Chapter 135

Time passes day by day, and I deal with the new house every day, and it is almost renovated.

Natasha happened to have a miscarriage and she hid out, so I just took advantage of her absence to add some new things to the new house.

During this period, Natasha and her father had basically no contact. Perhaps the two of them were going to meet again, and they were somewhat worried and difficult to face.

This situation actually reflects that there is really a slight relationship between father and Natasha.

Natasha: My husband's father is coming...

Two days after my father decided to come, Natasha left me a message on WHATSAPP.

Me: Is he unable to help but want to see you?

Natasha: No, it was my husband's request.

Me: Are you nervous and scared?

When I finished posting this sentence, Natasha fell into a long silence.

Natasha: My heart is so messy...

Me: Are you happy or unwilling?

Natasha: I have always been uneasy.I am happy, I have, but I don’t want to. I can’t explain it clearly, I am just afraid.

Me: Are you afraid that your relationship with your father-in-law will be revived?

Natasha: Yes, I found that I really care about him. During the time I came to my husband, I thought of him every day.Sometimes I even take out my phone and check if he has given me any information.Every time I talk to him, even if I say something irrelevant, my heart will be beating.

Me: It seems you really fell in love with him...

Seeing Natasha's words, a sourness ejaculated in my heart, but I didn't regret making my father come.

Natasha: I don’t know, to be honest, when I was in love with my husband, I didn’t feel that strong…

I: ……

At this time I typed an ellipsis because I didn't know what I should say.

I was really a little jealous, angry, angry, and irritated, but it was more of a stimulating feeling. It was really a world of ice and fire.

If I had a psychotherapy test now, maybe I should have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, depression, and always mentally self-harm.

Natasha: Am I a bad woman?

Me: Not counting, I can only say that you met someone you really like, and it was not entirely because of love that you married your husband.

Natasha: Yes, I admit this, but I can’t let me leave my husband.My husband is very nice to me and I don't want to hurt him.If my husband’s father and I continue, it will be the harm to him. I really can’t imagine what the consequences will be if he finds out one day…

Actually, I knew your husband for a long time... When I saw Natasha's words, I really wanted to tell Natasha like this, but I couldn't.

Me: Are you sad after aborting the child?

Natasha: Yes, I burst into tears when I came out of the operating room. Now I don’t dare to think about it. Every time I think about it, I want to cry.That was my first child, and it was gone...

Me: Maybe you will have another chance in the future. If one day you truly accept your husband's father, really fall in love with him and do whatever you want for him, you may have another child for him regardless of the consequences...

When I typed this passage, my hands were trembling, and my breathing became a little disordered. It seemed that I had found a little excitement from this aspect now.

For some reason, after knowing that I am a reproductive disability, I seem to be more perverted than before.

Natasha: This...at least I can't do it now.

Me: Will you still have sex with your husband’s father when he arrives?

At this time, I asked the most confusing question. After asking, Natasha fell into silence again. After a while, Natasha replied to the message.

Natasha: I will restrain myself...

A simple sentence, I don’t know if it’s Natasha’s affirmative answer, this sentence seems to indicate that she has no confidence either.

Natasha: Sister, I happen to be in Ukraine. Can we meet again if we have time?

I didn't know what to continue talking to Natasha, so Natasha then replied, seeing this question, I was stunned.

Me: OK, when I have a chance, let’s have a appointment with my sisters…

After thinking about it quickly, I agreed to Natasha, which was considered a Tai Chi practice.

Because I was afraid that if I refused, Natasha would have any suspicion.

Actually, during this period, I had an idea, which was to show off with Natasha, but I still didn't make up this decision in the end.

It’s not that I’m afraid that Natasha will explode, but I always feel that this will make me feel less exciting.

At the same time, will Natasha despise me after knowing that I have this mentality?

Look down on me?

I'm not sure about this.

The most important thing is that I don’t want to share my most private secrets with anyone else at the moment.

Time passed by day until half a month later, Natasha finally came back.

After she came back, she became more cheerful, but there was occasionally a hint of obscure sorrow between her eyebrows. Perhaps she remembered her first child, the child she had lost.

My father still has to wait for a while. After all, there are a lot of things to deal with at home, mainly those goods, because there are many goods that are not necessities for daily life, and it takes a few days to relax the epidemic.

And Natasha and I have moved from the old house to the new house and live on the second floor.

The third floor is temporarily used as a storage room. After all, there are only Natasha and I in this three-story building. As for my father, there are rooms on the second floor, and the first floor mainly includes living rooms and lounge areas.

This small third floor is also a small villa. It looks very beautiful, a bit like a castle in a cartoon. Natasha likes this new home very much.

Ten days after Natasha came back, my father finally arrived late, and I was picking up at the airport.

The moment I saw me, my father smiled. After all, he had rich experience in old age, so he was still very comfortable with his empty head and mind.

After receiving my father, my father and I rushed home on the bus.

Ukraine's transportation is not as developed as in China, but it is also a unique charm.

My father has been to Russia before, but this is the first time Ukraine has come.

In the car, my father looked at the view outside the car window, but there was not much novelty in his eyes, but more to hide the panic and excitement in his heart at this moment.

Details, I observed some details about my father, such as expressions, breathing, etc. When I was about to see Natasha, my father really couldn't calm down.

Arrived... Helping my father carry the suitcase, I walked to my newly built house and said to my father.

What a beautiful Ah, who designed it?Looking at the new house, my father exclaimed and sighed.I don’t know if this sigh is because of the house or because I am about to see Natasha.

The appearance is Natasha, and the structure inside is designed by me... I said to my father, then walked towards the new house, but my father didn't follow him at this time, and still looked at the appearance of the new house.

Actually, I can see that my father was not attracted by the appearance of the new house, but... he seemed a little embarrassed to face Natasha. This was really the kind of hesitation that only couples could find.

Come in Ah... At this time, I turned around and said to my father.

Oh... My father agreed and then followed me into the door.In the kitchen, Natasha is preparing traditional Ukrainian cuisine.

Here comes, dad... Hearing the sound of us entering the door, Natasha walked out of the kitchen with an apron, then said with a smile.

Natasha's smile was natural and calm, but she didn't know how long she had adjusted herself before we came back.

Alas... My father nodded and agreed, which was very natural.

But carefully, I still found that the two of them had a disordered breathing, but it was not obvious. If I hadn't known the whole story, I wouldn't have discovered this abnormality at all.

The food is ready soon... Sit for a while and rest... Natasha returned to the kitchen after saying that, which was another escape.

Alas... My father rubbed his hands and nodded in agreement. Even if he was a cunning father like him, he was a little embarrassed now. It shows how uneasy the two of them were, and my heart began to become uneasy at this time...