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Yes 2025-01-18 18:21 active 2280 0 ๐Ÿ”žAttention! Do not read in public๏ผ๐Ÿ‘‰ "Where is she?" I hear the Beta scream. I groan and rise to my feet, grabbing the cleaning basket before heading over. The moment Beta Kyle sees me, he strides towards me and his hand slices against my cheek. I don't make a sound. Years of experience has taught me to keep my mouth shut at all times. "Alpha Trey is expecting company and you still have not cleaned the office." Beta Kyle spits at me. I nod my head and my hand tightens on the cleaning basket. If only I could find the courage to swing it at his head, it would make my day. But I didn't need another week locked up with no food. My stomach already hurt enough. "We are trying to make a good impression on Alpha Dane. Don't you understand how important it is for us to join ourselves with his pack?!" I don't answer, It's a trap, a ploy to provoke me into saying something that would justify punishment. I keep my eyes lowered, avoiding his gaze. "He is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!" We had never been attacked and we had never attacked anyone, so why did we need another pack to help us? He grabs my shoulders, his nails digging into my skin as he turns me around and kicks me into the office. "Useless Wolf." He mutters as he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean against it, observing the already clean office. It looked perfectly fine for a meeting with this so-called powerful Alpha. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. I hated this house. I thought that when I turned eighteen, I could finally escape, but four years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle waltzes around reminding me of how worthless I am. Someone clears their throat and I freeze, I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair, just around the corner. A foot propped up on his knee as he nurses a glass of alcohol. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don't quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door as my heart pounded. "Is this the way you greet all Alphas?" His deep voice rumbles through the room, there was an edge of amusement to his tone. "I'm sorry." I whisper, getting to my feet. "I...I thought I was alone." I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. "Come forward." He orders and I already feel a lump forming in my throat. Alpha Trey wil kill me. I step around the corner, doing as I'm told, allowing him to see me properly. I close my eyes, expecting the worst. "You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?" I nod, though I couldn't tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they found out about me. "I would prefer it if you spoke to me." He growls, "I'm not in the mood to play games." "Yes." I whisper. I couldn't help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? "Why do you smell strange? And how is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me." "I..." I hated the question. "You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?" His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them, there was no way I was making eye contact."My Wolf abilities were bound," I mutter. Twice, I wanted to add. Twice my abilities were bound. But he probably wasn't interested in that part. He leans forward, I could feel him staring at me, "Why would someone do that?" If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. "It was a punishment." I whisper. It wasn't far from the entire truth. There's a twitch in his cheek. Was he angry to hear of such a punishment? Or maybe, just like the others, he was amused by it. I couldn't tell. The door swings open and my brother screeches at me "Neah, what are you doing in my office?" He turns to the crimson eyed man. "I am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane." Crap, it's him. My brother spins around, hand poised to hit me. I close my eyes, bracing myself, ready to feel the burn. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."Peeking through slits, I see Alpha Dane has risen to his feet, his hand coiled around my brother's wrist. He is taller than my brother, more muscly too. "Neah," My name rolls off of his tongue, "was kindly showing me to your office, Alpha Trey, as you failed to meet me at the front of your house like I requested." What? I had no idea what he was talking about. And he had no reason to lie for me. My brother glares at me, withdrawing his hands reluctantly. "Neah is your sister, correct?" Alpha Dane questions my brother. "She is." Alpha Trey mutters with disgust. He looks away from me to focus on the man asking questions. "Why do you treat her like trash?" No one had spoken to my brother about his treatment of me because everyone took great joy in beating me. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't move but I knew I'd better leave. If this deal goes to pot because of me, then that would be my fault too. "Neah was responsible for our parents' death." Alpha Trey spits. I closed my eyes, battling back the tears that were threatening to break free. "Responsible how?" Alpha Dane's voice rumbles through me. He was definitely angry. "She served them Wolfsbane." Don't make a sound. Don't make a sound. I knew Alpha Dane was studying me. They all did, no one could ever quite believe how someone could do something so disgusting as poisoning their own parents. I stood there, with my head hanging low, wishing for the ground to open up and suck me in. There are movements around me. He was standing directly in front of me. With a rough finger he tilts my face up towards his, forcing me to look at him. "You poisoned your parents?" "I was six." I splutter. "I just made them lemonade." My voice comes out all squeaky as I try to defend myself. I could barely remember my parents, but I could remember all the guilt I had been made to feel since that day. His crimson eyes flash to my brothers. "Hardly seems fair to blame a six year old." "A six year old should know the difference between plants." Alpha Trey snaps "Sounds to me like she was set up." Alpha Dane shrugs his shoulders, letting go of me. "You weren't there, Alpha Dane." My brother muttered through gritted teeth as his eyes narrowed to slits. "I didn't ask you here to talk about my slave!" Alpha Dane grabs his leather jacket from the chair. Unlike other Alpha's, he seemed to dress more casually, and his arms are bare of tattoos, not a single bit of ink poked out anywhere. "You're right and now I have a few things to mull over." "I thought we agreed." My brother exclaims. "Nothing has been signed. Now I will show myself out." The moment he is out of the office, my brother slams a hand into my stomach. "What the heck did you say to him?" "N...nothing. Well, he just asked me why I smelled funny." "Did you tell him?" My head involuntarily moves up and down. "But I didn't say it was you." I tried to sound strong and confident but it just comes out as a whisper. My brother's hand locks into my black hair as he yanks my head back, sending a shooting pain through my skull. "If you have ruined this, you won't see daylight again." He drags me by my hair from the office and down the hallway towards the basement door. "Pleaseโ€ฆ." I beg. "He was an Alphaโ€ฆIโ€ฆ I had to answer him." My cheeks burn with my tears as he flings the door open. On the other side of the door is Alpha Dane. He is leaning against the wall with his arms folded, staring out at us. My brother's hand falls from my hair, relieving the pressure on the back of my skull... "Alpha Dane, I thought you had left." Alpha Trey murmurs angrily. "I said I would show myself out. I thought I had found the door, but instead I find a basement, riddled in your sister's strange scent. Is this how you treat your family?" "It's none of your business!" Alpha Trey sputters. Alpha Dane laughs. "If I agree to this deal, everything about your business becomes my business. So tell me, what would your punishment be for her? No food, locked away for a week, beatings?" I see those crimson eyes land on my swollen face. "I have a proposition for you, Alpha Trey." "We have already agreed on terms." "Well, I'm adding one. And if you don't agree, you will not get my help. Instead, you will become my enemy. And we both know, you don't want that." "I take it that your new terms have something to do with her?" Alpha Trey mutters through clenched teeth. "You would be correct. Let me take her away to my pack and then you, Trey will have a deal." Me? Why would he want me? I was a nobody, no one special. "Deal." After a little more thinking, Alpha Trey sticks out his hand for Alpha Dane to shake. He doesn't take it, instead his crimson eyes shift from me to my brother. "I will have paperwork drawn up and will return tomorrow." He reaches a hand out and cups my face, "Ensure you have everything packed." He drags his thumb across my bottom lip and strides to the opposite end of the hallway and straight to the front door. He knew exactly where the front door was, so what was he up to? He pauses at the door. "If I find out you has laid a hand on her. The contract will be the last thing you need to worry about." He struts out, slamming the door behind him. After Dane leaves, my brother grabs me by the collar. "You think you're going to have a good life if you follow Alpha Dane out of here? Don't be naive!" He continues in a vicious voice. "He's the coldest man in the world, he's killed nine of his mates, I'm waiting to see what happens to you!" 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Yes 2025-01-18 18:21 active 2280 0 ๐Ÿ”žAttention! Do not read in public๏ผ๐Ÿ‘‰ "Where is she?" I hear the Beta scream. I groan and rise to my feet, grabbing the cleaning basket before heading over. The moment Beta Kyle sees me, he strides towards me and his hand slices against my cheek. I don't make a sound. Years of experience has taught me to keep my mouth shut at all times. "Alpha Trey is expecting company and you still have not cleaned the office." Beta Kyle spits at me. I nod my head and my hand tightens on the cleaning basket. If only I could find the courage to swing it at his head, it would make my day. But I didn't need another week locked up with no food. My stomach already hurt enough. "We are trying to make a good impression on Alpha Dane. Don't you understand how important it is for us to join ourselves with his pack?!" I don't answer, It's a trap, a ploy to provoke me into saying something that would justify punishment. I keep my eyes lowered, avoiding his gaze. "He is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!" We had never been attacked and we had never attacked anyone, so why did we need another pack to help us? He grabs my shoulders, his nails digging into my skin as he turns me around and kicks me into the office. "Useless Wolf." He mutters as he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean against it, observing the already clean office. It looked perfectly fine for a meeting with this so-called powerful Alpha. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. I hated this house. I thought that when I turned eighteen, I could finally escape, but four years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle waltzes around reminding me of how worthless I am. Someone clears their throat and I freeze, I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair, just around the corner. A foot propped up on his knee as he nurses a glass of alcohol. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don't quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door as my heart pounded. "Is this the way you greet all Alphas?" His deep voice rumbles through the room, there was an edge of amusement to his tone. "I'm sorry." I whisper, getting to my feet. "I...I thought I was alone." I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. "Come forward." He orders and I already feel a lump forming in my throat. Alpha Trey wil kill me. I step around the corner, doing as I'm told, allowing him to see me properly. I close my eyes, expecting the worst. "You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?" I nod, though I couldn't tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they found out about me. "I would prefer it if you spoke to me." He growls, "I'm not in the mood to play games." "Yes." I whisper. I couldn't help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? "Why do you smell strange? And how is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me." "I..." I hated the question. "You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?" His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them, there was no way I was making eye contact."My Wolf abilities were bound," I mutter. Twice, I wanted to add. Twice my abilities were bound. But he probably wasn't interested in that part. He leans forward, I could feel him staring at me, "Why would someone do that?" If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. "It was a punishment." I whisper. It wasn't far from the entire truth. There's a twitch in his cheek. Was he angry to hear of such a punishment? Or maybe, just like the others, he was amused by it. I couldn't tell. The door swings open and my brother screeches at me "Neah, what are you doing in my office?" He turns to the crimson eyed man. "I am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane." Crap, it's him. My brother spins around, hand poised to hit me. I close my eyes, bracing myself, ready to feel the burn. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."Peeking through slits, I see Alpha Dane has risen to his feet, his hand coiled around my brother's wrist. He is taller than my brother, more muscly too. "Neah," My name rolls off of his tongue, "was kindly showing me to your office, Alpha Trey, as you failed to meet me at the front of your house like I requested." What? I had no idea what he was talking about. And he had no reason to lie for me. My brother glares at me, withdrawing his hands reluctantly. "Neah is your sister, correct?" Alpha Dane questions my brother. "She is." Alpha Trey mutters with disgust. He looks away from me to focus on the man asking questions. "Why do you treat her like trash?" No one had spoken to my brother about his treatment of me because everyone took great joy in beating me. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't move but I knew I'd better leave. If this deal goes to pot because of me, then that would be my fault too. "Neah was responsible for our parents' death." Alpha Trey spits. I closed my eyes, battling back the tears that were threatening to break free. "Responsible how?" Alpha Dane's voice rumbles through me. He was definitely angry. "She served them Wolfsbane." Don't make a sound. Don't make a sound. I knew Alpha Dane was studying me. They all did, no one could ever quite believe how someone could do something so disgusting as poisoning their own parents. I stood there, with my head hanging low, wishing for the ground to open up and suck me in. There are movements around me. He was standing directly in front of me. With a rough finger he tilts my face up towards his, forcing me to look at him. "You poisoned your parents?" "I was six." I splutter. "I just made them lemonade." My voice comes out all squeaky as I try to defend myself. I could barely remember my parents, but I could remember all the guilt I had been made to feel since that day. His crimson eyes flash to my brothers. "Hardly seems fair to blame a six year old." "A six year old should know the difference between plants." Alpha Trey snaps "Sounds to me like she was set up." Alpha Dane shrugs his shoulders, letting go of me. "You weren't there, Alpha Dane." My brother muttered through gritted teeth as his eyes narrowed to slits. "I didn't ask you here to talk about my slave!" Alpha Dane grabs his leather jacket from the chair. Unlike other Alpha's, he seemed to dress more casually, and his arms are bare of tattoos, not a single bit of ink poked out anywhere. "You're right and now I have a few things to mull over." "I thought we agreed." My brother exclaims. "Nothing has been signed. Now I will show myself out." The moment he is out of the office, my brother slams a hand into my stomach. "What the heck did you say to him?" "N...nothing. Well, he just asked me why I smelled funny." "Did you tell him?" My head involuntarily moves up and down. "But I didn't say it was you." I tried to sound strong and confident but it just comes out as a whisper. My brother's hand locks into my black hair as he yanks my head back, sending a shooting pain through my skull. "If you have ruined this, you won't see daylight again." He drags me by my hair from the office and down the hallway towards the basement door. "Pleaseโ€ฆ." I beg. "He was an Alphaโ€ฆIโ€ฆ I had to answer him." My cheeks burn with my tears as he flings the door open. On the other side of the door is Alpha Dane. He is leaning against the wall with his arms folded, staring out at us. My brother's hand falls from my hair, relieving the pressure on the back of my skull... "Alpha Dane, I thought you had left." Alpha Trey murmurs angrily. "I said I would show myself out. I thought I had found the door, but instead I find a basement, riddled in your sister's strange scent. Is this how you treat your family?" "It's none of your business!" Alpha Trey sputters. Alpha Dane laughs. "If I agree to this deal, everything about your business becomes my business. So tell me, what would your punishment be for her? No food, locked away for a week, beatings?" I see those crimson eyes land on my swollen face. "I have a proposition for you, Alpha Trey." "We have already agreed on terms." "Well, I'm adding one. And if you don't agree, you will not get my help. Instead, you will become my enemy. And we both know, you don't want that." "I take it that your new terms have something to do with her?" Alpha Trey mutters through clenched teeth. "You would be correct. Let me take her away to my pack and then you, Trey will have a deal." Me? Why would he want me? I was a nobody, no one special. "Deal." After a little more thinking, Alpha Trey sticks out his hand for Alpha Dane to shake. He doesn't take it, instead his crimson eyes shift from me to my brother. "I will have paperwork drawn up and will return tomorrow." He reaches a hand out and cups my face, "Ensure you have everything packed." He drags his thumb across my bottom lip and strides to the opposite end of the hallway and straight to the front door. He knew exactly where the front door was, so what was he up to? He pauses at the door. "If I find out you has laid a hand on her. The contract will be the last thing you need to worry about." He struts out, slamming the door behind him. After Dane leaves, my brother grabs me by the collar. "You think you're going to have a good life if you follow Alpha Dane out of here? Don't be naive!" He continues in a vicious voice. "He's the coldest man in the world, he's killed nine of his mates, I'm waiting to see what happens to you!" 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Yes 2025-01-18 18:27 active 2281 0 ๐Ÿ”žAttention! Do not read in public๏ผ๐Ÿ‘‰ My husband Killian arrived late after my grandmother's funeral because he needed to be there for his first love. He looked like he ran in his wolf form. His hair is a mess, and his tie is not even tied properly. He was breathing so fast that he couldnโ€™t even speak. My face turned blank as I locked gazes with him. โ€œAstrid, I couldnโ€™t leave early because I had something I needed to take care of.โ€ My fists balled up at my sides as I narrowed my eyes at him. โ€œWas there anything else more important than to be on your mateโ€™s side at the time that she needed you the most?โ€ I shot back at him. His eyes met mine and for a fleeting moment, a shadow of remorse flickered across his gaze โ€œIf only you hadnโ€™t stopped me that night, I would have still met my grandma while she was still alive.โ€ Killianโ€™s grip on the bouquet tightened when he heard my words. โ€œI had no idea Iโ€”โ€œ โ€œI kept telling you that my grandmother needed me!โ€ I yelled, interrupting him from his words. โ€œAll you cared about is Giselle who is pre9nant with your child.โ€ I blurted out finally releasing all the emotions that I have buried down long enough. Killian could not say a word. My heart which has always been heavy, felt lighter than it was after I finally told him the things that Iโ€™ve been wanting to tell him. I glanced at him in surprise when he suddenly crouched down and placed the bouquet of flowers that he brought on the ground where my grandmother had just been buried. โ€œI only came here to pay my respects to your grandmother. Iโ€™m sorry if I was late, that was out of my control,โ€ Killian replied like he didnโ€™t just hear the rest of the words that I said. My breath turned shallow and my heart burned more in anger at his heartlessness. Unable to control myself anymore, I picked up the flowers and thrashed them on Killian until the flowers were all shredded into pieces. โ€œYou are here to pay respect?!โ€ I screamed at him. I threw what was left of the flowers to the ground. โ€œIโ€™m tired of this. If you canโ€™t give me respect, I should at least give myself some respect,โ€ I spoke in a weak voice as I collected myself together. โ€œLetโ€™s just stop this joke and get a divorce,โ€ I spoke firmly, looking at Killian directly in his eyes. LEARN_MORE https://wwwedb.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=16865&u Galaxy in the Story https://www.facebook.com/61555427913037/ 2,189 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 wwwedb.com IMAGE https://wwwedb.