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It's been four days since that happened because of the five pesos. Amy closed her eyes tightly before daring to get out of the car. When he got out he hid behind Kiel who was ahead of him in walking into the mansion. It was surprising to look at him that he answered with a piece sign.

"You're the first" he said with a forced smile.

He could do nothing but continue to walk while hiding behind his back, fortunately his Kiel was tall and big. He did not know why this was his bodyguard because what he knew was that it was Mr.'s personal body guard. Voulger but he didn't bother himself to think about the reason why this is his guard now. What he saw at dawn did not disappear from his mind.

He touched her cheek when he felt it heat up. It's been four days but it's still very fresh in his mind, why is it that five pesos is so rude, it's really under Mr. Voulger stopped and saw something he shouldn't have seen.

"Aray!" He cried when he stumbled on the stairs. He could have fallen just fine and Kiel grabbed him immediately.

"Be careful Ma'am" he ordered as he nodded. If the ma'am is removed, she will be thrilled by what she said. He is really fragile by nature. He shook his head and removed his thoughts when he entered the mansion. He pulled Kiel to the hem of his dress to stop him from walking.

"Ma'am?" He asked in surprise but he didn't answer. He looked around and when he saw that Mr. was not there. Voulger took a deep breath.

"Okay, I can do it" he said smiling then tapped it on its high shoulder.

"Tall, I hope so" he joked but nothing changed in his expression. Okay, this man is numb. "Bye" he said goodbye and walked to the stairs.

"Ija, have a snack first" Manang Tilda said to him. He wants to eat because he has been hungry for a while so that Mr. can catch up with him. Voulger.

"Man, when will he come home- My wife" he asked incredulously. He didn't know what to call his wife.

"It depends on Ija, but lately he often goes home at night" he replied with a smile.

Ever since he saw something inappropriate, he has avoided Mr. Voulger, he always remembered what he saw when he saw that man. Just now that he thought of its name, what he saw also came back to his mind. How many inches is that? It seems like a long time. He blinked, his mind was rude !.

"Amn Manang, I'll come down later. I'll have a snack" he informed her.

"All right ija, I'll get you ready"

"Thank you po" he politely replied and when he turned around he slapped himself. The dirt of your brain Amy! Barbarian! He annoyed the sermon to himself.

She let out another deep sigh while shopping for clothes. She is like a princess who is required to wear beautiful and expensive clothes just inside her house. But he could do nothing. She chose the fitted black skirt above the knee and cream colored long sleeve off shoulder that was tight at the waist. In fairness to him, how did Mr. Voulger is his exact size ?.

She removed all make up and tied the wavy hair in a ponytail. She stared at herself in the mirror, as the make -up was of good quality because it didn't paint the skin. She looks very fresh. He smiled at his clean and pleasant appearance, in fact even if he was just at home many people could see him, was it because of the number of staff in Mr.'s mansion. Voulger.

After fixing her face, she buys shoes for her feet. Seriously, ready -made shoes that fit him but until now he didn't know if he could wear all the shoes in front of him who were really rich. He didn't think as long as he just took the black doll shoes, he shouldn't wear heels at home.

"Man, I'm here" he called to the old man when he arrived at the dinning. Her snack cookies and juice are already on the table. He called the old man again but he didn't answer, maybe he was still doing something so he started eating.

For the first few minutes, Amy sat in the dinning room even though she had finished eating, maybe Manang would look for her when she came back but almost five minutes later she still didn't come back. He was grabbed by the nape, where is the old man ?. Surprisingly, he just put away the food and started washing the food in the sink. She lifted the sleeve of the dress and put on gloves.

He can't stop singing while washing, because that's his job. He really feels every lyrics that he still knows a little bit.

"I thought you were in the room again" he was shocked to hear that baritone voice. Did he think that he would go home at night, why in the morning ?. He ignored it and just continued washing the dishes.

