Semua Bab Wife for Hire: Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss: Bab 11 - Bab 13

Denver blinked once, then twice.He’s beginning to see things again. It was probably because of the margarita cocktail that he had consumed earlier.Henry patted him from behind; looking wholly confused. “Hey buddy! Why are you inside the prostitutes’ private room?”Denver blinked again. It was a sort of realization.His cheeks stained red, probably because of the drink, the shame, and the embarrassment…or all of the above.“Come here, Denver! This is a girls’ room!” Henry yelled.Denver then went with Henry, like a child following his father after being swept away in the middle of nowhere.He then saw the woman earlier sitting beside a handsome forty-year-old man in tuxedo, facing the stage to where a naked lovely lady dancing in a pole. Her clothes are vibrant and fluffy, much like her bouncing breasts and hairy genital.“You’re probably imagining things again, pal!” Henry exclaimed. He was right, very right.Denver looked at the woman again. Damn, she definitely looked like Wisdom.

“What exactly did you take in Paris?”“A bachelor’s degree in Music. Isn’t it obvious?”Wisdom shook his head from side to side. “No, I only heard you sing once during high school and that was in the bathroom.”They both burst into loud laughter. “So you are indeed stalking me?”She shrugged. “I didn't have a hobby back then. Perhaps my hobby is comparing and finding angelic voices to refer to talent managers.”A smile was on Wisdom’s beautiful face. Her lips were now on Terry’s.“Why did you marry Richard? You already knew what he was since high school.” Terry’s voice was masculine as ever.She sighed and averted her face away and into the rain-covered windows. “We all make mistakes. I guess that I should be more aware and careful and…less pitiful. You see, I was dragged by Richard’s i-will-never-leave-you and i-love-you-to-the-