Father of My Son

Father of My Son
We Talk With Calm Conditions



Aric let go of his embrace and the wife, gently she gently guided Lily's hand. Directed the woman to sit on the oversized chair that was there.


"It's all yours, honey. I told you, I'll avenge every insult you've ever received." Aric turned the chair Lily was sitting on.


The man ducked down, with both hands holding on to either side of the chair. Lily stared fixedly at her husband's face, with teary eyes. He never thought Aric would go this far, for the promise he made.


"Why are you looking at me like that, honey? Is it getting in love with me?" ask Aric confidently.


"Yes, I love you so much."


Cup


Lily put their lips together. Aric is quite surprised by the kiss Lily gives, he lets Lily lead the unification of their lips.


"Eff..." Impatiently, Aric slightly pushed his body, kissing Lily deeper.******* those ripe lips violently and vigorously.


Who told Lily to tease him, just one makeup, Aric's manhood has thrashed. Lily's like the opium that always makes her want to. Lily poked her hands around Aric's neck, Aric removed their lips. He lifted Lily's body, then changed to sit in a chair, while the wife he held a seat on his lap.


Lily smiled, the lips of both of them re-linking, getting deeper and hotter. The sound of chattering began to fill the room, Aric's tongue infiltrated every inch that was in the sweet mouth. The sound of knocking on the door from the outside, making Lily aware of where they were, she pushed Aric's body away.


"Ck, always have been," complained Aric annoyed.


"We continue at home" Lily said calmly.


Aric could only sigh, yes there was something more important, that he should do now.


Hc ..tok ..


"Come in" said Aric flatly.


Slowly the door opened, the Judge entered with Thunder and his wife following behind. Ana stares dislikefully at Lily who is sitting spoiled in Aric's lap, while her husband, Thunder. The man looked down, between shame and regret.


"Is it comfortable sitting like this, dear?" aric asked his wife.


"I want to sit on the chair alone," replied the spoiled Lily.


Aric helps his wife to stand up, and then lets Lily sit on the chair after she gets up.


"Guntur Wiguna and Lady Ana, do you know why I want to meet you today?" asked Aric suddenly.


Thunder slightly raised his face, staring at Aric's face who was looking at him sharply.


"I'm sorry I don't know, Master," replied Thunder with a slight stutter, the temperature in the room felt so cold to Thunder.


The sound of Aric's shoes clashing against the marble floor, was clearly approaching Thunder. The man walked around, then stopped right behind Thunder.


"You must know very well the beautiful woman sitting there" said Aric.


Thunder raised his head, staring straight ahead. Lily and Father's eyes met for a moment, before the pregnant woman turned her face away. The Heart of Thunder was like a knife, so much as Lily hated herself. He also returned down.


"She's my daughter, Lily," Thunder replied softly.


"Daughter?"


Aric frowned, his laughter instantly breaking upon hearing Thunder's reply.


The old eyes of Thunder glazed over. Ana looked down, not out of shame. But he was more afraid of what the man would do to them.


No, Ana can't just shut up. He should be able to do something.


"That's over, sir, anyway we kicked her out because she's not a good woman. We tried hard to raise her, but she instead tarnished the good name of the Wiguna family, by pregnant without a man is not clear," said Ana defended herself.


Lily who was listening to it, looked down. The wound in Lily's heart was again painful. Aric who saw the change of face in his wife felt dislike.


"Do you think your other daughter is more honorable than my wife?" Aric walked forward, he stood right in front of his foster-in-law.


"Of course," Ana replied with a puff of her chest, proud.


Aric raised one eyebrow, he felt astonished by the middle-aged woman. How could he be proud of his daughter's behavior? Or maybe he doesn't know, what Cindy's been doing all this time.


"You believe so much in your daughter?" ask Aric to make sure.


"Yes, I educated him very well. She is also a descendant of Wiguna, surely she is a very competent girl in any case. Unlike the female, it was not clear that her seedlings, although being cared for in the palace would not change it for the better," Ana sneered after Lily.


"Mom, watch what you say!" snapped Thunder.


"What! what I'm saying is true, Cindy's our son. Obviously the seedlings, if he-."


Plaques


A slap landed on Ana's cheek, hard enough for the woman to get it. Thunder immediately held the wife's blushing cheeks.


"Aric!" peekik Lily was surprised. He did not expect Aric would do that to his adoptive mother.


"So your mouth! do you think your son is a good woman, Heh! He is only a J*lang who is ready to open the cell***anytime!"


"No, my son is not like that Sir," the Thunder objected quickly.


"Don't be too sure. Magistrate!" Aric extended his hand to the assistant.


"It's Mr." The judge gave Aric a thick brown envelope.


Aric took out the contents of the envelope, then threw it towards Thunder. The photo sheet scattered on the floor, Thunder Eyes widened when they saw the photos on the floor.


"No! It must be an editan, this whole thing is a lie!" ana shouted after seeing the photo of Cindy scattered on the floor.


Vulgar photos of Cindy with some men who were aged, the photo was printed from the camera shots at the hotel, club and some taken directly by Aric's man.


"Sir, what exactly did you mean to call us here?" asked Thunder weakly.


His old feet felt langlai. The middle-aged man was sitting on the floor, he was so shocked to see all the photos.


"I just wanted to give you a chance to work for this company, on the condition that you apologize to Lily. My wife, she's the rightful owner of Wiguna!" Aric.


"And I want to make it clear that this company is not enough to cover all your debts, so ... I'll take some of your assets," Aric said with great emphasis.


Lily looked pityfully at her father, the man looked extremely pitiful. Sitting on the floor with a sad look, the woman looked down with tears that stopped flowing.