Then I met you

~Part 15~

           ~2 weeks later~

"He is so cutee"

          Becky was squeezing their puppy called "BonBon". They adopted it last week.

"Come to Daddy"

          Freen was sitting on the sofa and called him. He quickly ran to his daddy and Freen stoked him.

"Goodbye babe, BonBon. Don't forget to pick me"

"Okay Teerak I will"

          Then, Becky left their house.

          ~In the evening~

"It's late, why doesn't she pick me up?"

          Becky was whispering to herself. It's about 7pm and it's getting dark. She called Freen but Freen didn't pick up. She saw the light and it was a porsche, a pink porsche.

"Omg, that's cool. Whose car is that?"

          Then, the car stopped in front of her and Freen got out. She smiled at Becky and,

"Surprise!"

"What's that mean??"

"You always want a pink porsche. So, I decided to buy one. Sorry for being late, I was stuck in the gate with a security about I'm your wife but they didn't believe me"

          She truly felt sad at that time.

"Next time, I will say it to them"

           Becky gave a quick kiss and got into the car. She looked at Freen suspiciously,

"Wait, where did you get the money??"

          Freen laughed and,

"I was saving money for a long time, maybe about 8 or 9 months"

"Just for buying this??? You should update your bookstore instead"

"It had already updated babe. Don't worry that much. All I want is you to be happy"

          Becky's heart fluttered. Freen's words didn't make her bored.

"So... Shall we date this evening??"

           Freen asked her wife while she was driving. Becky nodded her head and then they went to a luxury restaurant.

"What do you want to eat Teerak?"

           Freen asked, then Becky saw a man who was familiar.

"Nice to meet you again Ms. Rebecca"

           That was Patric... a lawyer... Becky smiled gently and,

"Nice to meet you too"

           The one who was staring at them was Freen. She cleared her throat and Becky realized it.

"This is Mr. Patric"

            Freen hadn't seen that man before and heard about him.

"I am sorry but who are you?"

"I'm a lawyer, same company with Ms. Rebecca"

"I am a writer, Freen Sarocha"

"So... Do you want to take a seat with us??"

          Becky asked him, then Patric took a chair than sat down beside them.

"This supposed to be our date"

          Freen whispered it and sighed. After finished having dinner, Patric smiled and looked at Becky.

"You look so happy in Thailand"

          Becky looked at Freen then,

"Sure cause someone makes me feel happy"

"Wait a minute... Do you have lover now?? I thought you don't interest in that..."

"I'm married"

          Freen saw Patric's face and tried to hold her laugh.

"She is my wife"

          Becky held Freen's hand and showed her ring finger... Freen was satisfied with it... 

"So... Excuse me Ms. Rebecca. I have work to do"

          Patric left and Freen smirked in a satisfaction...

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          Freen didn't talk to Becky since evening dinner. Becky was worried about that and asked Freen who was sitting on the sofa.

"Baby what's happen?? Are you okay??"

           Freen looked at Becky and,

"I'm not okay. Because someone talked with a man and that's destroy my date. I am not happy now"

"Awwnnn... Don't be sad Phiii"

           Becky sat on Freen's lap and clung in her arms.

"Don't do like this. I'm still mad at you"

           Becky kissed her cheek.

"Really...? Forgive me na kaaa... Let's go another time on this Friday... Pleaseee"

"If you do like this I'm gonna throw you on the bed"

           Becky smirked,

"Then I will continue doing this..."

"Naughty"

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