The Cold Wife
Chapter 34

Sweet pushed the glass door quickly, and immediately circulated the view throughout the restaurant. Until the brown eyes caught the figure of the woman who was sitting at the corner table. Without a second thought, he walked over to the woman.

"Too late by two minutes" the woman said, giving an annoyed look.

"Sorry, Grace. My job is pretty much, I don't have much time either" Sweet said, sitting in front of Grace. The hazel-eyed woman just shook her head slowly. Sweet's job today is pretty much, it's really hard for him to get out. It's just that he was smart enough to make excuses, and then met Grace.

"What did you get?" timpal Sweet looked at Grace questioningly. Hope Grace brings good information about her family. Yeah, an hour ago Grace called Sweet and asked to meet. Grace wants to pass on information about Sweet's parents. Although Sweet had already gotten information from Alex, he was still satisfied. Hope Grace brings good information about her family.

"Your family is in danger, I've asked my foster father for help. They couldn't find it, like someone was hiding them. It's very hard to trace" explains Grace not in line with Sweet's expectations. Sweet propped up his forehead with both hands. Trying to catch his breathing that was starting to get irregular.

It must be him, what else does he want. I have fulfilled all his wishes. Including surviving in chain link burr. Inner Sweet.

"Sweet, you better come with me. We're going back to Indonesia, we're looking for them together." Sweet raised his head slowly, staring at Grace's netra long enough. Then he spoke up so softly.

"That's impossible, he won't let me go."

"Don't be stupid Sweet, that marriage is not at all true. There is no agreement between the two parties, he gets a marriage certificate because of his authority here. No one dared to fight him. They easily gave all the letters. Didn't you and him do that?"

Sweet was wide-eyed when he heard Grace's question. "No, I know Grace's limits. Throw out all your stupid thoughts" Sweet said. Grace breathed a sigh of relief hearing him, she just didn't want her best friend back in trouble.

"All right, next week I'm waiting for your decision. I'll be waiting for you at the airport. You also have no connection to that jerk's family anymore, so there's no need to think about them" Grace said firmly. Hearing that, Sweet just nodded slowly. Confused, that was what he was currently feeling. His meeting with Charlotte yesterday came back to his mind.

"Don't think too much, the opportunity won't come twice. Think carefully," said Grace, holding Sweet's hands slightly wet with sweat.

"Thank you, Grace. I'll think about it" Sweet said. Grace nodded in response. Then they both got lost in their minds.

***

"Adel, where is Mister? I've been to the room but there's nothing" asked Sweet to approach Adeline who was tidying up some documents in her room.

"Sir was gone, there seemed to be something important. I also don't know where he's going" Adeline answered honestly.

"All right, thanks Del."

"Together" said Adeline. Sweet went from there.

"Where is he?" sweet muttered down on the sofa. Staring at the skyscrapers that clashed with each other high. Long enough he was silent. Where is he really? Did something happen? Think Sweet

"Well, why should I worry about it?" his grunts got up from a sitting position and moved towards the work desk. Sweet was back with a pile of documents on the table.

In the afternoon, Sweet returned home on foot. Alex was really mean, leaving him without saying anything. No one even picked her up home. The girl's entire body was now covered in sweat, her clothes looked slightly wet. Arriving at the mansion, the servants gave various gazes at him. His footsteps stopped quickly. What is this, why does it sound so crowded? sweet thought as he entered the mansion.

Bruk!

Sweet was quite shocked when a boy hit him and fell over. "Geez, I'm sorry." Sweet helped the little boy gently. Guilt on his face. But different from that boy. He looked at Sweet with a strange look.

"You're okay, right?" tanya Sweet speaks German. He crouched down and examined the boy's hands. Make sure there are no injuries there. But again the boy just looked at him strangely. Sweet noticed the boy's eyes, so much like Alex's.

"She doesn't speak the language you speak" said one who managed to surprise Sweet and get the girl back up. Who else if not a mean guy named Alex. The man walked over, followed by a middle-aged woman and a man so similar to Alex. Milan and Mala were there too. Sweet paid attention to the middle-aged woman, so familiar. Until a tiny hand managed to surprise him.

