Chapter 299: 299. Tease (3)
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"You are a pervert," said Claire when she saw Devan.
"But you like it," Devan replied with a wink in one eye.
"How long are you going to keep teasing me? Hurry up and put your clothes on," said Claire as she folded her arms in front of her chest.
Hearing that, Devan didn't respond and just nodded.
"Okay, wait for me," he said then walked to the walk-in closet.
Claire just shook her head. She couldn't imagine what her heart would be like if she had officially become the man's wife. Suddenly Claire shuddered, rubbing the back of her neck feeling a little scared.
"Huh?" Claire's brow furrowed as she felt some parts of her body wet. Checking her body, it turns out that the dress she was wearing was a little wet, maybe because she fell in the bathroom earlier.
"How about this? I can't possibly rejoin the family in a wet dress like this," Claire muttered in confusion.
"What are you thinking, honey? Why do you look nervous like that," asked Devan who suddenly came out of his walk-in closet. Dressed in a casual suit, the man walked and approached Claire while putting the watch in his hand.
Claire took a deep breath and then turned around, revealing her wet dress. "My dress is wet, this is all because of you, Devan," said Claire.
"I can't go back downstairs with clothes like this, I'm ashamed. What will your parents think of me?" She added wagging the hem of her dress again. Isn't this very embarrassing and looks very ungracious? She only goes to the toilet and her dress can get wet like this. Even though she always tried to look beautiful and elegant in front of her future husband's family.
"How about this?"
"If you hadn't pulled me in, none of this would have happened, Devan," said Claire. She looked very worried.
Seeing that, Devan smiled. He likes it when his future wife is very concerned about her appearance in front of his family.
"You stink too, honey," Devan chimed in.
"Huh? Did you just make fun of me?" Claire was more annoyed, the woman then lifted her arm and smelled her own body, immediately she looked sharply at Devan.
."Don't worry, I love you no matter how you are," added Devan, the man looked so relaxed.
"You should be helping me, not mocking me like this. You'll see, after marriage, I won't let you touch me," Claire threatened.
"Is that true? I'm afraid, you're the one who wants to touch my body, honey," replied Devan chuckling.
"Devan… Stop…"
"Hehehe, okay honey. I apologize. Now take a shower, clean your body, you must feel very uncomfortable after falling earlier," said Devan interrupting his future wife.
"But…"
"I'll take care of your dress, honey. Take a shower," said Devan again interrupting the woman's words. He then approached Claire.
Claire reflexively walked backward, her hands raised in front of her chest. "What else do you want to do to me?" asked Claire looking very wary. Being around Devan was very dangerous to her sanity.
Devan chuckled, "No need to be afraid like that, after all, who wants to approach you with a body smelling like that," Devan replied with a very thin smirk on his lips.
Claire was a little annoyed to hear that, but it was true. Her body stinks because she fell earlier. Hearing Devan's words, she lowered her guard and acted as usual.
"I just want to get my phone, honey," said Devan, crossing Claire's body, picking up the flat object that he had previously placed on the nightstand.
Claire ignored him, looking back down at her wet clothes.
However, her body suddenly stiffened. Devan kissed Claire's cheek with a very fast motion.
"But I didn't say I wasn't going to kiss you," he said and then backed away, away from her.
"Now take a shower, honey," Devan said, stopping Claire who looked like she wanted to say something.
"I'll prepare a new dress for you," he added.
Hearing that, Claire fell silent. It seemed that at this point she had no other choice.
"Okay, I'll take a shower. You can wait for me downstairs with the others," Claire said and took a deep breath.
Devan then turned around, got a towel for Claire, and handed it to the woman.
"Thanks, you can go now," Claire said then went into the bathroom.
Right after the bathroom door closed, Devan turned around and wanted to leave the room.
However, his steps suddenly stopped. A ridiculous thing popped into his head. Immediately he turned around, walked over to the bed, and ruffled it. Throwing the blankets on the floor carelessly, not only that, but he also made several pillows scattered irregularly, he even lifted the sheets and left them alone. Devan made his bed very messy.
After doing so, he smiled with satisfaction then walked towards the door and out of the room. Decided to join the family.
"Where is my daughter-in-law? Why are you alone?" Grandma asked when she saw Devan's arrival.
Immediately everyone turned to the man. Anyone could see and know that Devan had just finished taking a shower, the man's hair still looked a little wet, plus he had changed into new clothes.
