing you." Andrea thins lips.

"He wanted us to continue the wedding, he picked me up in Paris the same night we saw the fireworks. I'm sorry to worry you about disappearing all of a sudden, but, you know where I came back here?"

"Feeling." Damian played his one eye teasingly, covering up his disappointment at Andrea's reply.

"Jude keep on!"

"We used to like to joke, you even tease me when I'm angry.." Andrea smiled, in her mind confirming.

"If we remember our story is not so bad, it should not be a big problem if we repeat the sweet part, right?"

"Aish, you're this," punched Damian slowly. "..anything can be like that, I already have a husband and children, can not often meet friends, they are my priority at this time."

"Do you really love your husband?"

"Why ask so. Otherwise love I wouldn't be here right now."

"It's really curious who the lucky guy who dumped you is but you still accept it. Am I too late to pull you back?"

"Why don't you guys go together?"

"He's got a job, man,"

"Is he a businessman?" Andrea nodded. "Well, looks like next time I'll see him, who knows we can make a profitable partnership. What's your husband's company name?"

"His name,"

"Excuse me, ma'am, sir, the food.." Andrea did not continue his words as soon as some of the servants mediated them. Let them convene with elegant and polite gestures.

Meanwhile, inside the toilet, Dira is still busy with her stomach.

"Aish, I'm the reason... It seems like I was taking the wrong medicine, my stomach was getting heartburn." said Dira in a weak voice holding her stomach while leaning on diwastafle. It's been back and forth wc for almost an hour. "..It would be bad if Mr. Dariel knew I left brother Rea too long alone, Oh, be friendly stomach. I don't want to get fired."

The next second his cell phone ringing echoed filled the room.

"Mr Dariel?!" Dira was aghast when he saw the name on the screen.

"I'm master?" answer Dira timidly.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the toilet, sir, a stomachache.." Dira shrinks his voice at the end of the sentence.

"I'll take Rea home with me, you go to the hospital." Without waiting for Dira's answer the phone line was cut off Dariel unilaterally.

"Went home with him, he said?? Mr Dariel here? why would you know? It must be the guards who complained to me! Just watch out I'll nag them!" Dira seeks the contact of a bodyguard whom Dariel assigns to guard his wife, coincidentally because one of them is his cousin, Dira feels no need to hesitate anymore to act.

"What's wrong?" a typical male voice sounded at the end of there.

"What did you complain to Mr Dariel about? How did he get here?"

"We didn't do anything. Mr. Dariel appeared alone, we were also unconscious when he came, we were a little bit bogged down from hunger. Mr. Dariel suddenly called and told us all to go back home. Well, maybe today's the last time I breathe.."

"Gosh, we're done!"

Andrea seemed enthusiastic when the waiter finished serving some seafood menu on the table, the fragrant aroma of each dish was evocative, so tempting with thin smoke that still billowed from each dish. Damian smiled at Andrea's reaction, it had been a long time since he had seen that enthusiastic face, Damian realized Andrea was still as beautiful as the first time he looked. Why did he decide so rashly? He should be the only man for Andrea. Be the husband and father of their children.

"Food's coming but where's your assistant?"

"I'll call him."

"Hallo, sister." Andrea and Dira were soon connected.

"Your voice is so weak, are you okay?"

"Yes, it's okay."

"Where are you? The food has come, why so long? Is there a serious problem in your stomach? We'll just go to the hospital, okay?"

"No, brother, I'll go to the hospital by myself, brother continue to eat with Mr. Dariel."

"You mean?"

"Isn't Mr Dariel there?"

Andrea frowned. Confused, obviously he was with Damian not Dariel. But Andrea had not yet asked Dariel's voice to interrupt them.

"Eating with another man without the consent of the husband is not a proper act, Rea.."