My husband is my Prospective In-law
S2: Irene Shocked

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Ansel bowed weakly at a sofa that was inside the lobby, when he discovered that Irene's name was not on the list of residents living in this apartment.

His heart shattered instantly to the point of making his hope vanish into a speck of dust that was instantly blown away by a reality. The fact that he still has to hold himself back in order to meet Irene, the woman he desperately wants to meet.

"Oh my God, where else should I look for Irene? Why isn't he in this apartment? Though obviously I've seen it on the CCTV." Ansel racked his brain hard to think about what he should do after this.

Lucas was only stunned from where he looked at Ansel's grief. He could not be closer because Ansel forbade him.

"Maybe it's time I went for a while to find out?" muttered Lucas decided.

Lucas took the phone out of his pocket. Then he started typing a message and immediately he sent it to Ansel.

"Sir, wait a minute because I have a need, but if you want to go back to the hotel without waiting for me, you can use the taxi in the apartment courtyard."

After sending the message, Lucas rushed back to the car.

"I have a hunch that the woman is indeed Miss Irene. So I have to make sure what I saw earlier." Lucas started driving his car and left the apartment.

Meanwhile, Ansel, still continued to be shrouded in sadness and disappointment in his deepest heart. He felt desperate, because his current efforts must fail and have not produced results.

"Oh my God, if this is a punishment for me, please take care of all this. Please meet me with Irene." Ansel rubbed his face a few times that looked sad.

Ansel took the phone out of his pants pocket. He started to open his phone to see Irene's social media. He hopes Irene leaves a clue so he can find her whereabouts.

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Meanwhile, Irene is now at the reception desk where she started working. Today was his first day and he seemed very excited about it. For Irene herself, this was a start for her to start a new life without Ansel.

"I'm grateful, because in the end God gave me a job and a good friend like Nisa." It suddenly arose in the woman's mind to post what she had been going through at this moment. Irene took the phone lying at the reception desk, and then she started taking selfies, all Irene did quickly so as not to be seen by her other co-workers. Incidentally also at that time the atmosphere and activities in the hotel lobby still seemed quiet, allowing him to do all that.

After taking a selfie, the woman began typing a caption to accompany the photo she was about to post.

"Start a new life with gratitude in Hotel Park Regis at Birmingham."

However, just as Irene was about to post it, suddenly the hotel phone rang, the beautiful woman put it off and decided to pick up the phone first.

"Yes hello to Hotel Park Regis, how can we help you?" Irene started the conversation very kindly.

"Yes Miss, I'm Tania. Later in the afternoon I will come to the hotel with my sister to see how far the preparations are there, related to the wedding that will be held on this Sunday."

"Well Ms. Tania, I'll confirm your arrival at our hotel manager. We look forward to her arrival, is there anything else we can help you with?" Irene asked back in a friendly manner.

"Okay, Miss Tania, thank you again. Have a nice day." Irene ended her phone call and put the phone back in its place.

After the phone disconnected, Irene grabbed her phone back. The beautiful woman for a moment looked at the post she would share on her Instagram account. After feeling enough, Irene began posting it.

However, suddenly the shadow of Ansel flashed through his mind, making the beautiful woman so thought of the figure of the husband he had left behind. There was a feeling of worry in Irene, especially when she left, Ansel was still unable to see, because of an accident that made her cornea become damaged.

"Are you now seeing Ansel? But how do I know that? If I call Doctor Evran, he'll mistake her again." Irene thought for a moment, before she finally decided to look back at Ansel's entire social media. "Maybe Ansel's Instagram has a new post." Irene began typing Ansel's name in the search field.

The loading process is slow to make the search results pause. "Geez the signal here is ugly, if I should use this hotel WiFi only yes, but I don't know the password." Irene put her phone back on the reception desk and stepped her feet to approach her co-worker who was a few steps away from where she was standing.

Indeed, the reception desk at this hotel is long and located in the central position of the lobby. So not only was Irene one, but there were two other women accompanying her behind the reception desk.

After he finished asking his co-worker for a Wi-Fi password, Irene returned to her position and grabbed her phone that was still on the table.

"Well, now the signal's good." Irene repeated by typing Ansel's name in the search field.

After choosing the Ansel account that became his search destination, he began to open the account.

"There's one post!" Irene was so enthusiastic and impatient to know what posts Ansel shared on his Instagram.

When he opened the post on Ansel's Instagram account, his eyes bought, as if he could not believe what he had seen with his own eyes.

"Ansel, in Birmingham! He's looking for me." Irene's legs instantly trembled all over her body, the woman was not strong enough to stand up until she decided to sit in her chair.

Seeing the condition of Irene, a coworker named Maura Elina came to him. "Irene are you okay?" asked the woman with a very thick western accent. The crossbred woman with blond hair and a bule face has been a good friend of Irene since she started working at this hotel.

"Yes I'm good, Maura, just a little dizzy." Irene's reply made Maura calmer.

"Yes, have you rest, let me handle your work." Maura turned a rest caption on Irene's desk to give the woman time to rest first.

"Thank you very much, Maura." Irene reviewed the smile on her face, when she heard Maura's kindness.

Currently he is still staring nanar, post on Instagram Ansel account. The man who made her always felt pain for all her humiliation and cruel treatment.

"What exactly is Ansel's intention? Why is he looking for me? If Ansel is in Birmingham, it means he can see again!" inner Irene analyzed by still looking at the caption contained in Ansel's post.

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