like a dream

Arsean has  downstairs as his wife was seen walking out gracefully, wearing a luxurious navy evening dress that fit perfectly on her body, Arzhie was so beautiful. From the beginning, Arsean realized that his wife's physique was perfect.

Zhie was the only daughter of the Wilson family which was famous for being very great in her era, but there was a problem between her family.

As a result of his father's sister's mistake, their company shook and asked Adinata's family for help, coincidentally the two were old friends.

Zhie has always liked Arsean, but she is not serious even just joking when she is hanging out with Jey and Ana. Also aware of Arsean many like.

In the past, Arsean was Zhie's upperclassman at school. But only Zhie knew Arsean, it seemed that Arsean from the beginning of meeting did not comment if he was Zhie's upperclassman.

Arsean was indeed in high school at the same school as Arzhie, but after graduating the man went abroad, continued his studies there, and how many years he had just returned home, his family ended up betrothing them.

Zhie walked nervously and then walked up to her husband, her face flushed as she looked into Sean's eyes that looked fascinated with her.

Honestly, it took Zhie a long time to decorate just for dinner with her husband, she felt like a teenager who had just tasted a date with a lover.

"It's so beautiful," Arsean said then took something out of his pocket, wrapped around his wife's body, and paired a diamond necklace with a moon pendant.

Zhie was a little surprised by Arsean's low voice, Zhie held the necklace around her neck, and then Sean led herself to face the mirror.

"It's the moon, you know Zhie. You are very beautiful among people here, like the most beautiful moonlight in the sky." Arsean praised his wife which of course made her want to scream at that.

Zhie was holding a moon pendant exuding luster, sure enough it was so beautiful. "Sean, it's really beautiful, thank you." Obviously very happy.

Arsean nodded at Zhie's explanation. "Zhie, this is as my apology. You don't get angry anymore when you're upset, huh." He said then changed to kiss Zhie's left cheek beside him.

"Yes Sean, hmm. I'm sorry. Thank you again." Zhie immediately shed tears in the corners of her eyes, she was very moved by what Arsean did.

"Can it be like this forever," Zhie said closing her eyes.

Arsean and Arzhie will indeed have dinner out, their destination is the famous restaurant located in the country. Of course they will go to the most expensive restaurant here with chefs famous for their cuisine.

Zhie herself wanted it, of course they boxed the place first.

finally they arrived, with Dimas opening the door and the two bosses went downstairs and walked in.

Arsean pulled out a chair and invited his wife to sit down, while the waiter prepared an appetizer for a welcome and poured him a glass of wine.

"We don't order wine, and my wife can't drink it." Obviously Arsean refused the waiter who poured the wine, even though he obviously did not order wine.

"You can give us fruit juice." Arsean continued coldly.

After the departure of the maid, Zhie settled her husband. "Do you come here often?" asked Zhie.

Arsean hasn't answered yet but only stared at him once, until Zhie misbehaved several times with Arsean's treatment and then decided to speak again.

Arsean smiled resoundingly at the sight that his wife was misbehaving and then let go of his amazed look.

"So, don't you come here often?" Zhie asked again.

"Yes, just a few times." He said briefly.

The main meal came as well and Arsean served Zhie painstakingly and very romantically for sure. Of course, it made Zhie eat his food well and even devoured once, until Arsean shook his head, again Arsean was excited to see Zhie.

I don't know why his memory leads to Bianca this time, every time he eats with Bianca in a luxurious place. He will definitely teach you how to eat well first.

But looking at Zhie who ate gracefully without leaving the slightest bad impression, Arsean seemed to be fascinated by the way people ate this time.

Zhie is familiar and taught good eating procedures a long time ago, so there is no need to teach it anymore.

Arsean was so happy to see him even staring at him nonstop, from the stages were not missed in the slightest.

The choice of people knows that it is indeed great, this kind of woman can accompany him in the business empire. If only Zhie was also able to keep up with the intelligence in doing business as well.

But many things Arsean didn't know, he thought Zhie was just like any other woman. However, it is very obvious. The expensive necklace she gave was only considered an ordinary item.

Zhie is ordinary for her goods but she is very happy that Arsean gave them. But it would be different if it was Bianca. Surely he would hug Arsean tightly and then thank him cheaply and say if this item is very luxurious, because the woman wants wealth and other luxury goods.

The meal was smooth, until Zhie ate voraciously and was very happy, without even the slightest residue.

But until the last meal, Zhie suddenly closed her mouth directly, there was a sense of nausea just appeared.

"I'm going to the toilet first." Soon Zhie walked quickly regardless of the husband's words.

"Huek!"

All the food Zhie ate just now came out again, her face flushed so much that she closed her eyes, it didn't taste so good.

Soon she felt a hand massage the nape of his neck slowly.

"Is it still nausea?" Asked Arsean, who was suddenly behind Zhie.

"Sean?? Why are you here? I-this is dirty. So go out first, I'll clean it up first." Zhie was nervous mixed with embarrassment. Even forgetting her suddenly unpalatable stomach.

Arsean ignored Zhie's words, he turned the water faucet and the vomit was carried away by the current.

Arsean then took a tissue and began to wipe Zhie's wet face. Another sweet treatment, really made Zhie happy again.

Can't stand it anymore, the happiness and emotion of her husband's attention, made her shed tears and hugged him tightly.

"Sean, we just go home ... My stomach is not very good." Zhie even said something untrue just to cover up her excitement to tears.

Arsean hugged his wife back and rubbed her back lightly. "Well, we go home now." Arsean immediately carried his wife, with Zhie draping her hands around her husband's neck and hiding her face on her husband's chest.