The Cold Wife
Chapter 23

"I told you, don't hurry. Now that everything is messed up, the boy dares to break off the relationship with us. Then tomorrow, she'll ask her husband to destroy us, Jeremy." Charlotte protests, as all her husband's plans fail miserably.

"I know, don't worry too much. Everything will be fine, the girl will do nothing. Because his parents are in our hands." Jeremy looks so relaxed.

"What about our son?" ask Charlotte flat. His feelings have not been stirred.

"Our son will continue to get the best care. I took a slight advantage of the girl," Jeremy replied glaring away. His lips twitched and published a smile.

"We won't let go easily, the girl will still be our family doll. Our lives depend on her hard work, after she has a descendant from that rich family. We'll be even luckier" Jeremy said with a satisfied laugh. The shadow of the future was in front of him.

"Give up to you, don't let that kid die because of us. You know her husband is so cruel, she makes little trouble. Then we'll get involved" Charlotte woke up from her seat.

"Don't worry, that girl is very smart. He won't just die."

"Suire to you, Jeremy. I want to see our son" Charlotte walked away from her husband's study. Jeremy stared out the window, playing with his own thoughts.

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It's been two days since the incident, Sweet decided not to talk to Alex. Sweet still remembered how the pain that now began to spread to the heart. Since then, Alex has been restless because of Sweet's indifferent attitude towards her. Alex was confused, why the guilt was still in his mind.

Not only Sweet, Milan and Mala also ignored Alex. The three women were so compact as to teach Alex a lesson.

"Josh," call Sweet when he crosses paths with Joshua. The man held back his steps. Yes, Sweet is currently in the company to deliver Alex's lunch as usual.

"Mrs need help?" joshua looked at Sweet to wait for an answer.

"Please give this to her, I'm still a lot of work." Sweet thrusts a lunch bag at Joshua. The man looked confused, it had been two days that Sweet had done that. Usually he would go in on his own and give it straight to Alex.

Are they fighting? Huh, a unique couple. Inner Joshua.

"It's with pleasure, Mrs Sweet."

"Thank you" said Sweet, rushing away. But his steps were held back when suddenly Alex blocked his path. Alex pulls Sweet's arm and robs Joshua of the rough lunch bag. Joshua was silent for quite a while, he was still surprised by what happened.

Alex pulls Sweet into his room. Throwing the girl rough on the couch, flanking Sweet's jaw with his fingers.

"Try to test my patience?" alex is full of emphasis. He was really upset with Sweet's attitude these few days. Sweet turned his face away, but Alex pulled him back until their eyes met.

"I underestimated you too much, Ana. I've had enough of being soft on you. From now on, you'll be doing a real wife job." Alex squeezes Sweet's tiny body with emotion.

"Stay away from me, I'm someone else's ex. You hate me so much, don't you? Then what do you want me to be, Alex? I don't have anything at the moment." Sweet said with great emphasis. Alex who heard that immediately landed his lips on Sweet's lips. The girl was shocked and rebelled.

"I hate you" Sweet said as Alex took off his pagutan. Sweet keeps hitting Alex's field chest. Her tears just escaped, soaking up her cheeks. This time Sweet completely spilled the pressure in his heart.

"Why, why do you want to keep torturing me, Alex. What's my fault with you?" timpal Sweet is sobbing.

"Ana," call Alex to feel guilty at the sight of Sweet's frail condition.

"Can't I just live a little quieter? I am tired of all this, I am also tired of your attitude at will. I'm a human, not a robot or a doll that can be played at will." Sweet's sobs are becoming.

Alex heard that in the fog. Alex lifts his body to get away from Sweet.

"No need to act. Go, don't expect me to care about you," Alex said flatly. Sweet who heard that instantly wiped away her tears and rose from there.

"Never touch me again, I hate you, Alex. You're the cruel man I've met, you've always acted at will and you're also the heartless man." Sweet recalls. He brought out all the pieces in his heart. His breath was cut off, his chest rose up and down as it held back emotions.

"Get out!" snapped Alex. Sweet was silent for a moment, then left from there.

Alex scooped up his rough face. For the second time, Alex gets frustrated over a woman. Alex hit his desk hard. "Damn! I can't control my own feelings."

Sweet crossed the street. His feet stepped definitely to explore the city park that he had not visited for a long time. While in college, the city park became a favorite place to do tasks that accumulate. Arriving in the west corner, Sweet met a bunch of young men dressed in casual clothes. Some of them plucked the guitar gently, and the sound created was so melodious. They also sang a song by Kelly Clarkson-Stronger. Sweet chose to stop and watch them. Feeling that their presence there represents his heart.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Stand a little taller

Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

What doesn't kill you makes a fighter

Footsteps even lighter

Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger

Just me, myself and I

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Stand a little taller

Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

Sweet listened to every stanza of the singing they brought. A faint smile was engraved on his lips. They bring back the fire of spirit in Sweet . "You stronger, Sweet."

Sweet looked up to stare at the blue sky decorated by white cloud carvings. A bright day, showing if his life will also be as bright as today. It is possible that the cloud cloud that is currently enveloping the day will soon disappear, and change with the sun that will always shine.

"Sweety," call someone. Sweet looked at it immediately.

"Lilma!" sweet exclaimed when he saw the figure of a woman who had always accompanied him since childhood. Sweet got up from his seat and scattered in Lyla's arms.

"I miss you so much" said Sweet. Lyla smiled sincerely hearing that.

"Me too, Sweet. I thought we'd never see each other again. Thank goodness you're okay," Lyla retorted. But his eyes were rounded when he saw the corner of Sweet's injured lips. "Why your lips?

Sweet immediately turned his face away, "I fell down." Sweet chose to sit back. Lyla sat down next to him.

"Lay until you're satisfied" murmured Lyla knew Sweet's lies. The woman had already memorized how Sweet behaved when he was lying or not. Sweet would not dare to stare at his opponent while lying.

"Sorry, Lyla. I don't want you to worry, I know you're worried about me, right?"

"Of course, you've taken me as my own son" said Lyla.

"I know, what about you?" tanya Sweet looked at the golden Netra of Lyla.

"Your parents kicked me out of the mansion, my job now is to take my son for a walk."

Sweet was stunned, he showed a guilty feeling.

"Don't blame yourself, I'm glad to be free from there. Because the angel of my life is no longer there, now I will be more focused on guarding my angel," said Lyla rubbed Sweet's head gently. Sweet smiled faintly.

"Thank you, where's your son?" tanya Sweet looked around the park. Until his eyes met the figure of a seven-year-old boy playing ball with his friends.

"Sweet, you must always be strong in dealing with life's problems. Not everyone can easily find happiness in life. Some of them, had to pick up that happiness despite falling repeatedly. There's nothing to regret, God has a better plan."

Sweet nodded small. Lyla's words were indeed true, there was no reason for her to complain at this moment. His life is still long, indeed not all dreams can be achieved. But reaching a dream that is still woven, it will be easier with two words, namely patience and continuing to strive.