"I thought you were in the room again" he was shocked to hear that baritone voice. Did he think that he would go home at night, why in the morning ?. He ignored it and just continued washing the dishes.

"Hey, why aren't you talking?" Question it. She felt it approaching so her heartbeat started to speed up again. He wanted to touch the chest to calm it down but he was holding a dish that was being rinsed.

"Amy" she blinked when she heard him say her name. In all his life he could never have imagined that you would be so nice to hear his name when others said it.

She felt it take from her hand the last dish she was rinsing. He just followed it with his gaze, its every move was really enticing. He swallowed when he saw the movement of its adams apple. When else has the man washing the dishes been so handsome? Just now.

"You should just leave it on the table" he said calmly while wiping the plate that had been washed. " How's work?" He asked, blinking - he blinked.

His eyebrows fluttered as he looked at her. "Why are you not answering?" His question was accompanied by a frown. Its handsome. He bit his lower lip and thought of words to say.

"My job is ok" he replied and started to remove the gloves he was wearing. After returning the gloves to the pouch he looked again at the man in front. His two hands were leaning on the sink behind him as he faced her and just silently stared at her.

He stepped back because he thought it was melting his heart, his eyes were magnetizing his soul. She swallowed when the look on her lips was big. Mr. Voulger please don't be like that! Her mind screamed, if it hadn't stopped staring at her, she might not be able to stop.

"D-dun na ako s-sa taas" he stammered goodbye and hurried to step away.

"You look pretty today, Wife" he automatically stopped stepping and faced it again.

"What?" He asked here to be sure of what he heard. It smiled and walked closer to him. Her heart rate increased, she might be hospitalized for a heart attack shortly.

"I said you're pretty, I like it when your hair tied on a ponny tail" he said before stepping away and passing her.

He grabbed her by the chest. "Seriously, it's like I'm running ten kilometers" he said while feeling a very fast heartbeat.

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CHAPTER #06.3: [UNEDITED: errors ahead]

Weyn's business meeting did not continue during the typhoon so he got home early and when he got home he caught up with Manang Tilda who was preparing food. His wife said it was food and he was the only one to prepare the juice because it had something to do with the laundry. He didn't refuse because of his friend's advice to make an oaraan so that his wife wouldn't get bored of him right away.

After preparing he came outside to answer a phone call. The conversation subsided a bit and after that he called someone else and when he came back, his wife was already washing. This is the first time he saw his wife in a ponytail and he like it. Her curly hair was clean, which gave life to her long ponytailed hair. Her husband dresses simply but the clothes he wears match it.

He would have waited for it to finish washing but he was bored with the wait, it was slow because it took longer to sing than to wash the plate. He shook his head and grabbed her attention. He approached it and snatched the only plate it was washing. Is it really that slow to clean ?.

"You should just leave it on the table" he couldn't help but say. "How's work?" Hi's trying his best to make it comfortable with him but it still doesn't work. Why doesn't it answer ?.

Maybe he noticed that he was annoyed so he replied. He just waited for it to remove the gloves without taking his eyes off it. Her wife don't have an elegant beauty, she's just simple and plain yet beautiful enough for a man to fall in love with her. He kept staring into its busy eyes focusing on what was being done until it and his eyes hit. He couldn't read what she was thinking, he backed away as if he didn't want to stare at her. Then, his eyes landed on her lips as it moved slightly. She is not wearing lipstick but her lips are natural pink.

It wasn't long before he was staring at her lips as he said goodbye. It would have gone away when he remembered he needed to praise it so he did. It stopped and didn't seem to believe what he said so he came here to repeat the praise he said here before he continued to leave and pass it.

He stopped walking when his cellphone rang, he didn't look at it and just answered. "Hello?" He was kind but no one answered.

Surprised, he looked at the cellphone when it rang again but it wasn't his cellphone that rang. His eyes searched for the cellphone that was emitting the sound until he saw the cellphone lying on the dinning table.

