Hello, My Antagonist Wife

Hello, My Antagonist Wife
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Jordan eagerly waits for Gaby and her daughter to come home. He was not even ceaselessly smiling at how happy he was to see the face of his wife who had not met for years. Plus, in a moment he would meet in person and this was the first time for him to see his daughter's face. Somehow describe the happiness that Jordan now feels. He was not even tired of pacing back and forth while wailing who knows his wife and child have gone home.


While waiting, Ron who could not be distracted from the faces of the two twins was now increasingly unable to resist asking. At first he thought, the resemblance of their faces was just a glance. But strangely, the more noticed, their faces actually more similar to the face of someone he knows even though their relationship is not good.


" Where is your dad, by the way? " Task Ron as gently as possible out of fear that they will react less pleasantly.


" We don't have a Dad. " Answer Deon.


Jordan is now distracted and stares at the pair of twins.


" No Dad? " Task Ron confused. And Jordan as well.


" So you're just staying with your mother? " Task Ron again who grew bolder when he realized that the twins did not mind such a question.


" yes. " Answer Leon.


" Sir, I'm not sure if this is right or wrong, but I'm curious about this. " Ron looked at Jordan as if asking for his opinion.


Jordan seemed to think for a moment about whether this action was right or not. But he himself was also curious whether his conjecture was true or just similar.


" Just do it if they allow it. But my advice, you better tell me the truth. They are almost teenagers anyway. They deserve to know. But do not be allowed to have great expectations. "


Ron nodded and refocused on the pair of boys who had handsome faces. Ron really did not expect to find twins with a physical so charming. Moreover, his blonde hair always reminded him of someone he knew.


" Look, kids, uncle suspects someone is your father. "


" really? " Ask those who are now starting to look enthusiastic.


" It's just suspicion. But you want to help uncle to find the truth? "


" Want! " Reply answer them with spirit.


" Alright, uncle just needs a few strands of your hair. What can? "


" Hair? why uncle's hair? "


Ron smiled and tried to be even more patient in order to explain everything well.


" Thus, children. If you give me your hair, uncle will match it with your father's hair or blood. Hows it? "


" We don't understand, uncle. "


Ron let out a rough sigh of laziness in explaining things like this to the children. But understandably, they live on the coast and only have one neighbor. Certainly their way of thinking is not as broad as most children who live in the middle of the city with complete facilities.


Although still not understood, Leon and Delon decided to follow the style said by Ron. Somehow they were also so sure of Ron who looked good and did not seem to be doing anything to them. After plucking out a few strands of their hair, with their innocent faces handed their hair over to Ron. Ron happily accepted the hair and kept it in his pants pocket after being wrapped in a handkerchief that was always in his pocket.


The sky started to darken, the pounding sea breeze brought about a chill that started to seep into their skin. Actually Leon and Deon have invited them in, but for fear of not seeing Gaby, Jordan firmly refuses and prefers to stay on the terrace of their house is so minimalist. Ron who could not bear to see Jordan also accompanied him there. Well, even though he's actually so cold.


" Why haven't they come home yet? is it okay for women to walk at this hour? the road to the coast is very rarely people pass. "


Jordan is getting restless waiting for Gaby who is out of nowhere and has not yet returned home.


" Uncle, just go in. When my mother comes home, my aunt will be home too. After all, they are used to going home at night when shopping for kitchen needs. There'll be Samuel's uncle driving them home. "


Jordan and Ron compactly frowned at Leon who said so.


" Samuel's? who is Samuel? " Tanya Jordan.


" Uncle Samuel is the owner of one of the downtown food stalls. Usually my mom and Aunt would go home with Uncle Samuel. Uncle Samuel's house is on the other end. " Sign Leon who doesn't know what's there. In addition to illumination, there are also many trees that block visibility.


I hope that Samuel has no intention of my wife.


Time indicates twenty hours of country A. Jordan is still faithfully awaiting the arrival of Gaby and her daughter. Until faintly heard the sound of a car that seemed to stop on the main road. Jordan got up to see who got out of the car.


Two women and one little girl were in a man's arms. Although the lighting is limited, but from the shape of the body he can be sure if it is Gaby. The woman he had longed for. But as his eyes looked towards a man, his heart began to murmur in annoyance. How not? the man was holding a daughter who he believed was his daughter with Gaby.


Not Jordan! don't do anything crazy anymore. Had enough. No more violence in front of your wife and remind her of all her past wounds.


Jordan is still in his place and waiting for Gaby to go to his house, then he will catch up with her. After Samuel handed Ele over to Gaby, she returned to the car to go to her house. Gaby, Rose and Ele also walked together towards their respective homes.


" Who is that? " Tanya Rose who certainly could clearly see a man standing on the porch of her house. Unfortunately, the limited illumination made them unable to clearly see the face of the man.


" Maybe, he's your man. " Said Gaby smiling wryly.


" It's impossible. He won't be able to see me. Even if he comes, I will drive him away no matter how much he comes. "


Gaby looked at Rose who looked so vengeful with her father Leon and Deon.


He saw the man moving and walking towards them. Both Rose and Gaby could only stare at the huge tall body getting closer to them. Until it was right in front of them and a little clear to see the face of the man.


" Gee? "


TB