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She gasped in admiration as she looked at her daughter, who was wearing a tight red dress that widened from her waist to her knees, red shoes like her lipstick as well, and finally her brown hair that fell over her shoulders and reached half her back.

She said, "Oh, you look so beautiful!"

"Really? Does it look pretty on me?" She said as she twisted to see her well.

"Yeah, really, really, come with me."

He was sitting and waiting impatiently, and with features that concealed his feelings, his father was sitting next to him smiling, and Ryan was on the other side talking to him, and next to Ryan were his two older brothers and their wives. They were only from Kris's side; the rest of the audience was from Albert's side.

At this moment she came out from behind her mother, and Ryan ignored and smiled a little, and his heart started to beat. "Why is she so beautiful!"

While his father greeted her happily, he was contemplating her details. She stood in front of him and looked at him with cunning and defiance, then smiled and yelled at him.

He said, "hello."

"welcome"

The engagement ceremony began, and the atmosphere was pleasant, with Albert's laughter and the great happiness of Roger. He has been waiting for a long time, waiting for Kris's wish.

Kris grabbed her cold hand lightly and lifted it to insert her small diamond ring on her finger.

And she did the same, but she was feeling burning inside, as she had imagined this moment with her only lover, Peter 2.

Clap them all.

They sat next to each other, and he smiled at her.

"How do you feel?"

"And how do you think I feel?"

"Aren't you happy?"

You looked at him silently.

He tried to change the subject and said, "By the way, you look beautiful."

She began to imagine Peter, who had said this to her, and just after they were engaged, she smiled disappointedly and said, "I'll get the juice."

After she was gone, he whispered, "It seems hard to come by! I like that."

She was fascinated by her imagination as she poured the juice into the cups. Then his older brother's wife came to her and said, "Hello."

Didn't like her very much: "Hello."

Kris surprised us a lot when he told us he wanted to get married.

We are all excited about who she will be chosen.”

She smiled a small smile but was surprised by what she said, "Yes?"

"As we know, he is closed to himself, and his concern is not girls and marriage at all, because he is a practical person and the favorite of my father-in-law, so do not expect, my dear, that he will treat you romantically, even if a little," she said provocatively.

"You have nothing to do with that. Oh yeah, he just told me I'm very pretty and smiled at me, so don't meddle, you arrogant," she answered sharply, exasperated by the way she had just spoken to a bride-to-be.

She finished and left.

The night passed, and she ignored Kris even when they were gone.

He said to her next to her ear, "Goodbye, my fiancée, see you later."

Then he kissed her lightly and quickly on the cheek, and she became angry and whispered,

"Don't come near me when we just got to know each other, Mr. Kris."

He smiled slyly: "But we'll know each other better, Miss Veronica, so I'll cut it short...first, secondly, you should tense up and lower your head with a shy smile and not give orders to your new fiancé."

He put a piece of paper in her hand and said, "Here's my number if you need anything."

Then he went and let it burn. "That provocateur! He seems to be defying me. Don't you think you'll win me over, you hater?"

As for him, he got into the car and stared a little at the window, then smiled a small smile, whispering to himself.

"You turned my being from the beginning and made me want you in just so many days; what magic do you have?"

Kris was holding his phone, hoping Veronica would send him one message after he gave her his number; it's been over a week.

The phone rang to announce a new message. He

looked meditatively and was very shocked when he really saw her, and she said,

"Hello, I'm Veronica."

"welcome"

"How are you?"

"Okay, how about you?"

"Okay, are you working now?"

"Yeah, but I'm on a break, so it's okay."

"I was very nervous on the day of the engagement, so we didn't talk much. I'm curious about you, but it's okay. How about you come visit me one day?"

"Sure, when?"

"The day after tomorrow is fine."

"Okay, I'll come in my rest time."

"Bye."

"Bye."

He smiled a slight smile and said, "Strange! I expected her to be sharp-tempered and hard to come by."

She turned off her phone and smiled victoriously and said, "Now it's the turn of the other bastard."

I knocked on the door when I got there, and he opened it while he was still asleep.

"I see you can sleep well," she said coldly.

He opened his eyes in shock: "Veronica!"

I ignored him and went inside, saying, "Why did you call so many times? What do you want from me?"

He said in despair, "Now you ask, after more than three weeks have passed since our separation?"

"So you don't want to say something?"

She said as she was about to leave, and he said quickly,

"No, no, listen to me, I didn't mean that I didn't want you anymore, but there was no escape because you were forced."

"So?"

"We could have met, and you were married without his knowledge; in the end, you don't love each other."

"You mean you don't mind me marrying someone else but just meeting you?"

I nodded yes, and she feels a fire in her chest.

She said, trying not to cry, "Okay, then after tomorrow at three there won't be anyone home; come."

She finished her talk and came out thinking of defeat, "Despicable, he didn't even intend to marry me, so it's okay for him if I belong to someone else. Am I his girlfriend or his girlfriend, that idiot?"

Wednesday

“Bye, Mom, Daddy, and Hana.” She

closed the door behind them and smiled cheerfully,

“Now I can get rid of them both.” She

waited a little while looking at her wristwatch.

The story continues below.

As soon as I approached three, the bell rang, and I stood up excited to open the door for Peter.

They sat together for a quarter of an hour, then muttered, looking at her watch, "He must be coming by now."

"What?"

"No, what do you say we go to the back garden? The air must be nice in front of the swimming pool."

"Okay, good idea."

They went and began to approach him and surrounded his neck with her hands, saying, “I miss you.” He

smiled maliciously and surrounded her waist: “Me too and a lot.”

Kris arrived, very excited to talk to her.

surprised that the door was open and called "Veronica!"

When he did not find an answer, he was afraid that something had happened to her, so he rushed in, looked for her, but did not find her. Then he saw the back garden door open, so he entered hoping to find her there, but he was shocked when he saw her exchanging kisses with a strange boy who

He felt as if a large rock had fallen on his heart.

His frightened expression turned hateful, so he came to leave, but here Veronica turned away from Peter and was shocked, so she followed him, calling him "Kris!"

He went outside quietly, and Peter asked her in amazement,

"Who is this?"

She shouted at him, "Fuck you because I lost my fiancé!"

"But..."

"Get out of my house right now; I don't want to see you anymore, you bastard!"

He listened to her and was surprised by her behavior and left quickly.

The day passed, and it was time.

for bed.

She rolled over on her bed a lot. Although tonight she should be sleeping deeply and comfortably, she feels remorse for Kris.

I exhaled angrily, saying, "What's wrong with me? In the end, he doesn't love me and considers me as money to repay his debt by force, so why am I now thinking about him and his reaction? Is what I did bad?"

The whole night passed, and she was trying to sleep, but something inside her prevented her from doing so and reprimanded her severely.

Three days have passed, and her family is sitting with her at the breakfast table.

Albert said, "So what did you do while we were on the flight?"

"nothing"

"Really? Didn't you talk to your fiancé all the time?" Hannah said, trying to tease her because she knew she wouldn't talk to Kris.

I looked at her angrily and shut her up.

Her mother said, "Right, didn't you talk to him?"

She replied to herself, "Didn't he talk to you about the separation?"