Forced to Marry Young Master
The Dilemma of two human children

It was late at night when Han finished all his affairs today.

The elevator doors

open to welcome solitude. There was no one on the floor

this apartment. This floor has only one main door. Han went in

in house. The smell that every day welcomes him in the dimness of the night.

He thought of a remote on top of the closet he put his shoes. Turn on some lights.

Lamps in several corners of the room make this house look like a house

the humans.

Huh! In just a few days

a lot has happened.

Han has already gotten the information

madam's homecoming. If that woman brought a girl. Not being

who it takes. It is not important and should not be included in the list

something to watch out for. But damn, madam really has

make a detailed plan like that. That girl is not someone who is hated

young master.

The boy had grown up apparently. But madam this time it looks like you've completely missteps. If only you had taken her when the young master was slumped in Helena's house. You still have hope. But if it was now, the young master did not even willing his wife in the lyrics of another man.

The young master would certainly not budge in the slightest. Han knew, how deep Saga felt

for the young lady. But he also knew that his master was currently

worried about the pregnancy. He had arranged a consultation with the obstetrician earlier. As soon as possible, this should be done, he thought.

Han went into the bathroom, filling

the tub with warm water then put a few drops of therapeutic aroma into it.

He took off his clothes. And get in the bathtub.

If the lady gave me an idea about

remarrying to pass on the offspring, what the young master would consider.

There was no way Han's mind would come to a realization.

He put his head on the edge of the bathtub. Looking up and staring

the bathroom ceiling. Daniah's face was clearly reflected there. How

the girl got upset when she climbed the stairs to her room. Even missy

not trying to cover up his bad taste with a stale smile or anything.

Han felt that the madam had managed to find a weakness there.

But one thing still makes him convinced, that women do dream of being a mother. Like any process in the way. Whisper her up. So the fear of Mr. Saga seems out of place.

Women are the hardest creatures to guess what they want!

Even during the trajectory of her conversation with Aran the day before yesterday on XX island before the girl's departure back to the capital.

" Aran come here, I want to ask." The girl approached curiously looking flared in her eyes.

" He is master."

" Do you still want to be a mother even though you know getting pregnant and giving birth is not easy." Aran's shocked face heard Han's question. She smiled shyly.

" What are you thinking?"

" I'm sorry."

" Just answer it clearly."

" Is this about the young master?"

Cih, sometimes if you use your brain, your man is always right.

" Just answer me."

" Mister, maybe to this man sounds absurd huh. But perhaps it is from there that God created women for their nature to be mothers. So for most women being a mother is like a dream and its own ideals. Although knowing pregnant is not easy, giving birth is full of struggle. But everything was cured after seeing the face of the child who was born."

What the fuck does he seem so happy. Yes, he would have said he wanted to marry and have many children.

" If you're married, I'll get married." Aran smiled thinly with an answer that was no less against the arrogance of fellow singles.

" Shut your mouth!" Don't know why Han was offended by Aran's words.

" Why are you angry? I'm not asking to marry you."

" uh! you've even dared to be blatant now." Leaving Aran who was staring at his back until it disappeared into the villa.

Stupid girl! It's still a long time to think about myself.

Han was still leaning in his bathtub, even though the water in his bath had already slightly decreased in temperature.

Big master, dad. Did I do my best to protect the young master and the people he loved. Dad, I'm beating it up.

The bathroom light reflects off the face of an old man. Han smiled and tried to grab it with his hand.

***

Meanwhile, it was far from the Han residence. Someone he said was stupid.

The waiters in the back house

been operating normally. From morning till night. They do

work seriously without much talk while working. Especially all day

after they returned from XX island. They had to clean the main house

with extra.

Aran himself despite the work

the main thing is to be next to Miss Taapi she is also in bandage for

cleaning the main house. All day he could only be amazed

look at the ceiling of the room. The lights are shining in every room. Chairs

luxurious and shiny main house. Something even more than what

he could imagine. Have covered the conglomerate's house several times,

but really, the main house was the most magnificent and magnificent house he had ever entered. Master Saga's level was truly above others in general.

Main chamber. How it looks

ladies and gentlemen's room. Just the butler, Mr. Mun, and the two servants

the senior woman who could enter the room. They are the ones on duty

keeping the main room clean. Aran knew the two senior servants. But when

asked about how the master and miss rooms were both just staring silently and

not opening the mouth. Their answers are the same.

“ Aran, don't ask anything that

it has nothing to do with your work. Especially about the ladies and gentlemen.

Love your life.”

Hah, I know what that means. Turns out

han's secretarial power is not only in the company, but also penetrates to the

main house.

Aran dropped his body on top

the bed, after a quick shower. He straightened his legs and

his back. Her hair was still a little wet. But not taken by it.

Aaaa, it's so comfortable!

Because he is still alone he can do what he wants. Roll over on the bed and kick the blanket. Especially when the face of Secretary Han flashed.

I must be crazy! How can I answer him so. And what he said just now, blatantly. Who said hey. Mussiness.

But Aran is still quite self-aware, if his mistakes in the past have not been forgiven.

How can I apologize properly, if every single one offended that matter. He always said. Shut your.

Already know he's a mad tiger, you still like him. It was your own fault, Aran. Maybe so his heart resuscitated. Until he fell asleep the name Han was still spoken in the murmur of his dreams.

Seriate