GIAN CALLING ....

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CHAPTER #06.4: [UNEDITED: errors ahead]

GIAN CALLING ....

He raised an eyebrow when he read the caller's name. It was a bad look that he turned the direction of the door where his wife was. Who Gian knows it, Gian is a fvcking name of a guy. He answered without hesitation.

"Hey, woman. Where did you take the one you made for my marriage contract?" He did not expect its opening. So this guy made their marriage contract.

"Do you know who the man with the name you put there is? You're pure nonsense, give it back to me or I'll be fired when they find out what I did!" trace the annoyance of the one on the other line.

"Don't worry about your work and prepare for your promotion" he replied on the other line before cutting the call. He immediately deleted the call history and blocked Gian's number. He smiled when all the plans were done.

"Why are you holding my phone?" Asked his wife who was already close to him.

"I'll give it to you" he lied and handed her the phone. He left with a wide smile on his face.

" Where are you going?" He grabbed the attention of his wife who was going up the stairs.

"Room" is its frugal answer. He raised his hand and motioned for it to sit next to him. It reluctantly went to where he was and sat down next to him. He stopped laughing without painting his face.

"What am I going to do here?" Its question still frowning.

"To watch a movie" he answered sparingly and turned on the tv. He heard a suppressed laugh from his wife so he looked at it badly. It averted its gaze and took a deep breath.

"How can we watch? You don't have a movie on TV. You also don't have CD's" he laughed teasingly.

"Then, I'll buy a fvcking Cd's!" He said shyly and stood up but his wife stopped him.

"Will you buy it? When will it come?" Still laughing he said then pulled her back to sit.

"I'm your remote" it snatched the remote from him and it hit. "The power of the wifi in your mansion you don't use!" Hearing this lowered his pride. Does he care about movies and wifi, he doesn't watch.

"What do you want? Netflix?" He asked, which caused him to raise his eyebrows. What does he know about netflix, he just knows that it's a trend and there are many users but he doesn't know how to use it.

"Oh, Our hardworking entrepreneur of the year goes to you!" Its teasing. "It's pure work because you know" he added.

"Let's not do netflix, just youtube. I'll connect to my cp. I have a lot of movie playlists here" he said excitedly. It was only a matter of time before he saw youtube on tv. He looked curiously at his wife's cellphone and used his YouTube account. "Here it is" it said and videos came out.

"Shit!" His wife was cheap and blushed looking at him.

Fifty shades of gray, fifty shades of darker, 365 days, he never finished reading the titles that were there and looked at his wife again.

It hurries to press its cellphone but that doesn’t go away. Fifty shades of gray are already playing on the screen.

"Sh! T, h-I'm not watching that!" He explained this even though he didn't ask.

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CHAPTER#06.5: [UNEDITED: errors ahead]

"Sh! T, h-I'm not watching that!" He explained this even though he didn't ask. "N-the ones on my playlist are gone!" It adds more. Her eyebrows just rose, why is her husband acting like that.

"P-let's just kill him!" He said and picked up the remote again but he preceded it.

"Why? I want to watch" he countered.

"Just buy cd's" was its insistence. What is there in the movie they are watching ?.

"No, I want to watch that!"

"I don't want to! P-that's ugly" he was already sweating from the one who was holding him back but he was too curious to stop him.

"You'll be stingy if you watched that but I didn't" he insisted.

"Well ie! H-I didn't watch that" he looked at it doubtfully. He closed his eyes, his wife was nervous. Where ?.

"I want to watch that" he finally said.

"Hey, I don't want that. I'm just in the room" it does everything just don't watch. He held it in his arm to prevent it from standing up. "S-say I don't want to watch" he insisted and struggled from his grip so he pulled it closer to him, He wrapped his right arm around his waist and his left hand supported it so that he could sit his wife between the hita nya. He even tried to get out of his grasp but he grabbed it by the tyan and hugged it tightly in his arms. He is behind it now and it has nothing to lose from the confinement in his arm.

