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I followed Sean's steps away through my eyes. After she disappeared and the door was completely closed, I turned to look towards Carla. Now I have to secure my husband from the bullied jackfruit.

I leaned my ass on the edge of the table. I sighed and crossed paths, trying to look calm. Facing a woman like Carla should be in an elegant manner, unable to act recklessly and cursing with harsh words. "Carla, you know Sean's married to me, right?" I said without wasting time. He looks calm. Attractively.

Carla smiled as she sat back down, "I think everyone knows you're married."

Wow, I was surprised by the calmness it displayed. An old song from a woman who wants to destroy relationships. "Then you're old enough to understand that, Carla," I said, "You should have stopped chasing my husband since you were present at our wedding." I tilted my head slightly and raised my eyebrows.

Carla began to emit an aura of competition to me, her face stiffened and she sighed, "Franda, you live in modern times. Don't be so naive. Know it? If you hadn't come to him, I would be his wife now."

I was stunned in disbelief. Apparently Carla did have a big goal to get Sean, and I realize it now. Before, I thought he was just amazed at my husband, but seeing his spirit, it was obvious that he also wanted to have Sean.

I took a deep breath, then looked at Carla seriously. "Listen to me, Carla. I don't know what relationship you and my husband have had in the past. Maybe he made you flower. But you know, right now I'm his wife, haven't you seen Sean love me so much?"

Carla laughs, "Close your bullshit, Franda. You don't know him. You don't know how Sean was crazy about me until you came along and screwed things up."

"Now listen to me, Franda." Carla continued, "I know Sean well, know him well. Sean's going to stay crazy about me. Even if you manage to take her heart, it's only temporary. You're only temporary for him, Franda."

I don't know if my face is paled, which is obvious when I'm distracted by the phrase, "Carla, I warned you to back off before I kick you out of this place and you'd end up kissing the asphalt. You know, I hate the most species of household destroyer like you." I stood up straight, then walked around slowly with my arms still crossed. I deliberately tapped my high heels harder to dominate our conversation.

"Carla" I said, "You'd be lucky if we met a few years ago, I wouldn't be this hard on you. But the circumstances are different, experience makes me understand how to repel pests like you. It's not hard for me to break you, Carla. So, stop rolling your eyes at my husband, or I'm the one who's gonna pry him out."

Carla flinched in her seat. Almost jumped. I almost laughed to find his ferocious, whitened face. The defiant look he had just displayed also vanished. But I'm not satisfied, this woman has to be hit hard in order to really understand.

I turned the chair to face me, my hands resting on the two handles, slightly bent, I said, "You're beautiful, Carla. With your beauty, you can charm any man." My index finger stretched out to raise his chin. "But, not my husband." I smiled and winked at him.

With confident steps, I walked towards my husband's great chair, and sat quietly there. I leaned back, my legs crossed in the sexiest way, I slowly turned the seats left and right, showing power with fingers tied together in front of the chest.

Carla looks pale, maybe she thought I wouldn't be that hard. I'm sure, in his mind I must be a weak woman who's easy to get rid of. But he was wrong, Franda who was so dead. There's no place for such a jackfruit caterpillar species to mess with my household. No Carla in front of me, or any other Carla-Carla, no one dares to disturb my palace.

After a long silence and observing him, I think he understood what I meant, "It seems like there's nothing more I want to tell you, Carla. You can continue your work." push me smooth.

"Well, Franda..."

Before he finished his words, I interrupted, "Mrs. Warner." I said. "You can call me Mrs. Warner." I deliberately pressed his tone so that he really understood his position that only my husband's workers.

Carla nodded, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Warner." he turned around without waiting for my reply.

One jackfruit caterpillar I got rid of. My heart cheers happily enjoying my success. Dealing with people like Carla is not difficult, if I had done the same thing a long time ago, maybe I would not have divorced Nino. But the gratitude in my heart is greater than the regret. Now I'm happy with Sean, no doubt. Sean's figure makes me more brave and wise in dealing with something. Well, of course, Sean not only loves me, he also understands the little things that make me feel appreciated all at once.

Being in the room where my husband fought, I was interested to take a look. The room hasn't changed much. The same nuance was still felt when I first met him here. Decorations and color selection show harmony with the owner, not too much furniture and colors that are not striking, very suitable with Sean's style that seems simple, I mean his attitude.

Something on the bottom of the bookcase caught my attention. I walked closer, my eyebrows fused together with my two narrowed eyes. Out of curiosity, I touched something that looked like that button. I jumped as the bookshelf in front of me moved, my feet reflexively took a few steps back.

My eyes opened wide as the bookshelf stopped. With a slow and careful step, I walked forward. Just as I was about to enter the other room behind the bookshelf, a heavy and loud voice stopped me. "What are you doing, Franda!"

I turned around, in front of the entrance my husband was standing with his hands clenched on both sides of his body. From my place, I could see his body trembling and his gaze was completely dark and sharp. I was confused and panicked by her reaction, as if I was interfering with her pleasure.

"Sss-Sean.." I said trembling. The next instant Sean walked quickly grabbed my body and squeezed my shoulders firmly. "What are you doing?" His gaze pierced my eyes and made my heart ache. Her breathing was heavy and I felt Sean was going to crush me right then and there.

Sean jerked my shoulder but I could only surrender with grievous eyes and a sore heart, I gulped, "Sean," I was trembling, feeling guilty.

Sean turned his head to the bookshelf, seconds later looking back at me. Her eyes were darker and I felt her grip on my shoulder getting stronger, "What are you doing in there, Franda?"

My body trembled violently while looking at him, I was scared and confused. The other side of me was screaming and forcing me to rebel, I was innocent. I sighed, I closed my eyes for a moment, then challenged her eyes back, "Why? What are you hiding there?" my many.

I was wrong to think Sean would soften with my protest, instead he pushed me aside, making me stagger and hitting my stomach hard at the corner of his desk. "God..." My breath choked while enduring the pain that was in my stomach.

"Go from here right now!"

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