Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

41.Red tulip from Mr. G

Isvara woke up early. In fact, from last night he could not sleep, thinking about the words of Gerald that still hung in his brain. Isvara couldn't forgive the man much less give him a second chance.

The pain will not be allowed to reoccur. It was enough for him to suffer, it was time for him to be free from the man's entrapment.

Isvara stepped up her legs, did a little stretching of the muscles of the body, her sprained legs are now better, thanks to the man.

Isvara walked out of the room, there were already servants doing their duty, but he was a little surprised by the presence of a bouquet of red tulips on the nightstand near the kitchen.

Isvara circled his gaze, everyone seemed indifferent unaware of this bouquet of flowers.

While standing not far away, there was Gerald who was glancing at Isvara with the tail of his eyes, The man seemed to take water from the drinking place to watch over Isvara.

The red tulip was of course from him. Until searching on the internet, what flowers symbolize love and choice fall on the beautiful flower. Gerald hoped Isvara would like him and take care of him, proof of his earnestness for Isvara.

In his heart he thumped, what reaction Isvara would show. Gerald unconsciously smiled at her.

Isvara took the red tulip and studied it, it turns out that there was a letter tucked there, beautiful peace, Isvara then opened it.

[This flower is proof of my seriousness to you, beautiful as the owner.

Mr.H]

Mr. G's? looks like Isvara knows who it is. Isvara turned her head, glancing towards where Gerald was, but the man threw away his face, like a person who was embarrassed, his ears reddened.

Isvara looked back at the tulip in his hand, he walked up to the trash can and threw it in, Isvara threw the flower away with her feet.She looked back at Gerald, the man showed his disappointment. But Isvara did not care, he also tore the letter like a piece and threw it into the trash.

Gerald's chest rippled with pain seeing Isvara's rejection, his heart was like broken into pieces, even though the flower he had planned in advance to give.

Gerald went to his room with a broken heart. Isvara noticed the man's steps.that was how she felt when Gerald rejected all his kindness. Now as if turning around, Gerald felt what he was feeling.

***

"Isvara nolak flowers from lo?" samuel asked as he finished telling the story.

Gerald nodded weakly, because of the sadness, his joints seemed to be dysfunctional, he just sat in the seat of his greatness.

Beyond a doubt Samuel even laughed, his laughter was so loud that it might be able to be heard to the outside of this large company building.

"Damn, why are you laughing?" Gerald poked him with a tissue box next to him.

But Samuel was getting worse. "Good, as I suspected, it's just that you're in this situation."

Gerald glared. "Lo want me to fire?!

As soon as Samuel shrieked, he made hand movements like locking his mouth, but still the hardness he could not stand.

"You've been too much" said the man.

Gerald nodded, assuring. "Gue is so bad to him."

"That's you know, not only evil lo it's too much with Isvara, pantes anyway in measleskkin it's."

Samuel stand. "Lo shadow a self-made space Gerald, the youngest CEO and ever a top model who is valued by women, rejected rawly with his own wife, can be as big as anything news." Samuel could not help his laughter.

Gerald screeched, Samuel is indeed one of the most ungodly subordinates in the universe. Fortunately temen.

"Look Ger, you'll have to take a more subtle approach, and don't make Isvara uncomfortable, that's my advice."

"It is sure that as much as a girl's heart hurts, if you can treat her like a queen, she will also melt" said Samuel.

Gerald started thinking, can he? what if I refuse again?

***

That night Gerald made a surprise for Isvara, the words of Samuel had given him an idea.For Isvara Gerald would not give up, he said, although it will be rejected many times Gerald will still try to take Isvara's trust.

"Waah very beautiful yes background, it seems young master is already really in love with young lady," said Dewi slightly whispered.

Nela nodded. "It is fortunate that Isvara was able to get this much attention from the young master."

Goddesses. "You can't call him 'Young Miss' you call Mr. Gerald's wife again."

"Alah boongan doang wife," said Nela relaxed. "Partially if it is increasingly rejected, it could be that Mr. Gerald is also far away, the selling point is expensive said Isvara."

"You envy Nel, I know how you like Mr Gerald?" fishing Goddess.

Nela looked excited. "Y-yeah who doesn't like Mr. Gerald, he's handsome, you must also like it, right?"

"I like it, but in the sense of fans, if you are Nel? I'm not sure."

Nela gave a glance. "Of the discussion even kesono-sono. I've just gone." Nela leaves the Goddess.

The goddess breathed. "You can't lie to Nel" shook his head and followed.

***

Gerald lit a candle flame with a lighter, everything was done, the surprise for his wife was already looking stunning. Just a regular dinner in the back yard of this house, which has been decorated in such a way as to look beautiful.

Gerald then looked towards the outside door, confirming the presence of the wife, sure enough, the woman he had been waiting for walked in this direction.

"You coming?" Gerald smiled.

"What's wrong? why call me here?" Isvara asked flatly.

"Surprise!" Gerald exclaimed spread out his arms, "Gorgeous dinner for you."

But Isvara was only flat-footed. "You're telling me to come out just for this?"

Gerald blinked awkwardly. "You don't like it?"

Isvara just shook her eyes not even looking at the man.

"If it's not what I'm going to do, I'd better get in."

"Wait!" Gerald exclaimed to stop Isvara's steps.

"Well, you better sit down first." Gerald took Isvara's hand and led her to the chair.

Gerald was sitting in the same chair. Then they just kept quiet together stuck awkwardly.

"Your feet .. are you better?" gerald tried to break the silence.

Isvara just nodded. Gerald was confused as to what else to say.

"Isvara, speak up if there's anything you want to talk to me about, don't just shut up" Gerald said, seeing Isvara as if he wanted to say something.

"Oh yeah, all right." Isvara handed me a love-shaped red box.

"Our wedding ring, I want to give it back to you."

Indeed at the time of marriage, they use the wedding ring to tie the relationship like other wedding ceremonies. The two have not worn it since the wedding day.

Isvara simply kept it in the box, as did Gerald who did not care about the silver ring.

Gerald's surprised. "I don't even remember we had a wedding ring." she explained.

Isvara grunting. "Of course, even this marriage doesn't mean anything to you, what do you keep it for, right?"

"It's not so," interrupted Gerald. "I left it somewhere and forgot to wear it again."

"I don't care" said Isvara.

"Ra .. Don't be like this, I know I'm wrong, but give me a chance to fix everything," asked Gerald somehow to tell Isvara how many times.

Isvara looked into the man's eyes.

"Reading the same chapter will not give a different ending" Isvara said.

"You know what I mean, giving you a chance won't change my decision to split up." Isvara looked choked, a single point of tears falling on her smooth cheeks.

"Not necessarily when I give you that chance, you will change from your haughty, arrogant, and cruel attitude."

Isvara stood up. "Tomorrow papa will come home, we will talk about divorce to him tomorrow."