Hidden Identity: My Beloved Mafia Queen
Chapter 66: Martin dies a louse

The newlyweds began dancing, a dance Clara had learned, light and enjoyable, it was as if they were dancing on the clouds.Applause from the guests was heard when the song was over. Other guests also danced after the second song was played.

"Can I dance with your wife?" someone stretched out his hand towards Clara.

"Martin!" fabyan muttered in his heart. Clara turned to her husband, asking for approval. And Fabyan nodded in a sign that he agreed that the wife was dancing with another man.

Clara and Martin dance together. They really enjoyed the song, then they danced with a lot of feeling.

"Where does Miss know Fabyan?" martin asked them when they were dancing.

"On campus. I'm a teacher!" answer Clara.

"Oh, just a lecturer!" the answer.

"Why just Oh ? What is with the word teacher?"

"Because former Fabyan is a doctor" he replied.

"Oh, a doctor!" answer's short.

"Why is that your answer?"

"Then what do you expect? Prancing around like a kid?"

"Are you not jealous?"

"Jealous? Why should I be jealous? He is now mine!"

What the woman said was true . Why should he be jealous, Fabyan would already be his!

"But, don't you know? They used to be a very compatible couple. And Fabyan loved her so much! I'm sure Fabyan still loves her!"

Clara did not react to anything, she simply commented a faint smile, "I have no problem. Because after all Fabyan is mine. There's no way he's going back to the dead!" clara said casually, "But I'm surprised by you! Why do you want to take care of other people's lives?"

Degh ...

"Who said I was a kepo? I'm just asking!"

"really? I can't believe it!" clara said, "Don't you like Selena too?"

"Ck, you can't be reckless!" Martin stopped his movements, he looked a little annoyed. But Clara didn't care. Seeing that his wife had finished dancing with Martin, Fabyan immediately approached his wife. Clara smiled at her husband. Precisely Fabyan was surprised to see the look of Martin's face that was a little sour.

What did Clara say until Martin's face was so sour?

"It's over?" ask Fabyan.

"Are you tired? Wanna rest?" fabyan asked his wife.

"Yes, I'm exhausted. Can you get me a drink?"

"alright. You wait here!"

"Thank you, baby!"

Martin returns to the room feeling cocky, he can't believe Clara's question made him die lice can't answer the question the beautiful woman asked.

"Damn, it turns out I can't make her cry or hurt! He instead made me die lice can't answer his question! Who exactly is that woman? He's so smart and clever!"

Prong ...

Martin punched the vase with his hand. Right now his heart is really very coarse. He was very angry and furious.

"Boss, what's wrong?" martin's men were so shocked when they heard something breaking inside his boss' room.

"Help treat my wound!" tell Martin to his men.

"Good, Boss!"

Martin's men gave Betadine and bandaged her wound with gauze. Martin grimaced in pain withstanding the tremendous pain, for him today was really very annoying, so irritating, the glasses stuck in his hands, felt painless when pulled by the guard.

Clara looks exhausted. She asked her husband to go back to the room, Fabyan did not feel the heart to see Clara's face pale from exhaustion.

"Well, let's go back to the room!" Fabyan held his wife's hand to the room.

Clara had a little trouble walking because the dress she wore dangled to the floor, making Fabyan anxious and immediately carrying the body of his wife ala bridal style.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah, just shut up! Your dress is so annoying!"

"Just boy. This is an expensive dress!" manyun Clara's. Fabyan chuckled.

"Down me. I'm ashamed!"

"Leave it. We're married, who's gonna make fun of us?"

"Yes too! Hehehehe!"

To be continued ...