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=16865&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/471436633_1111178080715589_6348095694429870959_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=q_RsYJjBWyEQ7kNvgFEhXmq&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ay5v5KLiqyU3S23vOiUSp8M&oh=00_AYDTejQv414S5d8hBxZK-DOneL3obuskbKNdP_90YKvk8Q&oe=67921753 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Galaxy in the Story 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2025-01-18 18:27 active 2281 0 ใ“ใ“ใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆ็„กๆ–™ใงใŠ่ชญใฟใใ ใ•ใ„๏ผ ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ๅ„ชๅญใŒๆœซๆœŸ็™Œใจ่จบๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใใฎๆ—ฅใ€ๅคซใฎไฝ่—คๅณปไป‹ใฏใ€ๅˆๆ‹ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅญไพ›ใฎไธ–่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ... ็—…้™ขใงใ€ไธญๆ‘ๆ‚ ๆ–—ใŒๆธ‹ใ„้ก”ใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“ใŒๆˆๅŠŸใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็”Ÿๅญ˜็އใฏ15%ใ‹ใ‚‰30%ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏใ‹ใฐใ‚“ใฎใฒใ‚‚ใ‚’็ดฐใ„ๆŒ‡ใงใŽใ‚…ใฃใจๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใ€้’ใ–ใ‚ใŸๅฐใ•ใช้ก”ใซๆทฑใ„้™ฐใ‚Šใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆ่ผฉใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ๆ‰‹่ก“ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใฉใฎใใ‚‰ใ„็”Ÿใใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€ŒๅŠๅนดใ‹ใ‚‰1ๅนดใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏๅ”‡ใ‚’ใŽใ‚…ใฃใจๅ™›ใฟใ—ใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅ…ˆ่ผฉใ€ใ“ใฎใ“ใจใฏ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใซใ—ใฆใกใ‚‡ใ†ใ ใ„ใ€‚ๅฎถๆ—ใ‚’ๅฟƒ้…ใ•ใ›ใŸใใชใ„ใฎใ€‚ใ€ ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ๅฎถใฏใ™ใงใซ็ ด็”ฃใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎๅŒป็™‚่ฒปใ‚’ๅทฅ้ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ ๆ–—ใฏ่ซฆใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅฃๅค–ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€็ตๅฉšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใฏใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏๅคซใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซใใฎๅ ดใ‚’็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎๆฒป็™‚ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ2ๅนด้–“ใ€ๅคซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฝ่—คๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€ๅบฆใ‚‚ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆ้€š่กŒไบบใซ็—…้™ขใธ้‹ใฐใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใงใ•ใˆใ‚‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆใฏๅฝผใ‚‚ๅ„ชๅญใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅˆๆ‹ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆพๆœฌ้‡Œ็พŽใŒๅฆŠๅจ ใ—ใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใงๅธฐๅ›ฝใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ในใฆใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใ‚‚ใ‹ใคใฆๅฆŠๅจ ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใ€ๆน–ใงๆพๆœฌ้‡Œ็พŽใจใจใ‚‚ใซ่ฝๆฐดใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซใ‚‚ใŒใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใŒ้‡Œ็พŽใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆณณใ„ใงใ„ใๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒใ€้‡Œ็พŽใฏ็„กไบ‹ใซๅญใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’็”ฃใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ๅ„ชๅญใฏๆฏ่ฆชใซใชใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ 7ๆ—ฅๅพŒใ€ๅณปไป‹ใฏ้›ขๅฉšใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆ‹’ๅฆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็—…ๆฐ—ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸไปŠใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใงๅฝผใฎ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ 3ๅ›ž็›ฎใฎใ‚ณใƒผใƒซใงใคใชใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใฎๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšไปฅๅค–ใฎ็”จไปถใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใซไผšใ†ๆฐ—ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใ€็™Œใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้›ป่ฉฑใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰้‡Œ็พŽใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅณปไป‹ๅ›ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚่ตคใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅฎšๆœŸๆคœๆŸปใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆถ™ใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆบขใ‚Œๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ™ในใฆใ‚’็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใŒๆฅใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใฏใ“้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใงใ€็ตžใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฝใคใ‚Šใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅณปไป‹โ€ฆโ€ฆใ‚‚ใ†ใ€้›ขๅฉšใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€็žฌใ€้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ†ท็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏใฉใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œๅฎถใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏใ€้›ป่ฉฑใŒ็ช็„ถๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅพŒใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅนด้–“ๆ‹’ๅฆใ—็ถšใ‘ใฆใใŸๅ„ชๅญใŒใ€ใชใœไปŠๆ€ฅใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸ ๅฝผๅฅณใซไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅณปไป‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใฎใ‚ˆ๏ผŸใ€้‡Œ็พŽใŒๅญใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฝผใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใš็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€้‡Œ็พŽใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใฏใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใปใฉๆš—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅฅณโ€ฆโ€ฆใพใŸไฝ•ใ‹ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ‚ใญ๏ผ ็Ž„้–ขใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใจใใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎใใฐใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’็€ใŸ่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใ„็”ทๆ€งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฏๆฐทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ†ทใŸใใ€ใใฎๆš—ใ„็žณใซใฏๅ„ชๅญใธใฎ่ปฝ่”‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒๅ†ทใŸใๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšๅฑŠใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ้‹ญใ„้‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฟƒใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆฟกใ‚ŒใŸไฝ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ซใƒใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’้™ใ‹ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณๆธˆใฟใ ใ€‚ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใจใใ€ๅณปไป‹ใฏใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบŒๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใพใงใซไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ„ชๅญใŒๅ”ฏไธ€่ฆๆฑ‚ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€2ๅ„„ๅ††ใฎๆ…ฐ่ฌๆ–™ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๆ€ฅใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ตๅฑ€้‡‘ใฎใŸใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ใ€ๅฝผใฎ้ก”ใŒๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆใชใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅผ่ญทใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๅฝผๅฅณใฏใŸใ ้™ใ‹ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ณ‡็”ฃใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’่ซ‹ๆฑ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ๆจฉๅˆฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€็งใฏ2ๅ„„ๅ††ใ—ใ‹่ฆๆฑ‚ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ ๆƒ…ใ‘ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใฟใ€้•ทใ„ๅฝฑใŒๅ„ชๅญใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้กŽใ‚’็ดฐ้•ทใ„ๆŒ‡ใงๆŽดใฟใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ไฝ•ใฆๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ“ใฎๅ‘ผใณๆ–นใŒๅซŒใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ƒๅคซใจๅ‘ผใณ็›ดใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ„๏ผŸใ€ ๅฝผใฏไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏไฟบใฎๅฎถใ ใ€‚ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ‘ใจ่จ€ใ†ๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใŠๅ‰ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏ็šฎ่‚‰ใ’ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ€่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใใฎๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚้›ขๅฉš่จผๆ˜Žๆ›ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ใ€ ใพใŸใ€ๅฝผใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„็›ฎใงๅฝผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœ9ๆ™‚ใ€ๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ็ฟŒๆœใ€ๆ—ฅใฎๅ‡บๅ‰ใซใฏๅ„ชๅญใฏๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€็—…้™ขใ‹ใ‚‰้›ป่ฉฑใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฟƒ่‡“็™บไฝœใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ๏ผŸใ™ใๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใพใ™๏ผใ€ ็—…้™ขใซๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“ใฏใพใ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใฏ็ˆถใŒๅฅๅบทใง็”Ÿใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็œ‹่ญทๅธซใŒๆ‰‹่ก“่ฒป็”จใฎ่ซ‹ๆฑ‚ๆ›ธใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚็ท้กใฏ300ไธ‡ๅ††ไปฅไธŠใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปฅๅ‰ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใฃใŸๅ…ฅ้™ข่ฒปใงๆฎ‹้‡‘ใฏใŸใฃใŸใฎ10ไธ‡ๅ††ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป•ๆ–นใชใใ€ๅณปไป‹ใซ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ ๏ผŸใ‚‚ใ†30ๅˆ†ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใงใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใ„๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ใพใŸๅ˜˜ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸใ€ ใใ‚“ใช๏ผ ใ€Œๅ˜˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„๏ผ็ˆถใŒๅฟƒ่‡“็™บไฝœใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆๆ‰‹่ก“ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎ๏ผโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‹๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ้ฎใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏ่€ณใ‚’็–‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹๏ผŸ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆ๏ผๅณปไป‹ใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“่ฒปใŒ300ไธ‡ๅ††ไปฅไธŠใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ…ฐ่ฌๆ–™ใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใชใ„๏ผŸๅฟ…ใš้›ขๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰๏ผใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ไฟบใŒ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ›ใฎ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎๆญปใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚้‡‘ใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใงใ‚‚ๆ‰‹็ถšใใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๅพŒใซใ ใ€‚ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘่จ€ใ†ใจใ€้›ป่ฉฑใฏๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใฎ้ก”ใซใฏๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‹ใคใฆๅฝผใฏ็ˆถใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ•ฌๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไปŠใฎๅฝผใฎๅฃฐใซใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆ†Žใ—ใฟใŒๆปฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใ ๏ผŸ 2ๅนดๅ‰ใฎ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ๅฎถใฎ็ ด็”ฃใจ็ตใณใคใ‘ใฆ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅถ็„ถใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ่ฃใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฎŸๅฎถใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฝผใ‚’ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸ ไปŠใ€่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚‚ใชใใ€็ˆถใฎๆฒป็™‚่ฒปใ‚’ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆœ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ 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ๅณปไป‹ใฏใ€้›ป่ฉฑใŒ็ช็„ถๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅพŒใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅนด้–“ๆ‹’ๅฆใ—็ถšใ‘ใฆใใŸๅ„ชๅญใŒใ€ใชใœไปŠๆ€ฅใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸ ๅฝผๅฅณใซไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅณปไป‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใฎใ‚ˆ๏ผŸใ€้‡Œ็พŽใŒๅญใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฝผใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใš็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€้‡Œ็พŽใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใฏใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใปใฉๆš—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅฅณโ€ฆโ€ฆใพใŸไฝ•ใ‹ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ‚ใญ๏ผ ็Ž„้–ขใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใจใใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎใใฐใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’็€ใŸ่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใ„็”ทๆ€งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฏๆฐทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ†ทใŸใใ€ใใฎๆš—ใ„็žณใซใฏๅ„ชๅญใธใฎ่ปฝ่”‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒๅ†ทใŸใๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšๅฑŠใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ 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ๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใฟใ€้•ทใ„ๅฝฑใŒๅ„ชๅญใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้กŽใ‚’็ดฐ้•ทใ„ๆŒ‡ใงๆŽดใฟใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ไฝ•ใฆๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ“ใฎๅ‘ผใณๆ–นใŒๅซŒใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ƒๅคซใจๅ‘ผใณ็›ดใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ„๏ผŸใ€ ๅฝผใฏไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏไฟบใฎๅฎถใ ใ€‚ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ‘ใจ่จ€ใ†ๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใŠๅ‰ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏ็šฎ่‚‰ใ’ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ€่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใใฎๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚้›ขๅฉš่จผๆ˜Žๆ›ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ใ€ ใพใŸใ€ๅฝผใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„็›ฎใงๅฝผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœ9ๆ™‚ใ€ๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ็ฟŒๆœใ€ๆ—ฅใฎๅ‡บๅ‰ใซใฏๅ„ชๅญใฏๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€็—…้™ขใ‹ใ‚‰้›ป่ฉฑใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฟƒ่‡“็™บไฝœใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ๏ผŸใ™ใๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใพใ™๏ผใ€ ็—…้™ขใซๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“ใฏใพใ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใฏ็ˆถใŒๅฅๅบทใง็”Ÿใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็œ‹่ญทๅธซใŒๆ‰‹่ก“่ฒป็”จใฎ่ซ‹ๆฑ‚ๆ›ธใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚็ท้กใฏ300ไธ‡ๅ††ไปฅไธŠใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปฅๅ‰ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใฃใŸๅ…ฅ้™ข่ฒปใงๆฎ‹้‡‘ใฏใŸใฃใŸใฎ10ไธ‡ๅ††ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป•ๆ–นใชใใ€ๅณปไป‹ใซ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ ๏ผŸใ‚‚ใ†30ๅˆ†ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใงใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใ„๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ใพใŸๅ˜˜ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸใ€ ใใ‚“ใช๏ผ ใ€Œๅ˜˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„๏ผ็ˆถใŒๅฟƒ่‡“็™บไฝœใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆๆ‰‹่ก“ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎ๏ผโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‹๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ้ฎใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏ่€ณใ‚’็–‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹๏ผŸ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆ๏ผๅณปไป‹ใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“่ฒปใŒ300ไธ‡ๅ††ไปฅไธŠใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ…ฐ่ฌๆ–™ใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใชใ„๏ผŸๅฟ…ใš้›ขๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰๏ผใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ไฟบใŒ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ›ใฎ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎๆญปใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚้‡‘ใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใงใ‚‚ๆ‰‹็ถšใใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๅพŒใซใ ใ€‚ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘่จ€ใ†ใจใ€้›ป่ฉฑใฏๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใฎ้ก”ใซใฏๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‹ใคใฆๅฝผใฏ็ˆถใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ•ฌๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไปŠใฎๅฝผใฎๅฃฐใซใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆ†Žใ—ใฟใŒๆปฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใ ๏ผŸ 2ๅนดๅ‰ใฎ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ๅฎถใฎ็ ด็”ฃใจ็ตใณใคใ‘ใฆ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅถ็„ถใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ่ฃใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฎŸๅฎถใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฝผใ‚’ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸ ไปŠใ€่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚‚ใชใใ€็ˆถใฎๆฒป็™‚่ฒปใ‚’ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆœ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‹่ก“ๅฎคใฎๆ‰‰ใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅ…ˆ็”Ÿ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œ้ซ™ๆฉ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ็ˆถๆง˜ใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆŒใกใ“ใŸใˆใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ƒธใ‚’ๆ’ซใงไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไป‹่ญทไบบใซ็ˆถใ‚’ไปปใ›ใ€ๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใซๆ€ฅใ„ใ ใŒใ€ๅณปไป‹ใฏใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็„ฆใฆ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Œๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใซ็€ใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œไบ‹ๅ‹™ๅฎคใ ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใ™ใ้›ขๅฉšๆ‰‹็ถšใใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใซๆฅใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„๏ผŸใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏ่–„ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆ•ฐๅ„„ๅ††ใฎๅฅ‘็ด„ใจใŠๅ‰ใ€ใฉใฃใกใŒๅคงไบ‹ใ ใจๆ€ใ†๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใงๅพ…ใคใ‹ใ‚‰โ€ฆโ€ฆๅณปไป‹ใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€ไปŠ็ˆถใฏใŠ้‡‘ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰ใ€่‘ฌๅผไปฃใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅฝผใฏ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ใณ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€ใ™ใงใซ้›ปๆบใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใฏๆฏใŒ่ฉฐใพใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใ€ๅ„ชๅญใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎไพกๅ€คใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€็ตๅฉšๆŒ‡่ผชใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใ€้ซ˜็ดšๅฎ้ฃพๅบ—ใซ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใ€่ณผๅ…ฅๆ™‚ใฎ้ ˜ๅŽๆ›ธใจ่จผๆ˜Žๆ›ธใฏใŠๆŒใกใงใ™ใ‹๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏๆ€ฅใ„ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆŒ‡่ผชใฏๆคœๆŸปใซๅ‡บใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใพใŸใ”้€ฃ็ตกใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏๅˆ‡่ฟซใ—ใŸๅฃฐใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆ€ฅใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅไธญใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ€ๅบ—ๅ“กใŒๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚’ๆŒใกๅŽปใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็™ฝใใฆ็นŠ็ดฐใชๆ‰‹ใŒๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆŒ‡่ผชใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚็ด ๆ•ตใญใ€‚็งใŒ่ฒทใ†ใ‚ใ€‚ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸๅ„ชๅญใฎ็›ฎใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใ“ใฎไธ–ใงๆœ€ใ‚‚ๆ†Žใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉโ€•โ€•ๆพๆœฌ้‡Œ็พŽใ ใฃใŸ LEARN_MORE https://heplk.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=13074&ut ๅฅณใฎๅญใŒ่ชญใฟใŸใ„ๅฐ่ชฌใ‚’ๅคง็‰น้›† 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Yes 2025-01-18 18:27 active 2281 0 Lire le chapitre suivant En apprenant sa grossesse, elle a pleurรฉ de bonheur, mais a vu son mari devenir intime avec son premier amour. Elle a laissรฉ derriรจre elle un accord de divorce les larmes aux yeux, a cachรฉ son ventre de femme enceinte et est partie triste... ===== ยซ Mme Wright, fรฉlicitations ! Votre bรฉbรฉ est en trรจs bonne santรฉ. ยป Jenessa Wright est sortie de l'hรดpital, hรฉbรฉtรฉe, serrant le rรฉsultat du test de grossesse contre sa poitrine. Elle portait le bรฉbรฉ de Ryan ! En baissant les yeux, elle a inconsciemment caressรฉ son bas-ventre encore plat et s'est mise ร  sourire. Souriant jusqu'aux oreilles, Jenessa s'est empressรฉe de prendre son tรฉlรฉphone pour appeler Ryan Haynes, son mari, tout excitรฉe ร  l'idรฉe de partager cette merveilleuse nouvelle. Quand on parle du loup, on voit sa queue. C'รฉtait un message de Ryan. Il disait : ยซ Viens tout de suite ร  l'hรดtel Imodon. ยป L'hรดtel Imodon ? Pourquoi voulait-il qu'elle s'y rende tout d'un coup ? Jenessa รฉtait perplexe, mais n'a pas hรฉsitรฉ longtemps. Elle a hรฉlรฉ un taxi et s'est directement rendue ร  l'hรดtel. Comme Ryan voulait la voir, elle pensait qu'elle pouvait aussi bien lui annoncer la bonne nouvelle en personne. Le cล“ur battant d'impatience, Jenessa est arrivรฉe ร  l'hรดtel. Dรจs qu'elle est descendue de voiture, elle a remarquรฉ que le hall d'entrรฉe รฉtait ornรฉ de fleurs et d'un tapis rouge flambant neuf, manifestement prรฉparรฉ pour une cรฉlรฉbration. Jenessa s'est arrรชtรฉe, momentanรฉment stupรฉfaite, avant de se rappeler que c'รฉtait aujourd'hui leur anniversaire de mariage. Se pourrait-il que Ryan lui avait demandรฉ de venir ici pour lui faire une surprise ? Elle souriait intรฉrieurement en se demandant comment Ryan rรฉagirait ร  l'annonce de sa grossesse. Jenessa s'est frayรฉ un chemin ร  travers la foule, sa tenue sobre se fondant dans le dรฉcor festif sans รชtre remarquรฉe. Il ne lui a pas fallu longtemps pour repรฉrer l'homme ร  la beautรฉ รฉblouissante qui se dรฉtachait facilement de la foule. Ce n'รฉtait autre que son mari, Ryan Haynes, le pรจre de leur bรฉbรฉ. Alors qu'un sourire se dessinait sur ses lรจvres, elle a aperรงu la femme qui se tenait ร  cรดtรฉ de Ryan, et son sourire s'est figรฉ. Maisie Powell ! Depuis quand Maisie รฉtait-elle revenue en ville ? Jenessa est restรฉe scotchรฉe sur place, paralysรฉe en regardant Ryan et Maisie divertir les invitรฉs comme un couple parfait. Des amis les entouraient et semblaient les fรฉliciter. ยซ Maisie, tu es enfin de retour ร  la maison. ร‡a mรฉrite un toast ! ยป ยซ Ryan, aprรจs toutes ces annรฉes, Maisie et toi รชtes enfin rรฉunis. Cela ne mรฉrite-t-il pas un verre de cรฉlรฉbration ? ยป Peu ร  peu, les taquineries s'intensifiaient. Maisie, vรชtue d'une robe rouge sexy et d'un maquillage exquis, a gloussรฉ gracieusement : ยซ Arrรชtez de nous taquiner, les gars. Ryan est dรฉjร  mariรฉ et a une femme. ยป ร€ la mention de Jenessa, la femme de Ryan, les gens autour ont manifestรฉ du