Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter 43: Keep your filthy hands from my wife

Gerald follows Mahesa's car to a standstill in a courtyard of a luxury building. Gerald pulled the car a little far away so they wouldn't suspect anything.

Mahesa goes down first, Gerald notices, then the man opens the car door for Isvara to get out. Both of them make eye contact and smile. It made Gerald's blood boil again.

Gerald took a deep breath trying to be patient. But the fact that the man couldn't, anger was like rising into a crown and ready to blow his head off.

Is this a feeling of jealousy? It felt really painful, even when dating Laura she never felt this way.

Gerald limped and crept a little so as not to be caught by them. Especially if caught by Mahesa he followed them, he could lose his pride in front of his rival.

"Gss ... Where are you going, sir?" A security guard stopped his steps as he was about to enter the building.

Gerald was dumbstruck, his wife and the breng*sek man had gone in there. Why is he even in the barge?

"If you're a guest too, give proof of the invitation?"

Huh huh? Gerald parroted long. Invitation card? Even she doesn't know whose engagement party it is and doesn't even care.

"Let me in," she's tight.

"Can't sir, crime can happen anywhere, I have to ensure your safety, if you have a problem you have to leave here?!"

Gerald. "Hey, don't you know who I am?!"

"Who are you?" Ask security with review.

Huh huh? He could hardly believe it, in this century no one knew about him? Absolutely outrageous.

"I'm a self-described celestial Gerald, the most handsome man of the magazine version this year, a famous model with a myriad of achievements, you know the gala meet event? Who is the world's top artist? I've been there before" said Gerald with his arrogance.

But not according to the reaction he expected security will be hyperbole, instead looking at him lazily.

"If you don't have an invitation, you can't go in" he said, expelling Gerald.

"No, wait, wait let me in! My wife is inside!"

"What's her name? Let me call."

No. gabe. If he mentioned Isvara's name, surely he would be found to have been stalking them, where would he put his face? Gerald's face buckled in. This security was really troublesome.

"All right." Gerald opened his suit to pick something up there. A credit card, Gerald pointed out arrogantly.

"This is the golden card, only the kings of the top businessmen have cards like this, I'll give it to you if I can enter."

Those security eyes immediately shone as bright as the moon tonight. All humans are the same, two eyes.

"Can this card make you money?"

"Of course, not even limited to a year, you can have it, like a magic lamp he can grant whatever you want" Gerald said.

"Alright, you can enter the esteemed Mr. Gerald!" Security was spoken aloud by bending 180 degrees.

Gerald smiled obliquely, throwing the golden card at the security. The security caught him with a single catch.

Gerald became high as above the clouds, surprisingly, the security immediately turned respect to him with only on the bribe of the card.

For her sake, Gerald can do anything.

***

Inside Gerald turned back seriously, his eyes already wandering around looking all over where Mahesa and his wife were. This engagement party is quite rame, it should not be too flashy so as not to be caught.

While Isvara and Mahesa were walking towards the place where two pairs of humans would tie the sacred promise of engagement, Mahesa turned to Isvara.

"That's my ex." the man pointed with the direction of his eyes, a beautiful woman in a luxurious dark blue dress that perfectly matched her milky white skin.

The woman looked so beautiful and graceful that even Isvara was quite fascinated at a glance, then looked at Mahesa who just looked blankly, it was fitting that Mahesa could not forget it just like that, they must have good memories during the courtship.

This time Mahesa stared at Isvara's clear black eyeballs. "Are you going to accompany me?"

Isvara nodded. "Of course, I'm your pretend boyfriend, right?"

This time Mahesa tried to force a smile. Just pretending, huh? he hopes for more than that.

"Then it's okay." Mahesh took Isvara's hand and carried her into her coiled arms.

"Let's congratulate them on their engagement" Mahesa said. Isvara nodded, trying to neutralize the heartbeat.

It's okay, it's just pretend.

"Damn, why should they join hands!" hiss Gerald was peeking behind the bodies of the guests. It's like a spy stalking the movements of his prey.

Mahesa and Isvara walk towards the couple, the woman who became the former Mahesa stunned when she learned of their presence.

"Hi ... " Mahesa waved her hand.

"M-mahesa, are you coming?" the long-spirited woman was misbehaved, her future husband also looked awkward.

How not do they betray Mahesa, when the man has started to get serious with the woman. Even Mahesa herself who caught wet they were both making friendly outings behind her. But that was before, Mahesa had already forgotten the pain.

"Known, Isvara." Mahesh introduced. Isvara slightly bowed, extending her hand.

The woman received her handshake. "Giselle, Mahesa's ex. you .. Mahesa's girlfriend?"

Eh? what should he answer? Isvara looked at Mahesa, The man just nodded calmly. Then Isvara just nodded at Giselle, without answering her.

Giselle. "I didn't think Mahesa would forget me so quickly, but she loved me so much." Giselle stared fixedly at Isvara.

"That was." Mahesa answered coldly. "Don't compare with now."

Giselle's getting the wrong way. "Oh yeah, meet my future husband, Frans."

The tall man with thin fur greeted the two, but his gaze never escaped from Isvara.

"Frans, Giselle's fiancee. Oh yes, Mahesa long time no see." the man hugged Mahesa half body, shaking hands in a manly manner.

Giselle pulls Mahesa's arm, spontaneously following Giselle's steps. "Why did you pull me?" Mahesa threw Giselle's hand not wanting to be touched. The distance between the two was quite far from them.

"Is that woman really your boyfriend? I don't believe this? you forgot me so fast?"

"She's my girlfriend or not, it's none of your business" Mahesa said.

Giselle laughed. "You came with that woman just to heat me up, right, where maybe you could move on that fast from me."

"Don't be arrogant, you're not the only beautiful woman in the world until I find it hard to forget you." Mahesa tried to wake him up. The arrogant and arrogant nature of Giselle is what makes their relationship run aground first.

While Isvara was adjacent to Frans a little awkward, the man was constantly staring at her with a difficult gaze.

Frans walked closer.The girl Mahesa brought was more beautiful than Giselle.Where did the man find beautiful women like this?

Frans so thought of an evil plan in his brain, what if he framed him and this woman into his own, just like he did to Giselle while with Mahesa first?

If she could get this girl, she would leave Giselle for her.

"Huuuu .. see that he has a solid and full body," Frans murmured, his dirty brain could not be conditioned now.

"Hi, beautiful girl." she was about to touch Isvara, but there was someone's hand holding her.

Everyone was surprised, reflexes turned. There is Gerald who is now blocking Isvara's tiny body from getting away from the man. Gerald was really protecting Isvara.

"So your filthy hands are from my wife!" Gerald said with a cold tone and a sharp look.