Sold My Husband and Bought My Ex-Boyfriend
The Hundred and Nineteen

Vanya gave a crisp laugh hearing the light jokes Marco made. But suddenly the woman was reminded of the fate of the relationship of someone who was no less controversial as she was.

"Oh yeah, how's Anna doing now? She must have married a hero, right?"

"No, yet" said Marco. His face immediately changed as the discussion turned to the relationship between Hero and Anna.

"Why not? Didn't Hero say he wanted to marry Anna when he graduated?"

"Anna's biological father did not want to marry Anna to the Hero. Even papi and mami arrived in front of them, but Anna's parents did not want to marry her daughter. They hate Heroes a lot, and Heroes are also very stubborn, always indifferent to Anna's biological parents. Even seem to hate."

"Oh my God!" Vanya shut her mouth in disbelief. "Pity the fate of Anna, her age has entered the category of late marriage, but the biological parents are very evil. Just found out there's someone like that."

"Oh, I like to get dizzy thinking about their relationship that just stuck on dating status for years!"

Vanya looked concerned. When he felt his life was suffering, it turned out that there was something much more tormented. Hero and Anna have loved each other for a long time, but the relationship has not been able to rise to a more serious level.

"Don't think about Anna and Hero. They're not as bad as you think, they'll probably elope soon."

"Iskh! He's your brother knows!" Vanya clucked in a style about to hit.

"Yes my sister, but today I don't want to mess around with their love story. Talk to them next time. Tomorrow's the car I ordered coming, I'll take my new family both for a walk."

"Tomorrow I work" said Vanya. "Sunday if you want to take a walk."

"Yes already." Marco nodded obediently, but his mind had already ventured into cunning plans.

Satisfied with work, because soon you will be fired when I become the boss.

His eyes looked at Vanya with a smile full of cunning. He'll have Hero buy the plantation immediately.

"Why are you smiling?"

"No!" Marco folded his seedlings inside. Then put his head with a spoiled gesture on Vanya's lap "I miss! Dear, which was lacking!"

He put Vanya's hand over his head hair. The hand immediately stroked Marco's hair without being told to go into more detail.

"Yes, like that Van! Nice, I like it. Elus-elus till I sleep." His eyes were enjoying. It's a lie that Marco said he wanted to sleep, because it might have been another devious plan behind his black head.

"You two are exactly the same. Ella is also like this when she is spoiled," said Vanya.

"Ck. I haven't heard these words for a long time." Vanya last heard that when she was five months old.

Unsatisfied with just being stroked his head, Marco pulled Vanya's hand to touch his cheek. His position now was like a big baby whose behavior was suitable if it was considered Ella's sister.

"Holtain me Van, I'm still very sad because Ella has not yet accepted my presence. Lucky for you already, so I don't need to jump from rock to river bottom."

There was a sigh that made Vanya's chest slightly puffed up. "Patience, Ella is just a child, don't think too much about her words."

"But it hurts here Van!" Marco drew Vanya's hand, put it over his left chest. "Every time I see Ella, she turns her face away like she's looking at an enemy. My heart hurts so much! I don't accept. Do I really have to be that Jimin operative to get Ella's attention?"

The man looked serious. There was a deep sadness on his face.

"If you have plastic surgery, I don't want to see you again!"

"Then what should I do? Conquering two women with hearts of steel at the same time not my expertise," Marco swung his lips, his head looked up at the neck of the Vanya line filled with red rash marks of his love.

"Slowly pass. Everything needs protest, I'll help you say good things about you to Ella every day. He said he was interested in you, '" lied Vanya.

When he was about to put her to sleep, Ella whined, asking Vanya to throw Marco out of the house because she did not like the presence of the man. That's the real truth.

"really? Maybe because looking around I was very charming huh, so Ella thought twice about being hostile to me. Then tomorrow I'll take an extra approach" he said happily. Vanya just smiled awkwardly. Hopefully tomorrow there will be no war between father and son, he thought.

The man got up from his sleeping position. Then a mischievous blink looked at Vanya's body parts. "That's enough elus, Van. Tonight replace you, I'd like to spoil you to the satisfaction."

Instead of wanting to vomit, Vanya's cheeks instantly blushed with Marco's temptation. Hearts popping. His chest was pounding irregularly. The brain is difficult to think clearly if it is in a position like this.

"Awhk!" The woman gasps from the daydream as Marco slips his hand behind the negligee.

"You what?" asked Vanya slightly trembling.

"Everything wants to let alone Vanya. That was less free, just think of it as a simulation. I want to do the truth in this place."

Marco put the woman slowly into bed, then put all his abilities into providing the best service to the woman he so longed for.

I love you, Anya dear.

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