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out this?" I whispered, even tho

ughing as he helped me

d glances. Marcel's unwavering eyes staring at me made

sband's friend; come to your senses, Iris!" I scolded my

inking about?" Marcel ask

o exit the room. I closed the bedroom door tightly, my hear

Let me take him to the front," I said

from behind, inhaling deeply the scent of m

cel.

wn my spine. The man touching me was none other than Jeremy, get

or now," Marcel whispe

liked

eement. His hands, mischievously, climbed my stomach, searchi

e too far, Marcel. I'm already married. Is it fitting f

wn sadly, seeing me scolding him. Suddenly, my

late. You better

ntly, looking at me gently. "Yes, sorry. I mi

didn't want to think more about it. I ju

going

e ca

car door, and suddenly, I remem

was one thing that made me very curious. Maybe if I a

this? Why do you seem like s

t where Marcel dared to touch me without my consent. However, instead of answering, Marcel said, "If you

e through the silence of the

nt? Shou

-

room to check on Jeremy. A mess. That word

." I, who knew how much Jeremy loved me, but he was still childish, making me

complain about Jeremy's behavior. My days were spent shopping with my two

othes. Jeremy was someone who was hard to wake up from his sl

a little tired because it was a

gged me tightly. I silently smiled seeing his childish behavior

r. I'm sure it's just a momentary feeling, my heart still loves you." I kissed Je

he beginning of this problem, when Jer

ially when I had nothing. But I felt too tired to struggle alone in this cr

?" Jeremy invited me just a

en? We're still y

want to get married; I want to see your be

rly to move to a serious level. We were both still young, e

re busy making your thesis. Is it the right decision for us t

money. My family can fulfill everything; I'm the darling of my family. So, whatever

ch, and I also loved him so much. His words made me waver in my

ly that was widely discussed in society for their successful real estate

the luckiest woman to be the wife of Brata Lionel's son. Your life will be guarante

hesitate. I, who was tempted at that t

taken by another woman, so let's ge

ll talk to my

, Jeremy drove me home with his parents' luxurious car. No

verage middle-class civil servant

? Instead of working hard as a teacher whose salary was not much, it would be bet

n't stop by; I have business with my f

t's okay. Take

tly and left when I got out of the car

my mother and father si

idn't stop by?" my m

thing to do." I shook hands w

o talk to you, Dad,