Dating Contract

CHAPTER 145: GET THEM DIVORCED

Richie tore off the bread, dipped it in a bowl of soup and ate it voraciously. At 11 noon only had breakfast after a commotion with women who continued to tease him morning, noon, and night.

Richie's eyes glanced to the right, trying to recall every word the woman had intermittently called out to him. Remembering all those women's stories, about everything they've been through together.

'Why do I remember nothing? why does the woman haunt in a dream? maybe I was too stressed because he kept interrupting.' Richie's inner self while sipping warm soup.

Richie's hand touches Lala's cooking, he scoops it up to the plate, but it is undone and returned again. He felt he had to distance himself and should not trust the wife of the murderer.

Mr. Pram came in a hurry, saluted, wiped the sweat on the tip of his forehead. "Mrs Saint fainted and is being treated, sir," said Mr. Pram timidly. He remembered very well when his Master had not lost his memory, as soon as he heard Lala was sick - definitely immediately angry.

"Why are you taking care of him here, take him to the hospital. I don't want my doctors to look into it either" Richie said flatly, leaving his appetite gone.

"A far away hospital, sir. And any hospital in this town belongs to you, so it's the same. That is, Madam Saint is experiencing low blood pressure, and she is pregnant, Sir."

Richie flinched and sat up straight, he did not know with what reaction to his body. "She's gonna faint, get pregnant, or what, I don't care, okay!?"

"Maybe, sir, have to see it. I just don't want you to regret it. Didn't you keep looking for that woman from a young age, even to the point of making her in this country." Mr. Pram recounts the hard struggle that has been done by the Lord.

"Why would I do that? huh! whatever I did first. Now, I don't care. Richie who now will not submit to anyone. Understood?!"

Pak Pram moves fingers in his grip irregularly. "Good sir."

In the prison room, Richie is being accompanied by Pram. Moments of iron covering the prison on the door came down slowly, and the remaining thick glass showed Kevin sitting with irregular hair.

Richie observes people who seem foreign to him. He still can't believe the reason the man killed him just because of his wife, according to the cctv footage. "Hey, you."

"Is he okay, Richie?" kevin asked without looking still looking at his thighs.

Richie's eyebrows go up next door, "who is he? oh you mean your wife? don't talk about it, I'm sick of it. So, why did you kill me?"

Kevin was confused, he turned to the left, looking old man behind Richie was about to leave but Richie was forbidden.

"Let's answer, why?" asked Richie wanted to find out more, indeed his mood seemed to warm to see Kevin, something strange with the turmoil of his body. Though it was clearly met with the killer, should be angry, but his reaction was precisely the opposite of seeing Kevin look chaotic.

"Are you satisfied, he asked for a divorce?"asked Kevin with an expressionless face.

"Huh? you just answer my question. Don't bother. What am I satisfied for? indeed_"

"Curtain! you deserve to kill me. It turns out the man is crazy."

"Sir, you shouldn't tell me, if you've lost your memory. Kevin is also someone who has been close to you, maybe you will know your secrets with him" whispered Mr. Pram in Richie's ear.

"Curtain!" Richie doesn't blame Mr. Pram's suggestion for the truth, but it's funny to have to bow to the killer. Richie confused himself with his heart, why there was no intention to kill Kevin

"Richie set me free. I'll give you something I've never told you. I know, you won't reject it" said Kevin firmly, his eyes staring at the wall without looking at Richie.

Kevin's attitude made Richie's two eyebrows go up. 'Look at his style, shouldn't he be in jail be considerate of me right? He just looks more arrogant.'

"Your confidence is high." Richie laughing. "What do you offer. I want to know how good your secret is?"

"Richie, you've never been disappointed with my work and my smart brain, have you? So, shall I give it upon his return from the western region."

"What's? western region?" richie asked more confused what Kevin was talking about.

"Master, that's your competitor's territory. We're in the north. You never want the West. The western region, the region that is equally promising with the eastern region. You once targeted the eastern region. " Whisper the Servant's head in Richie's ear, then stood up straight again.

"Whatever you want to do. However, your woman will be a guarantee."

"Good..."Kevin replied, feeling strange about Richie's actions. However, the safest place for Lala was only in this place. He will come back to pick up Lala after bringing the son home.

Is the answer easy? didn't he kill me for his wife? now not refuse at all his wife to bail? what do I not know exactly? Inner Richie, he coded by hand telling Mr. Pram to release the strange man.

The guards release Kevin by observing Richie. The man who lost his memory observed Kevin who had difficulty standing. Arriving at the health room, Richie also observed from outside the glass scene Kevin and the woman. Richie still can't digest it all, seeing Kevin and the woman arguing and ending up with Kevin leaving the crying woman behind.

"Master?" asked Pak Pram confused to see the look on Richie's face that was wrinkled deep. "Are you okay?"

"Why is she crying?" richie asked, uncomfortable to see the woman's lips curled down, and soft, looking so ugly in Richie's eyes.

"I don't know, Sir. But from the CCTV footage they were noisy, Madam Saint asked for a divorce," said Mr. Pram, he was watching over her master who was hard to guess. Sometimes the Master looks curious, sometimes always dislikes if there is a mention of the woman, sometimes the look on the face of his master shows a deep concern. Mr. Pram scratched his head.

"Make them divorced."

"What! Mister?"