Arrested Married CEO

HUNDRED PAIRS OF FEET

This happiness I finally felt back. I never thought I'd be this happy when I decided to go back to where I grew up. In the past, I was so eager to leave that place because I wanted to fly and see the world. But now, I'm alone and have no place to go back. So the best option I had was to go back to where I grew up because that's where my family is.

My hands are still stuck on my bedroom door handle. Doubt still haunts my mind, but I have to tidy up my clothes as well as my belongings before I leave.

THE CZECH...

My breath with the sound of the door opening. I entered the room and looked at every corner of the room that held fond memories of Brother Erlan.

My eyes immediately stopped on the stack of boxes arranged in one corner of the room and almost filled half the room. Curiosity pushed me closer to the boxes and I was surprised to find out what they were. Shoes from different brands with different colors and designs. As I recall, I don't have these shoes. Then, who's this?

My mind shimmered trying to remember the origin of the pile of shoes. While thinking, I also counted the number of shoes that turned out to be a hundred pairs.

'Hundred pairs? Daffin?'

My memory goes back to when Daffin threw away my shoes in the hospital and he said he would replace them with a hundred pairs of shoes. Is this the compensation he meant?

My lips covered a thin smile. "It turns out that Plankton still has a good side in him." I muttered.

I didn't pay much heed to that pile of shoes because I didn't want them. I hurried to open my closet and tidied up the clothes and valuables that Erlan gave me and some of the assets he left behind.

Long enough I packed all my things until the morning before and my eyes have not closed at all. "Geez, I have to be quick." I shouted, as I looked at the clock on the wall.

I immediately closed my suitcase and pulled it down the stairs, but when I arrived at the stairs I began to get confused about how to lower it.

"There's no way I'm lifting it. This suitcase is huge and also heavy." I lamented. " What should I do?"

Suddenly a crazy and silly idea came into my head. "All right, let's do it, Ayasya!" I shouted as I pushed the large suitcase down the stairs like I was surfing.

DEBUMS...

My suitcase landed perfectly on the floor and made quite a loud noise. I went down the stairs and checked my dropped suitcase on my back.

"Everything is good" I said as I turned the suitcase into a stand and prepared to pull it.

Suddenly a voice surprised me. "Not everything!!!"

I raised my gaze and looked at Daffin who was sitting on the sofa. His hand was holding my phone which was still on and his eyes were extremely unfriendly, there was anger and disappointment there.

'But wait, what disappointed him?'

"How did you get in here? Where's Reena's sister? Aren't you on vacation?" I asked indifferently while continuing to pull my suitcase.

Daffin's tyrannical attitude made him ignore my questions and curiosity.

"Lay that. Let's talk!" daffin said, the look in his eyes is still so scary.

Not wanting to waste any time, I followed her and sat down on the sofa next to Daffin. I don't want to get too close to him. Moreover, we are just the two of us, without the presence of Shaka or anyone.

"Speak!" I opened the conversation.

"Why did you run away?"

"I? Escape? No. gabe. I just want to go home to my own house."

Daffin sighed. "You may fool the servants, but you can't fool me."

"You must have thought that if you walked in a different direction, I wouldn't have looked for you in this house. But I know for a fact that you have no place to return other than this house."

What Daffin said is true. I have nowhere to go, but why does it sound so painful when it comes out of Daffin's mouth. It felt like I wanted to cry and tell her that I needed a place to lean on not a place of inner torture that she provided for me.

"Oh," I said lazily, twisting my eyes.

"Come, go home!" Daffin was already standing and wearing a black jacket that fit on his body.

"No! It's not my place." I refused, and still refused to leave my place.

"Whatchu mean? Don't always cause trouble!"

"Why did I go back to that place? To be a concubine? Or to be the subject of insults and insults of others for being the third person in your household!!!" The emotions I could no longer endure.

"Consieur?" Daffin looked at me confused. "You're not a concubine. You're my wife." she added.

"Yes. Your second wife." answered me while thieving.

Daffin sat back and looked at me. "Then, what do you want?"

"Certify me! If marriage is true."

Daffin's hand gripped the end of the sofa, his eyes showing anger. I'm used to seeing her attitude towards me.

"What's? You want to discuss accounts payable with me." I asked in a challenging tone.

I stood up and opened my suitcase to get something inside.

"It!" I threw a document on the table.

Daffin looked at me before turning his gaze to the document that was now lying on the table. "What's this?"

"That's the certificate of this house. Think of it as my debt payment because it has damaged your car which is very very expensive" I said proudly. "I'm also grateful that you've returned my beloved car, but I'm sorry I couldn't accept the hundred pairs of shoes you gave me because I only had a pair of legs instead of a hundred pairs of legs" I added.

Daffin didn't take his eyes off me until I finished talking. And without saying a word, Daffin stood up and left me still waiting for his answer.

"Hey, are we officially divorced!!!"

My screams stopped Daffin's footsteps, he stopped at the doorway and stuck one of his hands on the door and turned to me with a cold look and as if he was directly beating my heart.

"Never think about it again!"

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