Hearing Grandma's question, Devan sighed then turned to his mother.
"Mom, I need your help," said Devan to the middle-aged woman.
"I?" Seira pointed at herself.
"That's right, Mom."
"Tell me. What's that?" Seira's response was fast.
"But..." Devan's words trailed off, his gaze then looked at everyone in the room.
As if understanding her son's intentions, Mrs. Seira sighed. "Honey, wait for me a moment. I won't be long," she said to Dave who was still on her lap.
"Okay, Grandma," replied the boy.
"What's the wrong Devan?" asked Mr. Atmadja, representing the question on everyone's mind.
"It's nothing, daddy. Don't worry," Devan replied.
"Tell me, what is it?" Seira asked approaching her son.
"Continue your conversation, don't mind us," said Devan then pulled his mother's arm away from there.
"What happened? Where's Claire? Why are you guys taking so long?" asked Mrs. Seira, by now they were already in the elevator.
"Mom, my wife needs new clothes," Devan replied, getting out of the elevator and walking to his room.
"What do you mean?" asked Mrs. Seira.
Her steps suddenly stopped when Devan opened the door to his room and saw the condition of the bed which was very messy.
"Claire is taking a shower, Mom. I don't want her to wear the clothes she was wearing before, do you have some new clothes? Maybe it will suit Claire, at least for tonight," said Devan.
Hearing that, the corners of Seira's lips twitched, "Whereas, you two will be getting married soon, are you impatient like this?" Seira muttered under her breath while shaking her head.
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"You are a pervert," said Claire when she saw Devan.
"But you like it," Devan replied with a wink in one eye.
"How long are you going to keep teasing me? Hurry up and put your clothes on," said Claire as she folded her arms in front of her chest.
Hearing that, Devan didn't respond and just nodded.
"Okay, wait for me," he said then walked to the walk-in closet.
Claire just shook her head. She couldn't imagine what her heart would be like if she had officially become the man's wife. Suddenly Claire shuddered, rubbing the back of her neck feeling a little scared.
"Huh?" Claire's brow furrowed as she felt some parts of her body wet. Checking her body, it turns out that the dress she was wearing was a little wet, maybe because she fell in the bathroom earlier.
"How about this? I can't possibly rejoin the family in a wet dress like this," Claire muttered in confusion.
"What are you thinking, honey? Why do you look nervous like that," asked Devan who suddenly came out of his walk-in closet. Dressed in a casual suit, the man walked and approached Claire while putting the watch in his hand.
Claire took a deep breath and then turned around, revealing her wet dress. "My dress is wet, this is all because of you, Devan," said Claire.
"I can't go back downstairs with clothes like this, I'm ashamed. What will your parents think of me?" She added wagging the hem of her dress again. Isn't this very embarrassing and looks very ungracious? She only goes to the toilet and her dress can get wet like this. Even though she always tried to look beautiful and elegant in front of her future husband's family.
"How about this?"
"If you hadn't pulled me in, none of this would have happened, Devan," said Claire. She looked very worried.
Seeing that, Devan smiled. He likes it when his future wife is very concerned about her appearance in front of his family.
"You stink too, honey," Devan chimed in.
"Huh? Did you just make fun of me?" Claire was more annoyed, the woman then lifted her arm and smelled her own body, immediately she looked sharply at Devan.
."Don't worry, I love you no matter how you are," added Devan, the man looked so relaxed.
"You should be helping me, not mocking me like this. You'll see, after marriage, I won't let you touch me," Claire threatened.
"Is that true? I'm afraid, you're the one who wants to touch my body, honey," replied Devan chuckling.
"Devan… Stop…"
"Hehehe, okay honey. I apologize. Now take a shower, clean your body, you must feel very uncomfortable after falling earlier," said Devan interrupting his future wife.
"But…"
"I'll take care of your dress, honey. Take a shower," said Devan again interrupting the woman's words. He then approached Claire.
Claire reflexively walked backward, her hands raised in front of her chest. "What else do you want to do to me?" asked Claire looking very wary. Being around Devan was very dangerous to her sanity.
Devan chuckled, "No need to be afraid like that, after all, who wants to approach you with a body smelling like that," Devan replied with a very thin smirk on his lips.
