DEBT ON TOP OF MARRIAGE
Chapters 30. WRONG AGAIN
"Dylan, you better rethink this. Remember once you get married then forever you will be bound to him."
The words of Mr. Chryst were ringing in Dylan's head. His mind could not focus this time, let alone the myriad of things he had to think about carefully.
"Is my decision wrong? Can't loving each other be done after marriage?"
Dylan has never been this serious about love. Previously he only liked to play around, especially with the game without the need to bother the woman would willingly become his slave. Just like Rose, and a few lines of her ex-boyfriend.
Dylan threw one pebble at a time which he was holding. It was like screaming to let go of all the agony he felt, but he couldn't do it here.
Dylan's eyes looked very empty at this moment. Usually in a situation like this, there was Milley who suddenly came to disturb him.
"I'd better go home! Maybe that way I can meet him."
Dylan let out a long sigh then left his favorite city park. He drove his car home.
Some time later, he arrived home. Her rumbling stomach made her footsteps turn to the kitchen. Look at the surrounding area.
"Where's the girl?"
Dylan still had not found Milley there, but his stomach grew increasingly rumbling. Suddenly Nanni came down and headed for the kitchen.
"Milley where, Nanni?"
"There's a room, sir."
"Tumben him in the room, don't call me food, 'do you?"
Nanni shook her head, but she said there was already food for her at the dinner table.
"If Young Master wants to eat, let me warm up."
Dylan sighed, "Alright, if you can hurry, yes!"
"Good, Sir."
Nanni bowed respectfully, then afterward began to heat up the food for her Young Master.
🍂Apartment Michael
For a long time he looked at his cell phone, wanted to immediately contact Milley, but for what reason?
Michael was seen pacing near his bed. Not long after, his phone rang. He quickly approached the phone and saw who the sender was.
"Not Milley" he murmured languidly.
He immediately took off his phone and preferred to watch television. Michael's hand held the television remote and turned it on. Coincidentally the sponsor seen there was a tampon advertisement and immediately he just had an idea.
"Isn't Milley on the moon? Why didn't you think about getting there?"
With his heart pounding, hands trembling slightly, Michael began to play his hand over the black rectangular-shaped object. After sending a message to Milley, with a heart of anxious hope he slipped a prayer, so that Milley returned a message from him.
Milley who happened to have woken up from being distracted by Dylan's voice immediately grabbed her phone. He saw the black flat screen with eyes slightly narrowed because it was still sleepy.
"Michael messages"
"Ha-ah, my WA Lecturer?"
Milley blinked his eyes, so that they would be wide open and not hallucinate. However, it turns out that what he read earlier was actually a message from Mr. Lecturer.
Although full of fear and worry, Milley ventured to open the message.
"Hi, Milley, how are you? It's better yet?"
"Huaaa, Mr. Lecturer is very considerate, geez did not expect to see a lecturer who is as handsome as him."
"Shortly, take a deep breath, take it out and repeat once again."
Milley seemed to have just felt the thrill of love for the first time. Small attention like this was able to make him palpitating and short of breath and happy.
"Geez, don't you, okay?"
Bad thoughts haunt Michael.
"I shouldn't have disturbed him."
Tired of waiting, Michael prefers to go to the bathroom. Meanwhile Milley had just sent her a reply.
After sending the message, Milley scattered herself towards the bed and covered her face with a love-shaped pillow.
Meanwhile, Dylan felt no appetite because the taste was different from Milley's cuisine.
"Nanni, this isn't Milley's cooking, is it?"
"Yes, Non Milley's not feeling well. So he just fell asleep after college."
Dylan put down his fork and spoon, then chose to look for Milley's whereabouts in his room. But not as he imagined. The bedroom is empty and neat. There were only two pillows and one bolster there.
"Then, where did Milley go? Didn't Nanni say she was sick? Or is he just pretending to be sick?"
Dylan was starting to get angry. Then he shouted, "Nanni ....!"
With a frenzied pace, Nanni ran to the second floor. The place where Dylan is.
"I, Sir."
"Where, Milley?"
"In his room, sir."
"Which room? Isn't our room always together."
It seems that Dylan is angry at this point, but Nanni has promised Milley not to tell him where he is.
"Why silence?"
"How much you pay until you obey all his words, huh!"
Nanni lowered her head, she looked frightened this time. For his own safety, he finally informed Milley of the room. With a pompous step, Dylan walked towards Milley's room. Without excuse he opened the door to Milley's room violently.
Milley who was leaking in a state of arriving at the bathroom door, was forced to turn to Dylan. Shame dong, because his blood dripped on the floor.
As he was about to run, Dylan grabbed Milley's hand.
"What pain are you? why so much blood?" ask Dylan worriedly.
"Call Nanni dong, please," Milley pleaded.
Milley held Dylan's face, "I'm fine, it's just a girl's problem."
It turned out that stubborn Dylan was not helped. Undisgusted, Dylan carried Milley's body and took her to the bathtub. He lights warm water there.
"Try you take a warm bath, let's not have too much stomach pain."
"Woi, I did not end soan, why use it in order to soak. Dylan I'm coming to the moon, please call Nanni for a second."
Unable to bear with Milley's dreamy face, he finally called out to Nanni.
"What I did was wrong, the feeling in the novels I read is like that."
Dylan's attention-grabbing intentions should be broken with his pretentious attitude.
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