Conquering your Love

EP 40'S

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The house was crowded by the invitations so as to make Hans and Sasha out of the reading room because the invited guests had a little fuss asking the whereabouts of their hosts. When they came out, the guests were waiting in the garden, surrounding the birthday cake where Hans would have a welcome and also blow out the candles.

Hans and Sasha walked side by side towards the spacious garden, where about forty people were already waiting. There is a table decorated with ceramic plates, crystal glasses, punch, coffee, cakes and other foods.

Joy Callista was there, waiting for Hans to be the queen of the house. Even though it was a birthday event, Joy did not seem to dress up just the way she dressed. The woman wore a shiny gold dress attached to her body, displaying a sexy and glamorous impression like she was at the official Gala Dinner. But Hans seems to be ignoring Joy at all.

Hans's sense of loss will be absent from Lana, making her feel fed up to the bottom of her heart. He never wanted Lana to listen to such a horrible rude speech. He reacts to his lost self-control with Lana, not Lana's hesitant desire. Now he understood why Lana was so reluctant to be around him these days. It's ironic that Hans finds himself thinking about Lana all the time and she keeps her distance as if Hans was a bad guy when they were alone.

If only he could turn back time, fix everything. Lana is so sweet, gentle and loving. Lana, who once loved him, followed him wherever he went, had heard him tell Sasha that Lana had disgusted him....!

"I deserve to die" Hans exasperated. "Want to die!"

"Don't. Today is your birthday. Please. They all came to congratulate you." said Sasha.

Hans said nothing more. He simply walked back to the park and let the congratulations flood him. But he doesn't feel happy. He felt as if his heart had withered and died within his chest.

That night, she sneaks into her study while Joy is chatting with Sasha. Hans called Lana. He had already decapitated two malt whiskeys without water in a row, and was not fully conscious. It takes as many drinks as possible to suppress the piercing pain.

"You didn't come" Hans said as soon as Lana picked up the phone.

Lana doesn't expect Hans to know about his absence. Lana swallowed with great difficulty.

"The invitation was just a charade. You weren't expecting my arrival." Lana said in a raucous tone.

Silence momentarily shrieked.

"Are you going with Ryan? Is that why you didn't come?" asked Hans sarcastically.

"No. I won't waste a minute of my life trying to fit in to be accepted among your great company." murmured Lana.

"The cheating wives, the insensitive husbands, the friends trying to be accepted among the elite.it was not at all my idea of a party!" added Lana with a fiery.

Hans leaned back in his chair. "You may not believe it, but it's not for me either. I prefer to eat fried chicken with you or with my close friends. But after knowing Joy, Sasha always makes parties like this." Hans said flatly.

"That's not Joy's style." Lana said. Hearing Hans' words made Lana startled but the girl did not completely believe it.

Hans laughed coldly. "It would instantly be his style if he thought it would make me propose to him. I'm very rich. Don't you know that yet?"

"It's hard to miss not knowing you're rich." said Lana.

"Joy likes to live in a mess. He wants to be flooded with diamonds and invited to the most expensive places five nights a week. Six nights on vacation."

"Wow. I'm sure she must really want you." said Lana in a satirical tone.

"What about you?" ask Hans.

"I'm folding clothes, Hans. Is there anything else?" lana added in an official tone, trying to get the man to cut off the phone. This conversation is getting more painful.

"I never knew you heard me say on the night of Lana's last party. I'm so sorry, more than I can say. You don't know what my mom's like to throw a party. He drinks incessantly." said Hans in a deep and raucous tone implying pain.

"I drank a little champagne. I had never drank alcohol before, so it made me act a bit out of bounds. I'm very sorry about it too."

Pause for a moment until Hans says "I like it."

Now Lana can't even say. He glared at his phone, waiting for the man to say something.

"Speak to me!" furious Hans.

"What do you want me to say? Youre right. I'm not suited to get along with you. Never fits. You said I was just a bully and you were..."

"Lana!" His name sounded as if it had been forcibly snatched from Hans' throat. "Lana, no! I never really meant what I said. You've never been a bully!"

"It's too late. I'll never come back to the estate, Hans. Not for you or even for Sasha. I will live my own life, find my own way in this world." said Lana with a heavy heart.

"By getting rid of us?" ask Hans.

"I think so." Lana sighs.

"But not until I unpack the case. Aren't you?" hans added after a while.

Lana wanted to argue but the shadow of the face of the children in the photo that Hans had shown her constantly begging her. "Not until then" said Lana.

There was a rough sound, as if Hans had held his breath from earlier and suddenly exhaled. "All right."

"Hans, where are you?!" It was Joy's voice, heard out loud.

"In a moment, Joy. I'm on the phone."

"We'll open the prize. Come on!"

Lana heard the voice Hans made and she laughed despite trying hard to hold back. "I thought today was your birthday." she thought.

"It was originally so, but my best gift was in the capital folding clothes." Hans said with fury.

Lana's heart seemed to jump. He had to fight not to react. "I'm nobody's gift, Hans. Now I really need to hang up. Happy birthday." said Lana while hanging up the phone before Hans could answer her.

Hans let out a rough sigh as he tried to call Lana again but found it unable to connect. Hans looks at his desk, he sees a picture of himself and Sasha. Sasha is only a member of his family. He was thirty-four years old. Two of his colleagues already had families and had even recently had a baby. When she visited her partner's house, many family photos were plastered on the wall, but her desk was instead emblazoned with a picture of Joy in a party dress.

"Hans are you going to get out of there?" joy's voice rang behind the door of the room.

"Shut up!" hans suddenly raged, and then there was the sound of a heavy object hitting the wall. It turns out Hans just threw a picture frame of Joy against the wall until it fell apart.

Hans just looked at the thing with a blank look. His life seemed as if it had just shifted ten degrees and he did not know why At least, not at this moment.

Hans called Ian quickly to get the car ready. He will return to the capital at this time as well. Hans no longer cared about the guests, Sasha or Joy. He just wants to get out of here.

Hans downed another alcoholic drink that caused the impact on his head to become more severe. He staggered out to the door of his house. Until finally he has found Mr. Ian who has opened the car door for him. Hans came in and sat in the back.

"To Lana's apartment, sir." Hans orders Mr. Ian to get behind the wheel. Quickly, the car rolled back towards the road.