Claire was a little annoyed to hear that, but it was true. Her body stinks because she fell earlier. Hearing Devan's words, she lowered her guard and acted as usual.
"I just want to get my phone, honey," said Devan, crossing Claire's body, picking up the flat object that he had previously placed on the nightstand.
Claire ignored him, looking back down at her wet clothes.
However, her body suddenly stiffened. Devan kissed Claire's cheek with a very fast motion.
"But I didn't say I wasn't going to kiss you," he said and then backed away, away from her.
"Now take a shower, honey," Devan said, stopping Claire who looked like she wanted to say something.
"I'll prepare a new dress for you," he added.
Hearing that, Claire fell silent. It seemed that at this point she had no other choice.
"Okay, I'll take a shower. You can wait for me downstairs with the others," Claire said and took a deep breath.
Devan then turned around, got a towel for Claire, and handed it to the woman.
"Thanks, you can go now," Claire said then went into the bathroom.
Right after the bathroom door closed, Devan turned around and wanted to leave the room.
However, his steps suddenly stopped. A ridiculous thing popped into his head. Immediately he turned around, walked over to the bed, and ruffled it. Throwing the blankets on the floor carelessly, not only that, but he also made several pillows scattered irregularly, he even lifted the sheets and left them alone. Devan made his bed very messy.
After doing so, he smiled with satisfaction then walked towards the door and out of the room. Decided to join the family.
"Where is my daughter-in-law? Why are you alone?" Grandma asked when she saw Devan's arrival.
Immediately everyone turned to the man. Anyone could see and know that Devan had just finished taking a shower, the man's hair still looked a little wet, plus he had changed into new clothes.
Hearing Grandma's question, Devan sighed then turned to his mother.
"Mom, I need your help," said Devan to the middle-aged woman.
"I?" Seira pointed at herself.
"That's right, Mom."
"Tell me. What's that?" Seira's response was fast.
"But..." Devan's words trailed off, his gaze then looked at everyone in the room.
As if understanding her son's intentions, Mrs. Seira sighed. "Honey, wait for me a moment. I won't be long," she said to Dave who was still on her lap.
"Okay, Grandma," replied the boy.
"What's the wrong Devan?" asked Mr. Atmadja, representing the question on everyone's mind.
"It's nothing, daddy. Don't worry," Devan replied.
"Tell me, what is it?" Seira asked approaching her son.
"Continue your conversation, don't mind us," said Devan then pulled his mother's arm away from there.
"What happened? Where's Claire? Why are you guys taking so long?" asked Mrs. Seira, by now they were already in the elevator.
"Mom, my wife needs new clothes," Devan replied, getting out of the elevator and walking to his room.
"What do you mean?" asked Mrs. Seira.
Her steps suddenly stopped when Devan opened the door to his room and saw the condition of the bed which was very messy.
"Claire is taking a shower, Mom. I don't want her to wear the clothes she was wearing before, do you have some new clothes? Maybe it will suit Claire, at least for tonight," said Devan.
Hearing that, the corners of Seira's lips twitched, "Whereas, you two will be getting married soon, are you impatient like this?" Seira muttered under her breath while shaking her head.
