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The IMMT Eps 98

The opened shower spilled clear, cold water that in an instant formed a shower with a regular rhythm. Dariel under him looks resigned when not a single moment of his body skin escaped wet. He stood there staring at the wall, suddenly his hand moved touching the glass layer as if there was something there.

"You look so sexy." murmured Dariel, He smiled to himself with his thoughts about Andrea whining when he had sex in the shower the other day, then seemed to realize that his strange act was Dariel distancing his hands. Start focusing on cleaning yourself.

The smell of citrus immediately poured out all over as Dariel retreated casually out of the bathroom. The steps are dim inedible soft rugs made of real lamb fur which is specially ordered from the country of kangaroos. Dariel sat on his bed rubbing his hair in a small towel, looking at the door of the room that had been closed since Andrea came out of it, weighing in, whether he would go out looking for his wife or not while their son was still sleeping soundly.

Jonathan had contacted him earlier after finding some clues about who was behind the appearance of the photos of his wife and Damian, and again Dariel had to admit guilt for doubting his companion.

"It's been over an hour, why hasn't he come back even for a shower? He didn't run away, did he? Just be careful if you dare to run away again.. After all, she should apologize for eating with another man without permission from her husband! should have insisted on seducing me not to get angry again, not even a change of temper! You suck!" Dariel nags himself. Then grab the tablet on the nightstand and plan to check out the remains of his work today. Not five minutes later, Dariel put the thing to his side, glancing at the door again.

"Sadly, this woman really tested me.." Dariel moved near the little David, with a restful position he made those adorable white, puffed cheeks. "Boy, get up, let's go find your mom." Little just squirms for a moment to receive the interference of his father and then fall again into a dream with a sideways position. "Curtain, this child, just like your mother, the sleepyhead! All right, get some sleep, don't wake up until I bring your pretty mother back here, okay?" Dariel sprinkled a warm kiss on his son's head before catching up with Andrea who was out of nowhere.

First of all he chose the library as his main destination, unfortunately his wife left the phone until Dariel had to work hard to find her own, Dariel closed the door of the room when he did not see even a creature was in it, already upset when he brought himself to safety and did not find the woman. Swimming pools are not, do women like to spend time walking in the free air area? But why not produce results too?

"Hows it? Fitting already?" andrea's faint-sayup voice rang out as Dariel returned from the back garden past another street connected to the kitchen. Uh. He forgot. His wife is very happy cooking. Why didn't he think about it. Dariel entered slowly, and sure enough, the beautiful creature at the end of the pantry was the figure he was looking for, so alluring that the hair that had been ponytailed revealed its white neck.

"Such a dress makes her look like a high school girl, but I'm not too old for a high school girl, am I?" Dariel said to himself. Utari was the first to see her master standing at the door, and before the middle-aged woman could open her voice, Dariel told her to be quiet with sign language. Then flicked his hand into the air a sign asking them all to leave. Utari then did her duties as expected, guiding her subordinates to leave Andrea alone in an orderly manner until the woman was unaware of a speck of their movements.

Dariel smiled when the room was just the two of them. Then stepped closer to stifle behind his wife who seemed to be cutting carrots. The sweaty neck and forehead did not escape Dariel's sharp eyes, he felt quite guilty. What he thinks Andrea's cooking is sure to melt his heart, right?

"I'll help cut the carrot, give it.." Andrea turned her head as a familiar voice filled the atmosphere of the kitchen. He was surprised to find that Dariel was right next to him, even their faces were so close now. Andrea's gaze shifted to colonize the entire kitchen and strangely no longer found a waiter there.

Where'd they?

"Who are you looking for?" Dariel followed his wife's point of view. Andrea did not reply, returning to work, although now the focus is divided. "There are so many maids you can command if you need something, why is it so self-exciting to cook so much? Trying to seduce me again, huh?" Andrea was silent. Dariel pricks the skin of Andrea's arm with his finger. But the woman is still indifferent.

"Do I have to fire them so you realize that ignoring my handsome husband is also a mistake?" Andrea put down the knife violently and turned to want to leave Dariel, but in vain because Dariel quickly held him and sat him on the pantry. Pairing Andrea's tiny body between her two sturdy arms.

"No!"

"Stop playing around, let go I said!"

"If I don't want to? Wh why? Wanna mad? Wanna craze? If you're gonna let go get rid of that sour face of yours, I don't like to see it.." Being asked like that the almost extinguished emotions ignited back.

"If you don't like it don't look! Just in the room, wallowing in all your accusations! Move over!"

Dariel shook his head, and Andrea was more upset because Dariel still insisted on not taking it off even though he was now struggling, Dariel had the heart to let his energy drain in vain, then a wolf-like grin scanned the prey appeared when Andrea had given up her lunglai with a breath of breath. Running out of energy to fight. Dariel was powerless also not to chuckle with his wife's rejection, then gently rubbed the sweat that was increasingly popping on Andrea's forehead.

"I'm sorry" Dariel said after feeling more calm Andrea. Andrea shook her head for sure. "I admit I'm wrong, emm...let's say, what do you want me to do as an apology, hm?"

"I want to be released, I don't want anything else. Whether you want to apologize or not, I don't care."

"Don't be different like this Rea, I don't like it.."

"I told you, I don't care!"

"Do not overdo it,"

"These words should be for you, go out!" Dariel raised an eyebrow hearing the condemnation from Andrea, he stared cynically at Andrea until unconscious defense that began to be careless and instead used by the woman to escape until she could go down and be free. Andrea said, "If I'm not like this you'll always behave like that, as you please don't believe me, please! You're a bitch, I don't want to be with you!" Andrea already wanted to leave that place when he had to lose again by the jealous figure there. Dariel firmly grasped Andrea's wrist not letting the woman off the hook so easily after getting her knocked down by a real revenge. It's not that easy.

"How daring.." - scolded Dariel coldly, ". how dare these lips curse at your husband.." as he rubbed the soft skin of Andrea's lips with his thumb.