Chapter Seventy One New Layer

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“You didn’t think to tell me?” Ruslan asked, right now the both of us are in the downstairs bathroom since he wanted to talk in private about this. 

“I said I was planning.” I was standing leaning back against the sink a little while Ruslan leaned against the door hands in his pocket with an expression that I can’t make out if he’s pissed or that his resting face.

“Planning?” He raised an eyebrow and took a step towards me. “You have to make a plan to talk to me?” He asked and I bit my lip, messing with my thumbs. 

“No.” I mumble shifting my eyes down at the floor seeing his foot appear in front of mine.

“No? So what was important that held you from telling me?” Ruslan asked his hand grab my face lightly pulling my attention towards him. 

“..Nothing, I was waiting to tell you when we leave.” I answered and we looked at each other before he broke the silence as he hummed. 

“You pissed me off a little .” I felt him caress my cheek and I leaned into his hand blink at him seeing him soften up. “I’m pissed because you didn’t let me know so listen baby.” Both of his hands touch my face as he leans, making our foreheads touch. “Emilo is a dumb man who makes dumb mistakes that permanent Mой свет, я не могу допустить, чтобы ты стал постоянной ошибкой, понимаешь?” (My light I can't have you becoming a permanent mistake, understand?) He said and gave him a kiss seeing him relaxed a little. 

“Да” (yes) I said and I watch Ruslan serious face break out into a smile. 

“You learned.” He said, sounding proud of me. 

“You told Katia to teach me.” I relaxed wrapping my arms around his neck feeling his hands easily being removed from my face to my waist. 

“So you can understand what’s being said around you but I didn’t think you would use any of it to your vocabulary.” He gave me a kiss before stepping back and walking us out the bathroom. Ruslan and I head back to the kitchen seeing Nadia and Otabek resuming what I had out to cook, Ruslan told the two that we’ll be back for dinner and to keep an eye on Makar since his father and mother have to go somewhere later on.

“Where are we going?” I asked him as we we’re approaching the front door while he kept around my waist opening the door when we got there letting me walk out first. 

“I’m bringing you to work with me.” He said as we walked to the car getting in.

“Oh so I get to see the office today?” I asked as he started the car. 

“No you actually coming to work with me, first thing is getting Halston out of holding while picking you sister up.” He said in one breath and I looked at him and he nodded his head.

“It’s situations like these that make me iffy on having a child if I have to be honest.” I mutter hearing silence in return.

“Is that so.” Ruslan spoke as my eyes shifted from looking out the window to him seeing him leaning back while driving looking comfortable. 

“It is a little like 20 percent” I waved him off and he scof. 

“Wow you pulled a number.” He mumbled sarcastically and I squinted my eyes at him.

“Make it 30 now.” I started and I felt the car speed up some.

“So you lack trust?” He asked and we fell silent before I spoke.

 “I never said that.” I rolled my eyes, getting irritated from his attitude.

“You didn’t have to when it’s worded differently.” He snapped and I whipped my head towards him.

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