"You are a pervert," said Claire when she saw Devan."But you like it," Devan replied with a wink in one eye."How long are you going to keep teasing me? Hurry up and put your clothes on," said Claire as she folded her arms in front of her chest.Hearing that, Devan didn't respond and just nodded."Okay, wait for me," he said then walked to the walk-in closet.Claire just shook her head. She couldn't imagine what her heart would be like if she had officially become the man's wife. Suddenly Claire shuddered, rubbing the back of her neck feeling a little scared."Huh?" Claire's brow furrowed as she felt some parts of her body wet. Checking her body, it turns out that the dress she was wearing was a little wet, maybe because she fell in the bathroom earlier."How about this? I can't possibly rejoin the family in a wet dress like this," Claire muttered in confusion."What are you thinking, honey? Why do you look nervous like that," asked Devan who suddenly came out of his walk-in closet. Dressed in a casual suit, the man walked and approached Claire while putting the watch in his hand.Claire took a deep breath and then turned around, revealing her wet dress. "My dress is wet, this is all because of you, Devan," said Claire."I can't go back downstairs with clothes like this, I'm ashamed. What will your parents think of me?" She added wagging the hem of her dress again. Isn't this very embarrassing and looks very ungracious? She only goes to the toilet and her dress can get wet like this. Even though she always tried to look beautiful and elegant in front of her future husband's family."How about this?""If you hadn't pulled me in, none of this would have happened, Devan," said Claire. She looked very worried.Seeing that, Devan smiled. He likes it when his future wife is very concerned about her appearance in front of his family."You stink too, honey," Devan chimed in."Huh? Did you just make fun of me?" Claire was more annoyed, the woman then lifted her arm and smelled her own body, immediately she looked sharply at Devan.."Don't worry, I love you no matter how you are," added Devan, the man looked so relaxed."You should be helping me, not mocking me like this. You'll see, after marriage, I won't let you touch me," Claire threatened."Is that true? I'm afraid, you're the one who wants to touch my body, honey," replied Devan chuckling."Devan Stop""Hehehe, okay honey. I apologize. Now take a shower, clean your body, you must feel very uncomfortable after falling earlier," said Devan interrupting his future wife."But""I'll take care of your dress, honey. Take a shower," said Devan again interrupting the woman's words. He then approached Claire.Claire reflexively walked backward, her hands raised in front of her chest. "What else do you want to do to me?" asked Claire looking very wary. Being around Devan was very dangerous to her sanity.Devan chuckled, "No need to be afraid like that, after all, who wants to approach you with a body smelling like that," Devan replied with a very thin smirk on his lips.Claire was a little annoyed to hear that, but it was true. Her body stinks because she fell earlier. Hearing Devan's words, she lowered her guard and acted as usual."I just want to get my phone, honey," said Devan, crossing Claire's body, picking up the flat object that he had previously placed on the nightstand.Claire ignored him, looking back down at her wet clothes.However, her body suddenly stiffened. Devan kissed Claire's cheek with a very fast motion."But I didn't say I wasn't going to kiss you," he said and then backed away, away from her."Now take a shower, honey," Devan said, stopping Claire who looked like she wanted to say something."I'll prepare a new dress for you," he added.Hearing that, Claire fell silent. It seemed that at this point she had no other choice."Okay, I'll take a shower. You can wait for me downstairs with the others," Claire said and took a deep breath.Devan then turned around, got a towel for Claire, and handed it to the woman."Thanks, you can go now," Claire said then went into the bathroom.Right after the bathroom door closed, Devan turned around and wanted to leave the room.However, his steps suddenly stopped. A ridiculous thing popped into his head. Immediately he turned around, walked over to the bed, and ruffled it. Throwing the blankets on the floor carelessly, not only that, but he also made several pillows scattered irregularly, he even lifted the sheets and left them alone. Devan made his bed very messy.After doing so, he smiled with satisfaction then walked towards the door and out of the room. Decided to join the family."Where is my daughter-in-law? Why are you alone?" Grandma asked when she saw Devan's arrival.Immediately everyone turned to the man. Anyone could see and know that Devan had just finished taking a shower, the man's hair still looked a little wet, plus he had changed into new clothes.Hearing Grandma's question, Devan sighed then turned to his mother."Mom, I need your help," said Devan to the middle-aged woman."I?" Seira pointed at herself."That's right, Mom.""Tell me. What's that?" Seira's response was fast."But..." Devan's words trailed off, his gaze then looked at everyone in the room.As if understanding her son's intentions, Mrs. Seira sighed. "Honey, wait for me a moment. I won't be long," she said to Dave who was still on her lap."Okay, Grandma," replied the boy."What's the wrong Devan?" asked Mr. Atmadja, representing the question on everyone's mind."It's nothing, daddy. Don't worry," Devan replied."Tell me, what is it?" Seira asked approaching her son."Continue your conversation, don't mind us," said Devan then pulled his mother's arm away from there."What happened? Where's Claire? Why are you guys taking so long?" asked Mrs. Seira, by now they were already in the elevator."Mom, my wife needs new clothes," Devan replied, getting out of the elevator and walking to his room."What do you mean?" asked Mrs. Seira.Her steps suddenly stopped when Devan opened the door to his room and saw the condition of the bed which was very messy."Claire is taking a shower, Mom. I don't want her to wear the clothes she was wearing before, do you have some new clothes? Maybe it will suit Claire, at least for tonight," said Devan.Hearing that, the corners of Seira's lips twitched, "Whereas, you two will be getting married soon, are you impatient like this?" Seira muttered under her breath while shaking her head.