mรฉpris. ยซ Jenessa ? Je t'en prie ! Ryan ne l'a รฉpousรฉe que pour apaiser sa mamie ! ยป ยซ Exactement ! Ryan a toujours voulu t'รฉpouser. N'est-ce pas, Ryan ? ยป Ryan, qui ressemblait ร  un prince dans son costume sur mesure, dรฉgageait un charisme cool et unique. ยซ ร‡a suffit, arrรชte de taquiner Maisie ยป, a-t-il froidement dit. Dรจs qu'il a dit cela, les rires et les taquineries de ses amis se sont intensifiรฉs. ยซ Hรฉ, Ryan, c'est quoi ce bordel ? Tu es tellement protecteur avec elle, n'est-ce pas ? D'accord ! ยป Au milieu de ces taquineries endiablรฉes, Ryan gardait son sang-froid, mais un sourire indรฉniable se dessinait ร  la commissure de ses lรจvres. ร€ cรดtรฉ de lui, Maisie a baissรฉ la tรชte et rougi timidement. Cette scรจne d'amour รฉtait tellement flagrante qu'elle a transpercรฉ le cล“ur de Jenessa. Elle ne savait pas quand ni comment, mais elle se retrouvait hors de l'hรดtel, et ne s'en est rendu compte que lorsque des gouttes de pluie froides ont frappรฉ son visage. Le vent glacial et la pluie battante l'ont enveloppรฉe, et en un rien de temps, un violent orage a รฉclatรฉ, la trempant jusqu'aux os. Pourtant, elle n'a pas bougรฉ d'un pouce et s'est contentรฉe de fixer la pluie d'un regard vide. Pourquoi Ryan l'avait-il appelรฉe ? ร‰tait-ce juste un stratagรจme pour qu'elle soit tรฉmoin de leur affection et qu'elle cรจde gracieusement sa place de femme ร  sa Maisie bien-aimรฉe ? La respiration de Jenessa est devenue saccadรฉe. Regardant autour d'elle d'un air hรฉbรฉtรฉ, elle pensait qu'il n'y avait rien d'autre ร  faire que de quitter cet endroit misรฉrable. D'un pas raide et dรฉlibรฉrรฉ, elle est rentrรฉe ร  la maison sous la pluie. Debout sur le seuil de la porte, elle contemplait la maison familiรจre, les pensรฉes ร  la dรฉrive. Il y a deux ans, alors que sa famille รฉtait au bord de la faillite, ils avaient tentรฉ de sauver leur situation en la mariant ร  la famille Haynes. Au dรฉpart, Ryan n'avait pas รฉtรฉ d'accord, mais comme sa mamie gravement malade n'avait pas cessรฉ de faire pression sur lui, il avait acceptรฉ ร  contrecล“ur ce mariage arrangรฉ. Maintenant que la santรฉ de sa mamie s'รฉtait amรฉliorรฉe et que Maisie รฉtait revenue de l'รฉtranger, Jenessa pensait qu'il รฉtait peut-รชtre temps pour elle de faire ses valises et de quitter Ryan. Jenessa ne savait pas combien de temps elle รฉtait restรฉe devant la maison avant que le bruit d'un moteur de voiture ne lui parvienne. Puis, la voix grave de Ryan s'est fait entendre ร  cรดtรฉ d'elle. ยซ Jenessa, pourquoi restes-tu lร , sous la pluie ? ยป Chapitre 2 Je veux divorcer Hรฉbรฉtรฉe, Jenessa a levรฉ les yeux et a croisรฉ le regard sรฉvรจre de l'homme qui se tenait devant elle. Avait-elle des visions ? Qu'est-ce que Ryan faisait ici ? Maisie venait de rentrer de l'รฉtranger. Ne devrait-il pas passer du temps avec la femme qu'il aimait ? Ryan ne pouvait s'empรชcher de froncer les sourcils en ne recevant pas de rรฉponse de Jenessa. Cette derniรจre รฉtait trempรฉe comme une soupe. Avec ses longs cheveux noirs plaquรฉs sur ses joues pรขles, l'eau dรฉgoulinant rรฉguliรจrement des pointes, elle avait l'air si impuissante et pitoyable, ressemblant ร  un chaton noyรฉ. ยซ Que diable t'est-il arrivรฉ ? ยป, a demandรฉ Ryan, le ton un peu plus dur que prรฉvu. Jenessa s'est souvenue de la douceur et de l'affection qu'il avait manifestรฉes tout ร  l'heure ร  l'รฉgard de Maisie ร  l'hรดtel, ce qui lui a fait mal au cล“ur. Il รฉtait douloureusement clair que le comportement de Ryan ร  l'รฉgard de la femme qu'il aimait et de celle qu'il n'aimait pas รฉtait diamรฉtralement opposรฉ. S'efforรงant d'avaler le goรปt amer dans sa bouche, Jenessa a forcรฉ un sourire et a expliquรฉ en douceur : ยซ Il a commencรฉ ร  pleuvoir quand je rentrais ร  la maison, et je n'avais pas de parapluie, alors j'ai รฉtรฉ trempรฉe... ยป Pendant qu'elle parlait, son nez l'a soudainement dรฉmangรฉe de faรงon insupportable et elle n'a pas pu s'empรชcher d'รฉternuer bruyamment. Mais au lieu d'avoir de la peine pour elle, Ryan a froncรฉ les sourcils encore plus profondรฉment. ยซ Tu n'es plus une enfant. Si tu te fais surprendre par la pluie, la premiรจre chose ร  faire en rentrant ร  la maison est de te sรฉcher et de changer de vรชtements. Ai-je vraiment besoin de t'expliquer les choses ? ยป Le sourire de Jenessa s'est raidi. ยซ Je... je suis dรฉsolรฉe... ยป ยซ Va vite te changer, sinon tu vas attraper un rhume. ยป Ryan avait l'air trop impatient avec elle pour dire quoi que ce soit de plus, alors il l'a dรฉpassรฉe et est entrรฉ dans la maison. Attraper un rhume ? Ce n'est qu'ร  ce moment-lร  que Jenessa s'est souvenue qu'elle รฉtait enceinte ; elle ne pouvait pas se permettre d'รชtre malade, sous peine de mettre le bรฉbรฉ en danger. C'est dans cet รฉtat d'esprit qu'elle s'est prรฉcipitรฉe dans sa chambre, a pris une douche chaude et a laissรฉ l'eau tiรจde chasser le froid. Enveloppรฉe dans une serviette de bain, elle est sortie de la salle de bain remplie de vapeur et a trouvรฉ Ryan se tenant sur son chemin. Sans attendre de rรฉponse, Ryan lui a tendu avec dรฉsinvolture un mรฉdicament contre le rhume et un verre d'eau. ยซ Tiens, prends รงa. ยป Jenessa a regardรฉ avec hรฉsitation la pilule qu'il tenait, craignant qu'elle ne soit pas bonne pour le bรฉbรฉ. ยซ Eh bien, je pense que je me dรฉbrouillerai trรจs bien sans รงa. Aprรจs tout, je ne suis restรฉe sous la pluie qu'un moment. ยป ยซ Ryan, je... ยป, a-t-elle dรฉgluti, luttant pour faire sortir les mots. ยซ Je veux divorcer. ยป L'agacement s'affichant sur son visage, son regard profond se plantant dans le sien. ยซ Qu'est-ce que tu as dit ? Rรฉpรจte รงa. ยป Le cล“ur de Jenessa a sautรฉ un battement. Pourtant, elle est parvenue ร  rรฉprimer les รฉmotions turbulentes qui l'habitaient et a bravement affrontรฉ le regard intense de Ryan. ยซ J'ai dit que je voulais divorcer. ยป Une lueur d'รฉmotion indรฉchiffrable a traversรฉ les yeux de Ryan. ยซ Pourquoi ? ยป Jenessa a รฉtรฉ surprise par sa question, la confusion et la perplexitรฉ se lisant sur son visage. Pourquoi ? Pour rรฉaliser son souhait d'รฉpouser sa bien-aimรฉe Maisie, bien sรปr. ยซ Parce que... ยป Sa voix s'est faiblement interrompue, incapable d'รฉnoncer l'รฉvidence. ยซ Ta famille est-elle ร  nouveau en difficultรฉ financiรจre ? Est-ce une question d'argent ? ยป Ryan l'a regardรฉe d'un air glacial. ยซ Jenessa, ne connais-tu pas ta place ? Si tu as besoin de quelque chose, dis-le. Ne joue pas ร  ces petits jeux avec moi, parce que je n'ai pas la patience pour ces conneries. ยป Jenessa a serrรฉ les poings et grincรฉ des dents en silence. Ryan supposait donc que sa demande de divorce n'รฉtait qu'un de ses jeux, une tentative de tirer parti de la situation ร  son avantage ? Jenessa a souri avec amertume, mais ses yeux affichaient une dรฉtermination fรฉroce qui ne lui รฉtait pas coutumiรจre. ยซ Ne t'inquiรจte pas, je ne veux rien d'autre que divorcer. Ryan, nous allons divorcer tรดt ou tard, alors quelle diffรฉrence cela fait-il ? ยป Ryan n'a pas immรฉdiatement rรฉpondu. Il s'est contentรฉ de la fixer d'un regard รฉtrange et sรฉrieux. Son silence a plongรฉ Jenessa dans une transe, un mรฉlange d'anxiรฉtรฉ et d'inexplicable lueur d'espoir s'installant dans son cล“ur. ยซ Ou... ne veux-tu pas divorcer ? ยป Chapitre 3 Attention, le monde ! L'idรฉe que Ryan puisse vouloir rester mariรฉ a fait bondir le cล“ur de Jenessa, sa poitrine se soulevant d'impatience. Cependant, sous son regard rempli d'espoir, Ryan s'est froidement moquรฉ. ยซ Jenessa, ne te fais pas d'illusions. ยป Son ton รฉtait empreint de moquerie, chaque mot transperรงant le cล“ur de Jenessa comme un couteau. ยซ Crois-tu vraiment que je dirais "non" ? ยป Il l'a regardรฉe dans les yeux, d'un air glacial. ยซ N'oublie pas, Jenessa, que c'est toi qui as demandรฉ le divorce. Tu ferais mieux de ne pas revenir vers moi en rampant lorsque tout sera dit et fait. ยป Sur ce, il a et parti en. Jenessa dรฉcouragรฉe, et le cล“ur lourd de dรฉception. Les larmes coulant sur ses joues, elle a dรฉlicatement posรฉ une main sur son bas-ventre, sentant la petite vie grandir en elle. Au dรฉpart, elle avait l'intention d'annoncer la bonne nouvelle ร  Ryan, mais en l'espace de quelques heures seulement, ils รฉtaient sur le point de divorcer. Aprรจs avoir rรฉflรฉchi un moment, elle a dรฉcidรฉ qu'il valait mieux qu'il ne sache rien de sa grossesse. Mรชme s'ils se sรฉparaient, elle pourrait รฉlever le bรฉbรฉ toute seule. Puis, en repensant ร  son travail en qualitรฉ de secrรฉtaire de Ryan, elle a ressenti une certaine impuissance. La mamie de Ryan s'รฉtait arrangรฉe pour qu'elle travaille sous les ordres de ce dernier afin d'entretenir leur relation, et ร  l'รฉpoque, cela lui avait semblรฉ une bonne idรฉe. Mais ร  prรฉsent, les choses รฉtaient diffรฉrentes, et il รฉtait grand temps qu'elle quitte ce travail. Le lendemain matin, dรจs que Jenessa est arrivรฉe au siรจge du groupe WorldLink, quelques-uns de ses collรจgues les plus bavards l'ont encerclรฉe. ยซ Jenessa, nous t'avons attendue toute la matinรฉe ! Qu'est-ce qui se passe entre M. Haynes et cette femme, Maisie ? Sont-ils ensemble maintenant ? ยป ยซ La nouvelle selon laquelle M. Haynes a organisรฉ une fรชte de bienvenue pour la top-modรจle internationale Maisie Powell a fait le tour du monde durant la nuit. Il a mรชme conviรฉ tous ses amis. On dirait qu'il compte rendre leur relation publique d'ici peu ! ยป ยซ C'est peut-รชtre sa future รฉpouse ! ยป Jenessa a ressenti une pointe d'amertume en รฉcoutant. Aprรจs une petite hรฉsitation, elle a rรฉpondu avec dรฉcouragement : ยซ Je ne sais pas grand-chose ร  ce sujet. ยป Ses collรจgues ont รฉchangรฉ des regards et roulรฉ des yeux. Manifestement, ils ne la croyaient pas. ยซ Allez, Jenessa ! Tu es la secrรฉtaire de M. Haynes. Tu le connais mieux que quiconque. Comment pourrais-tu ne pas avoir d'informations privilรฉgiรฉes ? Crache simplement le morceau ! ยป Jenessa s'est forcรฉe ร  sourire faiblement. Tout le monde savait qu'elle รฉtait la secrรฉtaire de Ryan, mais trรจs peu de gens savaient qu'elle รฉtait aussi sa femme. Il รฉtait mรชme rรฉticent ร  rendre leur relation publique. Avec un lรฉger soupir, elle s'est montrรฉe plus ferme. ยซ Je ne sais vraiment pas, d'accord ? ร‡a suffit avec les ragots. ยป Ses collรจgues voulaient insister davantage, mais Jenessa leur a coupรฉ l'herbe sous le pied avant qu'ils ne puissent prononcer un mot de plus. ยซ J'ai dit qu'il n'y avait rien ร  dire, alors arrรชtez de me harceler. Avez-vous tous รฉtรฉ embauchรฉs pour faire des commรฉrages ? Remettez-vous au travail ! ยป Son expression sรฉvรจre les mettait mal ร  l'aise, mais elle avait raison : ils devaient s'exรฉcuter. ยซ D'accord, d'accord, on a compris. ยป Tandis que Jenessa s'รฉloignait, ils ne pouvaient s'empรชcher de marmonner et de grommeler entre eux. ยซ Pour qui se prend-elle ? Jouant les hautaines et les puissantes. Humm ! Elle n'est pas la seule secrรฉtaire ici. ยป ยซ Oui, quand elle a commencรฉ ร  travailler ici sans crier gare il y a trois ans, nous avons tous pensรฉ qu'elle avait une sorte de relation avec M. Haynes. Mais en fin de compte, il ne lui a pas accordรฉ d'attention particuliรจre et ne l'a jamais emmenรฉe ร  des rรฉunions avec des clients. C'est sa secrรฉtaire personnelle, mais qu'en est-il ? Un simple plaisir pour les yeux ! ยป ยซ Ses jours ici sont comptรฉs. Une fois que Maisie aura รฉpousรฉ M. Haynes, Jenessa sera la premiรจre ร  partir. Aprรจs tout, qui ferait confiance