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I Am Anti-romantic

Ep; "Yeah but can't we do that some other time?" When he frowned grumpily and didn't say a word, she smiled and cupped his face, "My handsome boy, I promise to go out with you some other time. Max is left alone with Maggie, how's she gonna cope with that babysitting all alone?" "I know but–okay, when next are you coming." "Well let's say–" "Tomorrow." He quickly suggested. Holding her both hands in his, he kissed them, "Please, visit me tomorrow." P.S; Credit to cover owner.

Ahanuwa_B_Osarugue · Urban
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299 Chs

Will you remarry me?

Petra vigorously nodded her head and smiled, "Yes, it is the same ring."

Widening his eyes in shock, Grayson stammered, "W-Wait what? You mean, you kept these all these years?" When she nodded, he asked, "B-But why?"

"I had it in mind that one day you will come to regret everything you did and reunite with me." Looking at the ring, Petra sighed, "Seems like my little wishes came to pass and-"

Shutting her up, Grayson crashed his lips on hers. When the ring slip off her hand because she had already given in and started moaning softly, Grayson quickly caught the ring in his hand without sparing a glare at the falling direction.

Not expecting the loss of balance, they both ended up crashing on the bed with Petra under him and Grayson on top of her. When she started breathing heavily as a result of the deep kiss which he just broke, he stared into her eyes for a while before taking her left hand in his and asking, "Petrarchan Michael, will you marry me for the second and last time?"

When she didn't say anything for a while and the atmosphere around them felt awkward, he panicked and began to lose hopes as her reply might be no! As usual.

"Yes!"

Grayson lifted his head which was already downcasted in dismay and hopefully asked, "Y-You will remarry me, right? You just said yes?"

Vigorously nodding her head, Petra chuckled, "Yes, I will remarry you Grayson, yes forever."

"Woohoo!!!" He wanted to pull her into his embrace as the excitement was too much for him to bear but he only ended up falling on top of her. Pulling away, he grinned, "My precious stone, my moonstone, my sunstone, my starlight, I'm so glad to have you back into my life, Mrs Grayson Flynn."

Before she could chuckle, he had insert the ring into her finger. Placing his hand on his chest, he breath a sigh of relief, "Ah, by tomorrow, I'll get our wedding certificate and a brand new ring for us."

"But what happened to this one?" Waving her left ringed finger, she asked.

"Nah, this is just a symbol of the past now. I'll get us the symbol of the present so we'll have to dust off the past forever." He stated before crashing on top of her.

Caressing his head, she smiled, "Hmm, you have no idea how long have craved for this special moment of us again."

"You did?"

"I've been thinking about now and you on top of me just like the way we are right now and also-" Admiring the ring, she added, "This little diamond ring on my finger."

"Well, maybe you'll admire more when I give you something unique." When she slightly furrowed her brows, he knelt pinning her on the bed with his both knees beside her and she locked up in the middle.

After he took off his t-shirt and traveled down to his zipper, she blushed and turned her face away.

"What's there to be shy about?" Without waiting for her reply, he quickly asked, "Are you trying to act like the virgin you were just like the very first day I wanted to touch you after our wedding?"

"Gosh. You haven't stopped teasing me with that." Petra rolled her eyes. How could she possibly forget the awkward moment back then years ago when they newly got married and she seemed too shy to expose herself in front of him because she was never touched by any man in her entire life. Infact, during her dating durations with Grayson before he engaged her, he had tried severally and she'll only ask him to wait until their wedding night.

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Calvin's penthouse

Inside

The boogie songs continued to play on the background after the pops, raps and rocks. Few but many casual friends are busy chatting and tittering with glasses of wines in their hands.

None was wearing suits or tuxedos, they all were on casual outfits. Which made Jin-joo to wonder if it was the dress code appointed for the occasion or someone just wanted to put on what he or she felt like.

Though there were lots of women as well as men. Majority of the feminines were unfamiliar, so are the masculines. Hardly before jin-joo's eyes flicked on her usual friends who were busy chatting afar from a distance amongst the scanty crowd.

Tasha, Anastasia, Nelly and Rubie, were putting on something similar to each other's like they all planned the outfits within themselves. To be surprised, their babies weren't with them and Jin-joo thought that maybe or maybe not their husbands might have the babies with them but nope!

Not until her eyes trailed right to the four handsome men whom were busy discussing and laughing happily together with no babies in their arms.

Damn, where the hell did these naughty parents hid those little cute munchkins?

Then, Jin-joo felt a bit nervous. She has never been this nervous before in her whole life. A famous rapper who could stand firm in front of billions of people without a wave is getting nervous? Over what?

Well maybe it's just because she found out that she's the only pregnant woman in the house and all other women had flat belly and she's the only one here with a belly that looks as big as a universal tank.

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