Steal

Marga's P.O.V

At the same time, he wrapped his arm around my waist, causing me to feel electricity for an unknown reason. Mrs. Lopez grinned and shuddered as we stood there watching.

Klark, you're such a cheesy jerk. You have the potential to be an actor.

When Mrs. Lopez looks at us, we really do look like a love team.

"And you're also quite attractive, Architect! You two appear to be a good match." Mrs. spoke up once more. Lopez is an abbreviation for Lopez Lopez.

Klarks simply chuckled.

"You're handsome and have a sexy wife!" she exclaimed, laughing.

I shrugged in response to what she was saying.

"By the way, what brought you guys here?" she inquired.

Klark let out a sigh.

"We just got back from the hospital," clarified Klark.

He shook his head. "Oh, really? Why is this so? Is something going on?" Mrs. Lopez caught a glimpse of me while frowning.

"When my wife was cleaning the house, she had an asthma attack. I had no idea she was allergic to anything. Tomorrow, we'll clean the house and deliver the cat to my sister."

"Well, it's good to know she's fine and okay now," Mrs. Lopez said softly as she smiled at me.

I only offered her a small smile.

Klarks clenched his teeth.

"Can she sleep here first, if possible? I'll go get her after lunch."

"Oh, really? Is that it? Okay, then! It's okay that he arrived first; at the very least, it's safer. We don't have any pets in the house." Mrs. Lopez's immediate approval is required.

"Thank you," says Klark.

"Oh, you insignificant Architect! She's arrived first, so I'll take care of her!"

"Thank you." Thank you again, and I thank you.

"By the way, you don't have a maid, and it appears that you're still cleaning the house?" Mrs. Lopez's inquisitiveness

"We're still waiting for our former maid; she's still in the province, so we haven't been able to go home yet, but we might hire a temporary cleaner first," Klark responded once more.

Mrs. Lopez stated, "Well, good."

I had no idea he wasn't stingy... talker. It is prudent to converse with someone for an extended period of time—it is not obvious on his face. He does, however, appear to be a snob.

"That's why I suppose. Your maid's house appears to be quite far away,"

He gave a nod. "Yes, indeed. She's in Polilio Quezon, which is quite far away. I contacted her again, and she said Eva might come in a few weeks, and she's just taking care of them "Klark turned to face me as if he had already explained everything.

I'm curious as to why Eva hasn't arrived yet.

Mrs. Lopez just nodded as she smiled at us.

"Does that mean you're taking Eili to see Grandpa?" Rius responded.

"Yes, young man. We'll just visit her every weekend, and there's still room for Eili. When we leave, your Mama appears to be safe as well "He went on to explain to Rius.

It turns out that their cat has its own room as well. How does it appear?

What a sassy kitty. All they have to do is study.

I bit my lower lip to keep from laughing. Marga, you're completely insane. Is that a result of your earlier attack?

When I looked at Zeus, I could hear him snoring and leaning heavily on me.

"Klark, you should take Zeus home with you. He appears tired and sleepy, which is unfortunate, and they may still be awake, aren't they, and do they still have school tomorrow?" When he heard what I said, he immediately turned to face me.

I caressed Zeus' head at the same time and noticed the dimple again, so I caressed it even more.

My poor little boy.

Klark rose to his feet. "Without a doubt. Mrs. Lopez, we're leaving; I'll be back tomorrow to pick up my wife." he bid goodbye and get up.

"All right, Architect," she said, nodding as she turned to face her son, who was conversing with Rius. "Go to your room, Jericho, and sleep." "You're still early tomorrow, you might get caught in your service," she said to her son, who was standing next to Rius and talking but was cut off by his mother's words.

I gulped as he turned to me and smiled as he whispered.

"Baby, we're going to leave. "Here are your clothes."

Simultaneously, he dropped a paper bag on the sofa while staring at me and lifted Zeus, his head resting on its shoulder.

Because I wasn't breathing, the tenderness in his voice almost made me faint.

'Thank you, baby.'

If only I could, and if only I could, I would have told him that and kissed him right away!

That's not something I'd do because I'm a braggart. So I just pondered it. I let out a sigh.

"Sleep tight, Doctor, and don't forget to take your medication," he said, handing over my phone, which he had brought and kept in his pocket.

He is very considerate.

I bit my lower lip as if I didn't want to look at the paper bag while he was standing right in front of me. It's awkward because he's already seen my panty!

"Uh... thank you." I expressed my gratitude to him.

I couldn't look at him directly, despite the fact that I could see out of the corner of my eye that he was just staring at me as if he could only see me.

I squatted down immediately to kiss the child Zeus, who had already closed his eyes, and kissed him on the cheek, as well as Rius.

