WIDOW IN MY BED

Matt thinks about whether he really romantically likes Amanda or likes her sex. Of course, Matt likes sex. It’s a fun activity, but liking Amanda is a different matter.

Amanda’s beautiful. Although she rarely wears diamonds or other jewelry, she already looks luxurious, and her body gestures are also graceful. Amanda has bright brown eyes that will twinkle when talking about food.

Amanda’s smart, too; she speaks three languages besides English. Friend the discussion, and the quarrel is even. And then that woman’s bad temper… Sometimes, it’s funny and adorable in his eyes, so Matt wants to bite his cheek.

Look, Matt, you’ve been bewitched. Apparently, it can’t be helped.

Adam Husain noticed the boss who kept smoking his cigar, frustrated without intending to take it out of his mouth, so he said as a friend. “Your lungs will rot quickly if you keep smoking like crazy, Boss.”

Matt thought very hard, remembered Amanda and that woman’s words were so cruel.

“I don’t know if you’re serious or just messing with the proposal, but I beg you, from today on, let’s live each other’s lives.” Matt was stunned a long time ago, hoping Amanda would say something wrong.

“I’m sorry, Matt, but I have to reject your intentions. It’s better to say from the beginning that I’m not the right partner for you. I may seem to be selling pretty well right now, but there are a million women out there who deserve more than me. Get out of my life, and please promise not to disturb me.”

Matt seems to feel the distance that the woman created when they first met. Amanda put up a wall that was way too high when Matt took the risk. Irony.

“That woman is so stubborn that it feels like she’s driving me crazy!” Matt shouted angrily, venting his emotions.

“She turned me down as a girlfriend and turned down my proposal afterward,” Matt added to Adam. “If this is the case, is it better to use dirty methods? I think threatening and kidnapping is something much better than begging.”

“And after that, Amanda will hate you for the rest of her life,” Adam said sharply.

Matt felt his breath stop at the reality he would face if he were desperate to do that. No, Matt’s got to keep his sanity up.

Matthew Wallace was famous as a man who never showed his heart to anyone. His expression was cold, flat, somber, and sometimes cruel. Adam, who’s known him since high school, is made to shake his head with Matt’s change of attitude now, like a sensitive pregnant woman.

If Matt would normally order her or Jav to prepare ten women to line up for her choice, now the man Adam always called the devil looks pathetic, like a helpless little animal.

Treasure, throne, Amanda. Maybe it’s true his mother used to say that women were poison that could plunge a lot of men into the abyss of hell. Adam believed it was true because he was watching this moment alone.

I should’ve bought popcorn because, by now, the Boss’s acting is like a soap opera actor. It’s so sad, dude. Taunt Adam in his heart.

“I’ve been following what you said, including memorizing the romantic dialogue we picked up from the internet. Even I was desperate to propose to Amanda so she could believe I was serious. You said women would find it easy to bend their knees if they applied. Now, where’s the result? Damn it!” Matt threw his cigar at the wall while cursing Adam.

“All those ideas are from me, but you’re in too much of a hurry, Boss. What’s more, you guys just met. He’s going to need some time.” Adam’s voice sounded so annoying to Matt’s ears.

“I just want to have him as soon as possible,” Matt said.

“Why? It’s not like my boss is careful and considerate. For this time, you’ve been reckless, Boss.” Adam raised one eyebrow after discovering something. “Or perhaps, have you been in love since months ago when you were in Havana?” Matt’s ears look red.

“Don’t be silly,” Matt said seriously.

Adam frowned and said, “Then why do you look so obsessed?”

Adam chuckled a little bit because Matt immediately pointed a gun at him. “Don’t be insolent to your boss, Adam Husain. Please don’t talk about it if you still love your head!” Matt’s mood got worse, so Adam chose not to lure him.

Javas, who was also in the room, suddenly made a sound. “There is a five-star hotel suitable for our acquisition as soon as possible. I have investigated the shareholders, and they turned out to be problematic.”

Matt and Adam did not understand because their topic of conversation went on for a long time.

Then Javas went on: “The hotel is in Sydney. I think it’s good to expand the business to Australia. We’ll take over everything.”Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

The two looked closely at Javas Nararya.

Matt’s smile looks terrible, “Brilliant, Jav. You two, get everything ready. Tomorrow morning, we leave for Sydney.”

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A lot of women get behavior that they don’t deserve. Victims of domestic violence and verbal abuse take a lot of time to recover, and it’s not uncommon for them to ever be a version of themselves.

Amanda put a sedative in her mouth. “Drink the water, Amanda,” Juan gave her a glass of water. “Does the man who owns this hotel make you so pale?”

Amanda shakes, “We’re just having a casual conversation; there’s nothing for you to worry about.” She holds her chest and holds her breath slowly, trying to calm her panic.

I can’t tell you about that prank proposal where there’s a proposal like buying a cat in a sack, no ring, no preparation.

“Then why is your face so pale?” Juan’s voice sounded worried.

“I’m okay, Juan. Just remember something bad.” Amanda smiled to calm her cousin down. Juan knew what Amanda’s bad word meant. Being both her cousin and her physician made her sensitive.

When he saw Amanda asking Matt to leave the ballroom, the young man had already felt something strange and followed her. Juan really looks like a psychic who can read someone’s mood and heart.

“They’re so stupid to think that man is your boyfriend,” Juan said. Amanda knew that her cousin was so smart that it wasn’t easy to fool.

“Those you call fools are our family, Juan,” Amanda said quietly.

“Yes, yes, it’s true. By the way, if something is uncomfortable, you should tell me immediately so I can check it out.”

Amanda smiled. “You used to be a crybaby. You’re a big boy.”

“Today, I shall let You make fun of me, but not next time, “her little cousin is so adorable that Amanda laughs. Remember my message: you can’t isolate yourself, don’t think about it, always take this medicine anywhere, and call me if anything happens. All right?”

“Yes, Doctor Juan.” Amanda respectfully posed to Juan, her cousin. Juan just smiled, too small to see Amanda act.

Juan La Howard knew about Amanda’s trauma, and he was also the one who suggested Amanda go to her psychologist friend for help.

Amanda did so, and her condition improved after treatment, so she did not need to undergo therapy anymore but had to keep consulting regularly.

Everyone has their acceptance and treatment for the trauma he’s suffering. In Amanda’s case, under certain circumstances, she tends to play her traumatic events back and becomes very panicked when her bad memories appear. It’s not uncommon for Amanda to feel inferior and blame herself.

Juan had doubts about what he wanted to say and worried about Amanda’s acceptance. “Amanda, I wanted to apologize before, but I have to say this even though it doesn’t feel right to say it now. I wish you got stronger and more careful after you got back to Sydney.”

“What’s up, Juan?” Amanda asked curiously.

“Chris, your ex-husband…” Hearing that name made Amanda nervous.

“He’s out of jail. After his family went bankrupt, they tried desperately to get the bastard out of there, even though their lives were already very difficult.” Juan’s voice sounded furious.

“Juan, please… I don’t want to know about that guy anymore.”

It looks like Amanda was very surprised by the news. “But you take it easy, and I’ll talk to Steve right away. For a while, you’d better stay at your parent’s house, then remember always to use the driver everywhere.” Now, Amanda’s breath is suffocating again, so claustrophobic that memories of the past hit her again.

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