ร  une jolie secrรฉtaire autour de son homme ? ยป ยซ Exactement ! ยป Leurs rires et leurs bavardages dรฉbridรฉs emplissaient le bureau, mais Jenessa a fait la sourde oreille et s'est directement rendue ร  son bureau, se plongeant dans son travail. Elle savait comment ces collรจgues apparemment amicaux la voyaient rรฉellement. Mais elle ne pouvait pas les contredire, car elle-mรชme avait l'impression d'รชtre un objet de plaisanterie. Avant qu'elle ne s'en rende compte, il รฉtait temps de quitter le travail et la plupart des secrรฉtaires รฉtaient dรฉjร  rentrรฉes chez elles. Alors que Jenessa rangeait ses affaires, elle a reรงu un coup de fil de sa meilleure amie, Brinley Lloyd. ยซ Hรฉ, j'ai vu les nouvelles ce matin. Qu'est-ce qui se passe entre Ryan et cette femme, Maisie ? Ce ne sont que des rumeurs, n'est-ce pas ? ยป En entendant l'incrรฉdulitรฉ dans la voix de Brinley, Jenessa a soupirรฉ lourdement. ยซ C'est vrai. ยป Brinley a haletรฉ de choc et d'horreur. ยซ C'est quoi ce bordel ? ยป Tout au long de la journรฉe, Jenessa avait bien rรฉflรฉchi, et elle รฉtait donc relativement calme en expliquant : ยซ Tout d'abord, Ryan et moi ne nous sommes mariรฉs que dans le cadre d'un accord. J'ai toujours su qu'il ne ressentait rien pour moi ; il m'a รฉpousรฉe uniquement parce que sa mamie a insistรฉ. ร€ prรฉsent que la femme qu'il aime est de retour, il n'y a plus de raison que je reste. Il est temps de les laisser รชtre ensemble. ยป Brinley รฉtait ร  la fois incrรฉdule et indignรฉe. ยซ Maisโ€ฆ Et le bรฉbรฉ ? N'allais-tu pas lui faire la surprise ? ยป ยซ Serait-ce une merveilleuse surprise pour lui ? Ou un choc effroyable ? ยป Jenessa a instinctivement touchรฉ son bas-ventre plat, un sourire amer sur les lรจvres. ยซ De toute faรงon, ce qui compte, c'est que j'ai pris ma dรฉcision : je veux divorcer et j'รฉlรจverai ce bรฉbรฉ toute seule. Il n'a pas besoin de le savoir. ยป ยซ Sรฉrieusement, divorcer ? Es-tu sรปre ? ยป Brinley semblait trรจs inquiรจte. ยซ Si tu ne veux pas qu'il sache que tu es enceinte, tu ne peux donc pas continuer ร  travailler chez WorldLink. Ton ventre va devenir de plus en plus gros. ยป ยซ Ne t'inquiรจte pas. Je vais bientรดt dรฉmissionner. Puis, je pourrai enfin recommencer ร  faire ce que j'aime vraiment. ยป Parler de ses rรชves perdus depuis longtemps a fait naรฎtre un rare sourire sur le visage de Jenessa. ยซ Oh, mon Dieu ! Jenessa, tu vas reprendre ton ancienne carriรจre ? ยป Brinley รฉtait aux anges. ยซ C'est fantastique ! J'ai toujours cru en toi ! Tu es une designer de gรฉnie ! Attention, le monde entier, Sloane Todd, une lรฉgende dans le monde du design, arrive ! Tu n'aurais pas dรป gaspiller tes talents en tant que secrรฉtaire de Ryan pendant toutes ces annรฉes. Il n'en vaut pas la peine ! ยป ยซ Sloane Todd... ยป Jenessa a รฉtรฉ un peu รฉtourdie ร  l'รฉvocation de ce pseudonyme oubliรฉ depuis longtemps. Pour Ryan, elle s'รฉtait perdue pendant tellement longtemps. Elle avait presque oubliรฉ qui elle รฉtait rรฉellement. ยซ Jenessa. ยป Une voix magnรฉtique et masculine a soudainement retenti derriรจre elle. Surprise, Jenessa s'est retournรฉe pour dรฉcouvrir un Ryan, l'air sรฉvรจre qui se tenait derriรจre elle. Chapitre 4 Un petit locataire ยซ Ry... Je veux dire, M. Haynes ! Que fais-tu ici ? ยป Jenessa รฉtait tellement surprise qu'elle cherchait les mots justes, complรจtement prise au dรฉpourvu. Elle s'est empressรฉe de mettre fin ร  l'appel, son regard inquiet scrutant le visage de Ryan ร  la recherche d'un signe de colรจre, se sentant inexplicablement effrayรฉe et troublรฉe. Quand Ryan รฉtait-il arrivรฉ ? Qu'avait-il entendu ? ยซ N'รฉtions-nous pas censรฉs aller voir mamie ร  l'hรดpital aujourd'hui ? ยป, a demandรฉ Ryan, l'impatience transparaissant dans son ton. Ce n'est que lร  que Jenessa s'est souvenue qu'ils avaient effectivement prรฉvu de se rendre ร  l'hรดpital aujourd'hui. Baissant la tรชte pour s'excuser, elle a murmurรฉ : ยซ Je... Je suis dรฉsolรฉe. ยป ยซ Hmph ยป, a grognรฉ Ryan avec indiffรฉrence. Comme s'il ne voulait pas lui accorder un autre regard, il s'est retournรฉ et est sorti en disant d'un ton vif : ยซ Allons-y. ยป Il a fallu une seconde ร  Jenessa, hรฉbรฉtรฉe, pour reprendre ses esprits et le rattraper rapidement. En route pour l'hรดpital, l'esprit de Jenessa รฉtait en รฉbullition. Un mรฉlange complexe d'รฉmotions lui tourmentait le cล“ur alors qu'elle se demandait anxieusement si Ryan avait entendu sa conversation avec Brinley. Mais ensuite, elle s'est dit que si Ryan avait entendu qu'elle avait l'intention d'รฉlever secrรจtement leur bรฉbรฉ toute seule, il ne serait pas aussi calme. Ils รฉtaient assis cรดte ร  cรดte sur la banquette arriรจre de la voiture, dans un silence total. Naturellement, le comportement distrait de Jenessa รฉtait un peu difficile ร  ignorer. Ryan ne pouvait plus le supporter. Les sourcils froncรฉs, il a lรฉgรจrement tournรฉ la tรชte et a demandรฉ : ยซ Qu'est-ce qui t'arrive ? ยป Sa voix grave a fait sursauter Jenessa, interrompant ses pensรฉes. ยซ R...rien ยป, a-t-elle bredouillรฉ ร  la hรขte. ยซ Vraiment ? ยป, a lentement dit Ryan, son ton contenant une pointe de doute. Le cล“ur de Jenessa tambourinait. Alors qu'elle ouvrait la bouche pour se dรฉfendre, la voix magnรฉtique de Ryan a de nouveau retenti, cette fois-ci beaucoup plus prรจs de son oreille. ยซ Si ce n'est vraiment rien, pourquoi m'รฉvites-tu donc ? Pourquoi ne me regardes-tu pas, hein ? ยป Jenessa, figรฉe sur place, n'a pas osรฉ bouger d'un pouce. Un ricanement ร  peine perceptible s'est รฉchappรฉ de Ryan alors qu'il tendait une main pour saisir tendrement sa nuque. Du coin de l'ล“il, Jenessa l'a vu se pencher lentement vers elle...... ...... ==== En public, elle รฉtait la secrรฉtaire de direction du PDG. En privรฉ, elle รฉtait l'รฉpouse qu'il n'avait jamais officiellement reconnue. Lorsqu'elle a appris qu'elle รฉtait enceinte, Jenessa รฉtait folle de joie. Mais cette joie a cรฉdรฉ la place ร  la peur lorsque son mari, Ryan, a ravivรฉ la flamme avec son premier amour. Le cล“ur lourd, elle a choisi de le libรฉrer et de partir, seulement pour รชtre attrapรฉ par Ryan... Que se passe-t-il ensuite? 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ๆ‚ ๆ–—ใฏ่ซฆใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅฃๅค–ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€็ตๅฉšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใฏใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏๅคซใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซใใฎๅ ดใ‚’็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎๆฒป็™‚ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ2ๅนด้–“ใ€ๅคซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฝ่—คๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€ๅบฆใ‚‚ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆ้€š่กŒไบบใซ็—…้™ขใธ้‹ใฐใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใงใ•ใˆใ‚‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆใฏๅฝผใ‚‚ๅ„ชๅญใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅˆๆ‹ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆพๆœฌ้‡Œ็พŽใŒๅฆŠๅจ ใ—ใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใงๅธฐๅ›ฝใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ในใฆใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใ‚‚ใ‹ใคใฆๅฆŠๅจ ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใ€ๆน–ใงๆพๆœฌ้‡Œ็พŽใจใจใ‚‚ใซ่ฝๆฐดใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซใ‚‚ใŒใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใŒ้‡Œ็พŽใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆณณใ„ใงใ„ใๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ๅพŒใ€้‡Œ็พŽใฏ็„กไบ‹ใซๅญใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’็”ฃใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ๅ„ชๅญใฏๆฏ่ฆชใซใชใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ 7ๆ—ฅๅพŒใ€ๅณปไป‹ใฏ้›ขๅฉšใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆ‹’ๅฆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็—…ๆฐ—ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸไปŠใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใงๅฝผใฎ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ 3ๅ›ž็›ฎใฎใ‚ณใƒผใƒซใงใคใชใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใฎๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšไปฅๅค–ใฎ็”จไปถใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใซไผšใ†ๆฐ—ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใ€็™Œใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้›ป่ฉฑใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰้‡Œ็พŽใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅณปไป‹ๅ›ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚่ตคใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅฎšๆœŸๆคœๆŸปใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆถ™ใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆบขใ‚Œๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ™ในใฆใ‚’็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใŒๆฅใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใฏใ“้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใงใ€็ตžใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฝใคใ‚Šใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅณปไป‹โ€ฆโ€ฆใ‚‚ใ†ใ€้›ขๅฉšใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€็žฌใ€้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ†ท็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏใฉใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œๅฎถใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏใ€้›ป่ฉฑใŒ็ช็„ถๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅพŒใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅนด้–“ๆ‹’ๅฆใ—็ถšใ‘ใฆใใŸๅ„ชๅญใŒใ€ใชใœไปŠๆ€ฅใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸ ๅฝผๅฅณใซไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅณปไป‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใฎใ‚ˆ๏ผŸใ€้‡Œ็พŽใŒๅญใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฝผใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใš็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€้‡Œ็พŽใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใฏใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใปใฉๆš—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅฅณโ€ฆโ€ฆใพใŸไฝ•ใ‹ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ‚ใญ๏ผ ็Ž„้–ขใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใจใใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎใใฐใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’็€ใŸ่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใ„็”ทๆ€งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฏๆฐทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ†ทใŸใใ€ใใฎๆš—ใ„็žณใซใฏๅ„ชๅญใธใฎ่ปฝ่”‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒๅ†ทใŸใๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšๅฑŠใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ้‹ญใ„้‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฟƒใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆฟกใ‚ŒใŸไฝ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ซใƒใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’้™ใ‹ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณๆธˆใฟใ ใ€‚ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใจใใ€ๅณปไป‹ใฏใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบŒๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใพใงใซไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ„ชๅญใŒๅ”ฏไธ€่ฆๆฑ‚ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€2ๅ„„ๅ††ใฎๆ…ฐ่ฌๆ–™ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๆ€ฅใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ตๅฑ€้‡‘ใฎใŸใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ใ€ๅฝผใฎ้ก”ใŒๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆใชใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅผ่ญทใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๅฝผๅฅณใฏใŸใ ้™ใ‹ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ณ‡็”ฃใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’่ซ‹ๆฑ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ๆจฉๅˆฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€็งใฏ2ๅ„„ๅ††ใ—ใ‹่ฆๆฑ‚ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ ๆƒ…ใ‘ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใฟใ€้•ทใ„ๅฝฑใŒๅ„ชๅญใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้กŽใ‚’็ดฐ้•ทใ„ๆŒ‡ใงๆŽดใฟใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ไฝ•ใฆๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ“ใฎๅ‘ผใณๆ–นใŒๅซŒใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ƒๅคซใจๅ‘ผใณ็›ดใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ„๏ผŸใ€ ๅฝผใฏไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏไฟบใฎๅฎถใ ใ€‚ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ‘ใจ่จ€ใ†ๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใŠๅ‰ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏ็šฎ่‚‰ใ’ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ€่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใใฎๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚้›ขๅฉš่จผๆ˜Žๆ›ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ใ€ ใพใŸใ€ๅฝผใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„็›ฎใงๅฝผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœ9ๆ™‚ใ€ๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ็ฟŒๆœใ€ๆ—ฅใฎๅ‡บๅ‰ใซใฏๅ„ชๅญใฏๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€็—…้™ขใ‹ใ‚‰้›ป่ฉฑใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฟƒ่‡“็™บไฝœใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ๏ผŸใ™ใๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใพใ™๏ผใ€ ็—…้™ขใซๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“ใฏใพใ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใฏ็ˆถใŒๅฅๅบทใง็”Ÿใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็œ‹่ญทๅธซใŒๆ‰‹่ก“่ฒป็”จใฎ่ซ‹ๆฑ‚ๆ›ธใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚็ท้กใฏ300ไธ‡ๅ††ไปฅไธŠใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปฅๅ‰ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใฃใŸๅ…ฅ้™ข่ฒปใงๆฎ‹้‡‘ใฏใŸใฃใŸใฎ10ไธ‡ๅ††ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป•ๆ–นใชใใ€ๅณปไป‹ใซ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ ๏ผŸใ‚‚ใ†30ๅˆ†ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใงใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใ„๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ใพใŸๅ˜˜ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸใ€ ใใ‚“ใช๏ผ ใ€Œๅ˜˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„๏ผ็ˆถใŒๅฟƒ่‡“็™บไฝœใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆๆ‰‹่ก“ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎ๏ผโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‹๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ้ฎใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏ่€ณใ‚’็–‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹๏ผŸ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆ๏ผๅณปไป‹ใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“่ฒปใŒ300ไธ‡ๅ††ไปฅไธŠใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ…ฐ่ฌๆ–™ใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใชใ„๏ผŸๅฟ…ใš้›ขๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰๏ผใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ไฟบใŒ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ›ใฎ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎๆญปใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚้‡‘ใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใงใ‚‚ๆ‰‹็ถšใใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๅพŒใซใ ใ€‚ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘่จ€ใ†ใจใ€้›ป่ฉฑใฏๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใฎ้ก”ใซใฏๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‹ใคใฆๅฝผใฏ็ˆถใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ•ฌๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไปŠใฎๅฝผใฎๅฃฐใซใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆ†Žใ—ใฟใŒๆปฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใ ๏ผŸ 2ๅนดๅ‰ใฎ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ๅฎถใฎ็ ด็”ฃใจ็ตใณใคใ‘ใฆ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅถ็„ถใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ่ฃใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฎŸๅฎถใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฝผใ‚’ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸ ไปŠใ€่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚‚ใชใใ€็ˆถใฎๆฒป็™‚่ฒปใ‚’ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆœ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ 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ไปŠใ€ๅ„ชๅญใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎไพกๅ€คใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€็ตๅฉšๆŒ‡่ผชใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใ€้ซ˜็ดšๅฎ้ฃพๅบ—ใซ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใ€่ณผๅ…ฅๆ™‚ใฎ้ ˜ๅŽๆ›ธใจ่จผๆ˜Žๆ›ธใฏใŠๆŒใกใงใ™ใ‹๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏๆ€ฅใ„ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆŒ‡่ผชใฏๆคœๆŸปใซๅ‡บใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใพใŸใ”้€ฃ็ตกใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏๅˆ‡่ฟซใ—ใŸๅฃฐใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆ€ฅใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅไธญใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ€ๅบ—ๅ“กใŒๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚’ๆŒใกๅŽปใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็™ฝใใฆ็นŠ็ดฐใชๆ‰‹ใŒๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆŒ‡่ผชใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚็ด ๆ•ตใญใ€‚็งใŒ่ฒทใ†ใ‚ใ€‚ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸๅ„ชๅญใฎ็›ฎใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใ“ใฎไธ–ใงๆœ€ใ‚‚ๆ†Žใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉโ€•โ€•ๆพๆœฌ้‡Œ็พŽใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ LEARN_MORE https://heplk.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=13074&ut ๅฅณใฎๅญใŒ่ชญใฟใŸใ„ๅฐ่ชฌใ‚’ๅคง็‰น้›† 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7ๆ—ฅๅพŒใ€ๅณปไป‹ใฏ้›ขๅฉšใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆ‹’ๅฆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็—…ๆฐ—ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸไปŠใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใงๅฝผใฎ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ 3ๅ›ž็›ฎใฎใ‚ณใƒผใƒซใงใคใชใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใฎๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšไปฅๅค–ใฎ็”จไปถใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใซไผšใ†ๆฐ—ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏๆถ™ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใ€็™Œใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้›ป่ฉฑใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰้‡Œ็พŽใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅณปไป‹ๅ›ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚่ตคใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅฎšๆœŸๆคœๆŸปใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆถ™ใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆบขใ‚Œๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ™ในใฆใ‚’็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใŒๆฅใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใฏใ“้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใงใ€็ตžใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฝใคใ‚Šใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅณปไป‹โ€ฆโ€ฆใ‚‚ใ†ใ€้›ขๅฉšใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€็žฌใ€้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅ†ท็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏใฉใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œๅฎถใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ€ ๅณปไป‹ใฏใ€้›ป่ฉฑใŒ็ช็„ถๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅพŒใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅนด้–“ๆ‹’ๅฆใ—็ถšใ‘ใฆใใŸๅ„ชๅญใŒใ€ใชใœไปŠๆ€ฅใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸ ๅฝผๅฅณใซไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅณปไป‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใฎใ‚ˆ๏ผŸใ€้‡Œ็พŽใŒๅญใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฝผใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใš็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€้‡Œ็พŽใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใฏใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใปใฉๆš—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅฅณโ€ฆโ€ฆใพใŸไฝ•ใ‹ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ‚ใญ๏ผ ็Ž„้–ขใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใจใใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎใใฐใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’็€ใŸ่ƒŒใŒ้ซ˜ใ„็”ทๆ€งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฏๆฐทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ†ทใŸใใ€ใใฎๆš—ใ„็žณใซใฏๅ„ชๅญใธใฎ่ปฝ่”‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒๅ†ทใŸใๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œ้›ขๅฉšๅฑŠใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ 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ๅณปไป‹ใฏไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใฟใ€้•ทใ„ๅฝฑใŒๅ„ชๅญใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้กŽใ‚’็ดฐ้•ทใ„ๆŒ‡ใงๆŽดใฟใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ไฝ•ใฆๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ๏ผŸใ€ ใ€Œไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ“ใฎๅ‘ผใณๆ–นใŒๅซŒใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ƒๅคซใจๅ‘ผใณ็›ดใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ„๏ผŸใ€ ๅฝผใฏไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏไฟบใฎๅฎถใ ใ€‚ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ‘ใจ่จ€ใ†ๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใŠๅ‰ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ๅ„ชๅญใฏ็šฎ่‚‰ใ’ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ€่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใใฎๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ่—คใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚้›ขๅฉš่จผๆ˜Žๆ›ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ใ€ ใพใŸใ€ๅฝผใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ๅ†ทใŸใ„็›ฎใงๅฝผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœ9ๆ™‚ใ€ๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใงๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ็ฟŒๆœใ€ๆ—ฅใฎๅ‡บๅ‰ใซใฏๅ„ชๅญใฏๅ‡บ็™บใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€็—…้™ขใ‹ใ‚‰้›ป่ฉฑใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฟƒ่‡“็™บไฝœใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ๏ผŸใ™ใๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใพใ™๏ผใ€ ็—…้™ขใซๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“ใฏใพใ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใฏ็ˆถใŒๅฅๅบทใง็”Ÿใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็œ‹่ญทๅธซใŒๆ‰‹่ก“่ฒป็”จใฎ่ซ‹ๆฑ‚ๆ›ธใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚็ท้กใฏ300ไธ‡ๅ††ไปฅไธŠใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปฅๅ‰ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใฃใŸๅ…ฅ้™ข่ฒปใงๆฎ‹้‡‘ใฏใŸใฃใŸใฎ10ไธ‡ๅ††ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป•ๆ–นใชใใ€ๅณปไป‹ใซ้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ ๏ผŸใ‚‚ใ†30ๅˆ†ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใงใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใ„๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ใพใŸๅ˜˜ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸใ€ ใใ‚“ใช๏ผ ใ€Œๅ˜˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„๏ผ็ˆถใŒๅฟƒ่‡“็™บไฝœใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆๆ‰‹่ก“ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎ๏ผโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‹๏ผŸใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ้ฎใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ„ชๅญใฏ่€ณใ‚’็–‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹๏ผŸ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆ๏ผๅณปไป‹ใ€ๆ‰‹่ก“่ฒปใŒ300ไธ‡ๅ††ไปฅไธŠใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ…ฐ่ฌๆ–™ใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใชใ„๏ผŸๅฟ…ใš้›ขๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰๏ผใ€ ใ€Œๅ„ชๅญใ€ไฟบใŒ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ›ใฎ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎๆญปใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚้‡‘ใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใงใ‚‚ๆ‰‹็ถšใใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๅพŒใซใ ใ€‚ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘่จ€ใ†ใจใ€้›ป่ฉฑใฏๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ชๅญใฎ้ก”ใซใฏๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‹ใคใฆๅฝผใฏ็ˆถใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ•ฌๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไปŠใฎๅฝผใฎๅฃฐใซใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆ†Žใ—ใฟใŒๆปฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใ ๏ผŸ 2ๅนดๅ‰ใฎ้ซ˜ๆฉ‹ๅฎถใฎ็ ด็”ฃใจ็ตใณใคใ‘ใฆ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅถ็„ถใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๅณปไป‹ใŒ่ฃใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฎŸๅฎถใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฝผใ‚’ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†๏ผŸ ไปŠใ€่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚‚ใชใใ€็ˆถใฎๆฒป็™‚่ฒปใ‚’ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆœ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ 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No 2025-01-18 18:15 active 2279 0 Bye-Bye Aging, Hello Youth๐Ÿ‘‹ Now $50 OFF! ๐ŸŽ‰ Wesley Chapel LOVES NeveFacials! ๐ŸŽ‰ โ€œFinally a natural alternative to toxic injections and surgeryโ€ฆ it nearly eliminated my fine lines and wrinklesโ€ - Kelly D. The NeveFacial treatment is a painless, non-surgical solution to younger, brighter, tighter skin. It can help ๐Ÿ’ฅREDUCE๐Ÿ’ฅ signs of aging, improve wrinkles and lift areas on the face and neck. By using this breakthrough technology to naturally increase blood flow and collagen production to the treated area(s), our clients have toned & tightened their face and necks and loved their results. Weโ€™re SO excited to introduce NeveFacial to the area that weโ€™re offering new clients $50 OFF any NeveFacial series. ๐Ÿ”น No Side Effects๐Ÿ”น No Pain๐Ÿ”น No Recovery Time๐Ÿ”น Schedule an initial consultation to meet with our NeveFacial Specialist to learn how NeveFacial can help you achieve your skin goals! ๐Ÿ‘‡ Click โ€œLearn Moreโ€ below to claim this offer so we can help you reach your goals! ๐Ÿ‘‡ Please Note: Limited complimentary consultations available. Book now to secure your spot! LEARN_MORE https://handandstonebookings.com/wesleychapel-faci Hand & Stone Massage and Facial Spa https://www.facebook.com/HandandStoneWesleyChapel/ 1,258 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 handandstonebookings.com IMAGE The Neveskin Facial is a service that leverages cold temperatures that increases circulation and promotes collagen production, while naturally improving the skin's overall texture, tightness, and firmness. https://handandstonebookings.com/wesleychapel-facial926021 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/474329592_1008899471049086_3058470013614413887_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=F6KiCv3w6TwQ7kNvgFVeibY&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AJ0vxHxegJrxrQYhoGVcpfu&oh=00_AYBJLcN2tlOffvqKZC141ghcGJqy016vWbB-KdszSfsr2w&oe=67922EE1 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Hand & Stone Massage and Facial Spa 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2025-01-18 18:27 active 2281 0 ๋” ๋งŽ์€ ๋ฌด๋ฃŒ ์ฑ•ํ„ฐ๋ฅผ ์ฝ์–ด๋ณด์„ธ์š”๐Ÿ‘‰ ์˜จ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ๊ฒฐํ˜ผ 3๋…„ ๋งŒ์— ๋“œ๋””์–ด ์ˆ ์— ์ทจํ•œ ๋‚จํŽธ ์—ฌ์ดํ˜„๊ณผ ์ž ์ž๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ€์กŒ์ง€๋งŒ, ๊ทธ๋Š” ์ฒซ์‚ฌ๋ž‘์˜ ์ด๋ฆ„์„ ๋ถˆ๋ €๋‹ค. ์ดํŠฟ๋‚  ์ž ์—์„œ ๊นฌ ๋‚จ์ž๋Š” ์•„๋ฌด๊ฒƒ๋„ ๊ธฐ์–ตํ•˜์ง€ ๋ชปํ–ˆ๊ณ  ์ง€์œ ์—๊ฒŒ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋งํ–ˆ๋‹ค. โ€œ์–ด์ ฏ๋ฐค ๊ทธ ์—ฌ์ž ๋‹น์žฅ ์ฐพ์•„๋‚ด!โ€... ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ์Šค์œ„ํŠธ๋ฃธ ๋ฌธ๊ฐ€์— ์„œ์„œ ์•ˆ์—์„œ ๋“ค๋ ค์˜ค๋Š” ๋‚ฎ์€ ํ˜ธํ†ต ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋“ค์—ˆ๋‹ค. โ€œ๊บผ์ ธ!โ€ ๊ทธ ์†Œ๋ฆฌ ๋’ค์—๋Š” ๋ฌด์–ธ๊ฐ€ ๊นจ์ง€๋Š” ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ์ด์–ด์กŒ๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ๊นŠ์ด ์ˆจ์„ ๋“ค์ด์‰ฌ๊ณ  ์Šค์œ„ํŠธ๋ฃธ ์•ˆ์œผ๋กœ ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ”๋‹ค. ์Šค์œ„ํŠธ๋ฃธ ์•ˆ์€ ์—‰๋ง์ด์—ˆ๊ณ , ์ดํ˜„์€ ์นจ๋Œ€์— ์•‰์•„ ์Œ์šธํ•œ ํ‘œ์ •์„ ์ง“๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Š” ๋งค๋ ฅ์ ์ด์—ˆ์ง€๋งŒ, ์ž˜์ƒ๊ธด ์–ผ๊ตด์€ ์–ด๋‘ก๊ฒŒ ๋ฌผ๋“ค์–ด ๋ถ„๋…ธ์˜ ๊ฐ€์žฅ์ž๋ฆฌ์— ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๊ฐ€ ๋ถˆ๋Ÿฌ์˜จ ์—ฌ์ž๋Š” ๋†€๋ผ์„œ ์•„๋ฌด๊ฒƒ๋„ ๋ชป ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋…€๋Š” ๋ฒŒ๊ฑฐ๋ฒ—์€ ์ฑ„ ์–ด๋””์— ์„œ ์žˆ์–ด์•ผ ํ• ์ง€ ๋ชฐ๋ผ ํ–ˆ๊ณ  ๋ญ”๊ฐ€ ์ผ•๊ธฐ๋Š” ๋“ฏํ•œ ๋ˆˆ์น˜์˜€๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ž˜, ์ง€์œ ๊ฐ€ ์ด ์—ฌ์ž๋ฅผ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ ๋ถ€๋ฅธ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ๋‘ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด ์–ด์ ฏ๋ฐค ์ž ์ž๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ€์กŒ๋‹ค๋Š” ์‚ฌ์‹ค์„ ์ดํ˜„์ด ์•„๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ์‹ซ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋“ค ์‚ฌ์ด์— ๊ณ„์•ฝ์— ์˜ํ•˜๋ฉด ์•„๋ฌด๋„ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒŒ 3๋…„๊ฐ„ ๊ฒฐํ˜ผ์„ ์œ ์ง€ํ•˜๋ฉด ๋ฐ”๋กœ ์ดํ˜ผํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๋Š” 7๋…„์งธ ์ดํ˜„์˜ ๋น„์„œ๋กœ, 3๋…„์งธ ์ดํ˜„์˜ ์™€์ดํ”„๋กœ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์ดํ˜„์€ ์ง€์œ ์—๊ฒŒ ๋‘ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ๊ทธ์ € ์ƒ์‚ฌ์™€ ๋ถ€ํ•˜์˜ ๊ด€๊ณ„์ผ ๋ฟ ์ด ๊ด€๊ณ„๋ฅผ ๋›ฐ์–ด๋„˜์–ด์„œ๋Š” ์•ˆ ๋œ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๊ฒฝ๊ณ ํ–ˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๊ฐ€ ๋‹ค๊ฐ€์„œ๋ฉฐ ๋งํ–ˆ๋‹ค. โ€œ๋Œ€ํ‘œ๋‹˜, 9์‹œ ๋ฐ˜์— ํšŒ์˜๊ฐ€ ํ•˜๋‚˜ ์žกํ˜€ ์žˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์ง€๊ธˆ ์ผ์–ด๋‚˜์‹œ๋ฉด ๋ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค.โ€ ์ดํ˜„์€ ์ฐจ๊ฐ€์šด ๋ˆˆ๋™์ž๋กœ ์•ž์— ์„œ ์žˆ๋Š” ์—ฌ์ž๋ฅผ ๋šซ์–ด์ ธ๋ผ ์ณ๋‹ค๋ดค๋‹ค. ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด ์ดํ•ด๊ฐ€ ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ๋“ฏํ•œ ๋ˆˆ์น˜์˜€๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ์ด๋ฅผ ๋ˆˆ์น˜์ฑ„๊ณ  ์—ฌ์ž๋ฅผ ํ–ฅํ•ด ๋งํ–ˆ๋‹ค. โ€œ๋จผ์ € ๊ฐ€๋ด์š”.โ€ ์—ฌ์ž๋Š” ๊ทธ์ œ์•ผ ํ•œ์‹œ๋ฆ„ ๋†“์€ ๋“ฏ ์˜ท์„ ๋“ค๊ณ  ๊ธ‰ํžˆ ๋‚˜๊ฐ”๋‹ค. ์ดํ˜„์€ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ์—„์ˆ™ํ•œ ์–ผ๊ตด๋กœ ์ง€์œ ์—๊ฒŒ ๋ƒ‰๋žญํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋ฌผ์—ˆ๋‹ค. โ€œ์–ด์ ฏ๋ฐค ์–ด๋”” ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด?โ€ ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ์ˆœ๊ฐ„ ๋ฉˆ์นซํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๊ฐ€ ์ž์‹ ์„ ์˜์‹ฌํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฑธ๊นŒ? ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ์•ฝ๊ฐ„ ๊ธด์žฅํ•˜๋ฉฐ ๋งํ–ˆ๋‹ค. โ€œ์š”์ฆ˜ ํ”„๋กœ์ ํŠธ๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ํž˜๋“ค์–ด์„œ ์‚ฌ๋ฌด์‹ค์—์„œ ์ž ๋“ค์—ˆ์–ด์š”.โ€ ๋ง์ด ๋๋‚˜์ž๋งˆ์ž ์ดํ˜„์€ ๋ƒ‰์†Œ๋ฅผ ํ˜๋ ธ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ์˜ ์–ผ๊ตด์€ ์ฐจ๊ฐ‘๊ฒŒ ๋ณ€ํ–ˆ๊ณ , ์นจ๋Œ€์—์„œ ์ผ์–ด๋‚˜ ์ƒค์›Œ ํƒ€์˜ฌ๋กœ ๋ชธ์„ ๊ฐ์ŒŒ๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ๊ทธ์˜ ๋’ท๋ชจ์Šต์„ ๋ณด๋ฉฐ ๋ˆˆ์ด ์‚ด์ง ์ด‰์ด‰ํ•ด์กŒ๋‹ค. ์ดํ˜„์€ ์ง€์œ  ์•ž์—์„œ ํ•ญ์ƒ ๊ฝ๊ฝ ๊ฐ€๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋‹ค๋…”๋‹ค. ๋งˆ์น˜ ์ง€์œ ๊ฐ€ ๊ทธ์˜ ๋ชธ์„ ๋ณด๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ์—ญ๊ฒน๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ๋ง์ด๋‹ค. ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์–ด์ ฏ๋ฐค, ๊ทธ๊ฐ€ ์นจ๋Œ€์—์„œ ๊ทธ๋…€๋ฅผ ์•ˆ๊ณ  ์Šน์•„๋ผ๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ–ˆ์„ ๋•Œ๋Š” ์™„์ „ํžˆ ๋‹ฌ๋ž๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ์˜ค๋Š˜ ์•„์นจ ํ—ค๋“œ๋ผ์ธ์„ ์žฅ์‹ํ•œ ๋‰ด์Šค ํ•˜๋‚˜๊ฐ€ ๋ณด์˜€๋‹ค. [์‹ ์˜ˆ ๊ฐ€์ˆ˜ ๋…ธ์Šน์•„, ์•ฝํ˜ผ์ž์™€ ํ•จ๊ป˜ ๊ท€๊ตญ!] ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ๊ทธ์ œ์•ผ ์ดํ˜„์ด ์™œ ์–ด์ ฏ๋ฐค ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์ˆ ์— ์ทจํ•ด ๊ทธ๋…€์˜ ํ’ˆ์— ์•ˆ๊ฒจ ์šธ์—ˆ๋Š”์ง€ ์•Œ๊ฒŒ ๋˜์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Š” ๊ทธ๋…€๋ฅผ ์ฒซ์‚ฌ๋ž‘์˜ ๋Œ€์ฒดํ’ˆ์œผ๋กœ ์—ฌ๊ฒผ๋˜ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๋Š” ๊ฐ€์Šด์ด ์ฐข์–ด์ง€๋Š” ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•˜๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๊ฐ€ ์ •์‹ ์„ ์ฐจ๋ ค๋ณด๋‹ˆ ์ดํ˜„์€ ์ด๋ฏธ ์ƒค์›Œ๋ฅผ ๋งˆ์น˜๊ณ  ์ „์‹  ๊ฑฐ์šธ ์•ž์— ์„œ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์ง€์œ ๊ฐ€ ๊ทธ์ชฝ์œผ๋กœ ๋‹ค๊ฐ€๊ฐ€ ๋Š˜ ๊ทธ๋ž˜์™”๋“ฏ ์…”์ธ  ๋‹จ์ถ”๋ฅผ ์ฑ„์›Œ์คฌ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Š” ๊ทธ๋…€๋ณด๋‹ค ํ›จ์”ฌ ํ‚ค๊ฐ€ ์ปธ๊ธฐ์—, ๊ทธ๋…€๋Š” ๋ฐœ๋์„ ์„ธ์›Œ ๊ทธ์˜ ๋ชฉ์— ํƒ€์ด๋ฅผ ๋‘๋ฅด๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ์†์„ ๋ป—์–ด์•ผ ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์—ด์‹ฌํžˆ ์ดํ˜„์˜ ๋„ฅํƒ€์ด๋ฅผ ๋ฌถ์–ด์ฃผ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ์ดํ˜„์˜ ๋œจ๊ฑฐ์šด ์ˆจ๊ฒฐ์ด ๊ทธ๋…€์˜ ๊ท“๊ฐ€์— ์ „ํ•ด์กŒ๋‹ค. ์ดํ˜„์€ ๊ฐˆ๋ผ์ง„ ๋ชฉ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋กœ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋งํ–ˆ๋‹ค. โ€œ์ง€์œ ์•ผ, ์–ด์ ฏ๋ฐค ๊ทธ ์—ฌ์ž... ๋„ˆ ๋งž์ง€?โ€ LEARN_MORE https://weihunyu.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=11315 ์†Œ์„ค์˜ ์„ธ๊ณ„ https://www.facebook.com/61557428073507/ 703 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 weihunyu.com VIDEO https://weihunyu.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=11315&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/472818460_1350514196129861_6012695163020631545_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Q1IDehP4F1wQ7kNvgG1vYp3&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AQAEAb6Vc-T0lwBuVTr0w25&oh=00_AYCdS2NddjNjmPGPNKJ1F6iYh1qmsdjoHeHjkf4xRB9x4g&oe=6792275D PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 ์†Œ์„ค์˜ ์„ธ๊ณ„ 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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