Klark, who was staring at me, caught my attention.

"Goodnight..." I said to them.

I was about to leave when he suddenly brought his face closer to mine so that I could stand where he was and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

That happened so quickly, but I could feel the pressure when he applied the lip, especially on my lower lip, and his tongue went out.

I felt the heat of what he had done as if my entire body was charged.

My God... why is he surprising me? What is causing Mrs. Lopez's body to suddenly heat up?

When I noticed the sinking of his dimples as he smiled and looked at me, I couldn't help but notice the ghostly smile on his lips.

While my mouth was still parted and his gaze was back on my lips, I quickly adjusted my expression and closed my mouth.

"Sleep well..." he said to me before turning to his son, who was still Zeus.

"All right, Rius, let's go." Before they turned away, I heard him chuckle.

Even though I felt like I was having a stroke because I couldn't move from where I was standing, and with so much shaking and an effect on me, I pretended it didn't matter, even though I wanted someone to jump for joy at the beating of my heart rate.

We took them to the gate and waited for them to get in the car before letting them into the house.

We went back inside Mrs. Lopez's house right away.

"Marga, let's go. First, I'll show you where to sleep "she said with a smile.

"All right..."

I simply followed her.

She pushed open the gray door, revealing the medium-sized guest room to me.

"Is that all right with you?"

"A-ahm, Sure thing! No problem, this is fine with me. Thank you." I immediately nodded and smiled at her.

"Do you, by the way, already have a dress? Then I can lend you one." She stated.

I don't recall noticing that Klark had brought it for me.

I shook my head immediately.

"There's no need. My husband brought me." I smiled at her and showed her the paper bag I was holding.

He also smiled at me.

"That's fine. It's good that you're carrying something; I'm getting a little sloppy when I wear my clothes, eh you know... I'm fat!" At the same time, it's an awkward laugh of my own. "If you want to take a bath, there are toiletries in the bathroom. Have you had your meal yet? Do you want me to prepare a meal for you? It's humiliating, and I couldn't cook for my visitor right away!"

I'm still stuffed from the snack Rius and I shared earlier.

"Oh no, there's a need." I laughed. "I've finished my meal. I'm still stuffed. Thank you very much."

"That's fine. I'm going to bed." It said good-by and smiled at me once more.

"Mrs. Lopez, thank you for keeping me here tonight. Good night, everyone."

"Goodnight, dear," she said as she smiled and I turned away.

After she left, I immediately took care of myself, taking a shower and checking to make sure my clothes were clean.

Wearing pajamas and a t-shirt. Not too shabby. He was very familiar with what made me feel at ease.

I immediately combed my hair and towel-dried it.

My chest no longer ached as much, and my breathing had returned to normal.

I eventually couldn't sleep. Rius and Zeus come to mind as well. And who will look after the kids if I am not home tomorrow?

I let out a long sigh.

That's because you bless Marga for her tenacity! You can't sleep in your house because you still caressed the cat.

You have the impression that you are sleeping next to him.

However, even... When I wake up in the morning to see his sly eyes and a new bath, it won't be all day.

I shook my head at my own thoughts.

I slid into bed, ready to sleep, but I was restless.

My mind was jumbled, and his kiss seemed to have traumatized me during my idiotic phase. It's like a mental replay of what happened earlier.

Has he just kissed me?

He kissed me on the lips.

It's more than just a kiss, I believe.

There's something about that kiss that I can't put my finger on.

Why am I feeling this way after only a split second, even though he stole a kiss on my lips without my permission? And why would he need my approval?

Marga, you've remarried.

It's easy to see how he melts my heart. He drives my heart crazy. He's driving me insane right now without even realizing it.

I have a strong desire for more.

Oh my goodness, this isn't right! What's the matter with you, Marga?

That thing is simple for him, but why is it difficult for me if I do the seemingly impossible? There appears to be restraint?

Is it because it's part of a strategy? Is it a play? Is he allowed to kiss me?

I changed my mind right away. I frowned, unavoidably concerned.

I immediately dispelled the delusion. Maybe that's just a ruse to keep Mrs. Lopez from interrogating us.

As a result, my husband and I must maintain a genuine demeanor in public.

For many years, I was content to keep a close eye on him. And I'm scared to the point where it's overflowing into something I can't quite put my finger on.

And I just don't want to think about it, even though I know it's not for him. I'm the only one who considers it.

Isn't it all just a show?

I shouldn't provide context. That's correct. It is not necessary. It's absolutely nothing.

I yawned, knowing that drowsiness would visit me in the morning.

"Stupid. It's just part of a show, Marga," I said as I covered my eyes, as if the weight of what I was feeling was too much for me.