"You're just here" he ordered here. He placed his chin on its shoulder to stop it from moving, which was effective. It didn't move but it sighed in succession.

"Stop that" he scolded her with a sigh.

"B-let go of me" he moved his head still resting on her shoulder to see her face. He noticed that it barely breathed, was he holding it too tightly ?. He relaxed it a little and stared at his face facing the TV.

"Why would I?" He asked. His hand moved over the arm he was hugging. He thought it would take his hand away from it but it didn't.

"H-I'm not used to it" stammered the wife. Napanguso sya, hindi sanay saan ?.

"Is that so?" He tightened his grip on her again and faced the TV again.

"Get used to it, when we are in front of people we should be sweet so don't be fooled" he said while still focusing on what he was watching.

"P-can we just watch something else?" He frowned again at what he said.

"Why don't you let me watch that?" He also lost his patience here. This is the first time he likes a show and then doesn't want it.

"It's not like that. A-what-" he swallowed before continuing to speak. "It's weird to watch like that when you're with someone" the nick deepened on his forehead. And it has never been better to watch alone.

"Stop playing with me, wife. You can't fool me" he said and focused on watching.

After a few minutes of watching Weyn could feel the movement of his wife's foot and hand, it was restless. None of the spectators paid attention to it, he became even more curious about what they were watching.

"I'm just cr" its goodbye which is obviously not true. He ignored it and tightened his grip on it. Until the two lead characters in the movie started kissing intensely, he seemed to know where that was going. Her eyebrows rose as the full details of the bedscene were shown, the female lead moaned in so much pleasure as the male lead.

His forehead was furrowed and he couldn't believe he looked at his wife's red face. It is restless, the foot shakes and it rubs the tips of its own fingers. It swallowed and slowly looked at him. Maybe he didn't expect her to look at it either because she immediately averted her gaze.

"I told you not to do that" softly but he heard her say it. He kept laughing.

"So, you've already watched" he looked up but immediately avoided.

"It's been a long time," he reasoned, which was made stronger by his laughter. It was sweaty and obviously nervous. He raised his hand and wiped the condensed sweat on his forehead. It blinked at him, biting his lower lip for no apparent reason.

"P-let's kill" from his blushing face he looked at the tv. He laughed because the volume was loud and the two's growls could be heard clearly. He smiled foolishly.

"Let's finish- Ouch" he slapped her hard on the arm.

"When you tease Ei!" Kusot looks like it says still can't look at him.

"That's why you don't want to watch me!" He was still teasing her so he was hit again by his hurtful hand.

"Sir" confused Amy stood up from sitting in front of her when Kiel called her but she couldn't because she was still clinging to it.

"Release me" he said as he reached for the remote on the round table. The erotic scene on tv isn't over yet so it's confusing. Kiel, on the other hand, caught a glimpse of the TV, followed by his wife and then him.

"Oh, you're busy?" Its question with a trace of guilt.

"Nah, tell me why you came here" he replied. It straightened out as we then spoke.

"Miss Brittany is making a scene outside the village gate, What Am I going to do?" news and question it.

"Let her do what she wants just don't let her in" he replied then bowed and said goodbye to leave.

He turned his gaze to his wife who was still sitting in front of him, she was bent over and not moving. He would have asked when he spoke.

"Embarrassing" it said softly. He looked at her so badly that he just laughed.

"Why do you look like that?" He asked teasingly but it still looked bad on him. "Aaah Ouch!" He shouted and moaned when he squeezed her hard. It was painful because he felt his claw sink into his skin. He released it and grabbed her arm now with a wound.

"That's up to you, you take care of it!" It shouted at him and quickly ran upstairs to his room.

"Aisht! The pain ah" he said while looking at how badly it pinched you but finally he laughed when he remembered its face. Its really cute when angry.