"Sweet sister, you can speak Indonesian, right?" the boy smiled so sweetly. Sweet looked at Alex.

"Of course, he's also from Indonesia." Alex smiled faintly.

"Aunty? So this beautiful sister is Uncle's wife? It's unfair, Big Brother is so young and doesn't match up with Uncle who is old," Dika recalled who managed to make everyone surprised.

"Well, don't talk like that. Apologize now," the soft voice managed to attract Sweet's attention. The memory of the woman began to be clearly seen. That woman was in the painting and Alex's phone, wasn't she? Ask Sweet in your heart. He was still not convinced, because the woman was more beautiful than a photograph or a painting.

"Sorry Uncle, Auntie."

"It's not a problem, Boy." Alex smiled as he gently rubbed Dika's head. Sweet gasped at Alex's warm demeanor, for the first time he saw the other side of Alex.

"Alex, don't you want to introduce this beautiful girl to us?" said the middle-aged man who was very similar to Alex. Sweet's gaze was full of gentleness.

"Anna Sasmita, my wife. Anna, this is my brother Arnold and his wife, Nissa." Alex introduces them to Sweet. Sweet greeted the two still with a puzzled expression.

Nissa's? So this is the woman Alex loves? The woman who called last night and the figure in the painting. She was so beautiful, Sweet thought to himself.

"You married a young, beautiful girl and then didn't tell us? You forgot your brother, huh?" arnold patted Alex on the shoulder.

"Sorry, Brother. Everything is unexpected" Alex said so casually.

"Sweet, you better go to the room and rest. You look tired and your clothes are wet," said Milan who has since noticed Sweet's disheveled appearance.

"Ana, Sweet, what's her real name?" nissa asked confused.

"Sweet is the name given to his adoptive parents, Jeremy Santonio." Alex pressed Sweet's adoptive parents' name. Hearing that, Arnold's gaze on Sweet turned sharp.

"How can you marry her?" ask Arnold flat. Sweet realized that, and then he chose to go to the room. Right now he also needed rest and immediately filled the void of his stomach.

"Say Alex, how can you marry that girl?" Arnold repeated his question.

"It's none of your business, brother." Alex rushed to his room. Alex doesn't want his brother to know what he's up to right now. Let him take care of everything, without the intervention of the brother.

"Mas, let Alex choose the woman of his choice. It doesn't matter who the girl really is" Nisa rubbed her husband's shoulder.

"Sweet good boy, only bad luck. Alex never treated the girl well, I don't know what Alex was really planning." Milan spoke up to explain the problem.

"Where do you know she's such a good girl? already know from such a cunning family, still being nurtured? No matter if he was a foster child or not, their upbringing was definitely inside his head." Arnold looks emotional.

"I don't think Sweet is different from most girls. He has absolutely no motive whatsoever" said Milan continue to defend Sweet. That's the truth, isn't it?

"Stop defending her, I won't allow the girl to be here before I know who she really is" Arnold said.

"Don't be too carried away" said Nissa rubbed Milan's shoulder with a sincere smile. Then she followed her husband's steps with little Dika.

"Ma, we better not interfere in their affairs." This time Mala made a sound. He didn't want his mother to get into the game Alex was making.

"Mama just pity Sweet, she's a good girl. Mama's very sure, Mala."

"Mala knows, she can see it all. It's just, I know more about Sweet." Milan nodded, then they returned to their rooms. Because the day starts to look dark.

Alex opened the room door slowly, spreading his gaze across the room. But the girl's figure was completely invisible. Alex walked in with wide strides, and was restrained right in front of the tightly closed bathroom. The splashing sound of water was clearly heard, it meant Sweet was taking a bath.

Alex chose to sit on his lips, pick up the book on the nightstand and open it slowly. Fifteen minutes, Alex waited for Sweet to come out. And the figure actually came out of the bathroom with just a sheet of towel wrapped around her tiny body. It seemed that the girl was unaware of Alex's presence, as she seemed to be casually walking to and fro. With Alex deliberately not making a sound, keep an eye on Sweet's movements there. Until the figure he was watching disappeared behind the locker room door.