In Another Life Secret's

Section 36

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Five hours ago, the owner of a suburban store complained about staring at one customer an hour ago and roared indistinctly. The man in the blue shirt wrapped in his black suit had a shabby, tired face and swollen eye bags.

The man continued to sit there and even drank an alcoholic drink in his hand. This was the fifth glass he had finished. After that, both his hands extended on the tables his head leaning on the shop's support pole. It was unclear and occasionally he muttered to mention someone's name.

"Am I the most evil father in the world. She's my daughter, but why am I so willing to hit her with this hand." she said, looking up at the headlight.

"This hand shouldn't hit him. Damn it feels. I don't deserve to be called father by that boy anymore."

"Gram!!"

The glass he held hard hit the floor-the shop owner began to grow furious to see it. Although this man before him often paid more but he should not have smashed his precious glasses.

If this continues to be the same as his coffee shop will spend a lot more funds to buy glasses at his store.

"How's this? Just take him. He's going to make my shop go unnoticed" the shopkeeper told a loyal customer not far from where the man was.

How he drove the man away, had been repeatedly persuaded to leave his place, but it was useless. Not brave, but he just did not want to make trouble especially he also did not want to spend his time serving men like that.

"You can go home now, Ryan. You're already drunk. Isn't your daughter alone at home. You can't see it."

"You shouldn't be in a place like this - spend a lot of your time outside while you still have a daughter at home."

"My daughter? That fucking kid? Ah, you're absolutely right," he said, looking up at the man who had just spoken to him.

"You know, that son of a bitch shouldn't be in this world. It's good that he just disappeared like my money" the man laughed.

That's Ryan, Anna's father. The man came here to calm his mind because hundreds of millions of his money had already been cheated by his own clients.

His stupidity made him almost bankrupt in the blink of an eye. Lucky his assistant can be relied upon until the problem that was last noon he can handle.

"Life is sad when we live with useless people."

"You know what, Sovian. My daughter at home—he was the one who caused my wife to die. It is not appropriate for such a child to exist in this world. If you want, come to my house and take that son of a bitch away from my side. He was of no use at all," he said making the man stiffen to hear it.

"You shouldn't say it was Ryan! You should be lucky to have a child like her. He loves you but you never realize it. In your heart there is only hatred with your own child!"

"You lectured me, Sovian?! It's too bad you said that to your friend!"

"I'm not sassy, Ryan, but look at the situation around you. Open your eyes wide. A lot of people want kids, but you hurt your own son!"

"Be quiet or your mouth I'll burn with this cigarette." Ryan raised his gaze even though the blind eyes narrowed slightly at him.

"As far as you are. We're not two years friends anymore. Don't let you regret this stupid act of yours..." Sovian tidied up the scattered glass fragments on the floor.

The owner of the shop took a deep breath. He looked at the man across the table. Eyes closed. His mouth always uttered harsh words. He swore repeatedly. He patted Ryan's shoulder.

"You go home! I'm gonna close this shop. All the customers have run away because of you. Go there," drive the tavern owner to Ryan who's bowing his head on the table.

Ryan who was half conscious heard her glance with sharpened eyes. He got up from his seat while he was grieving. The man walked with a stagger. It turns out he was drunk. His legs walked up with a stick. His eyes kept on grinding. His lips were murmuring indistinctly. Then followed by laughter.

Ryan who did not pay attention to the road until a motor grazed his body until it fell. The owner of the motor stopped and approached the victim. "Are you okay?" tanyanya tried to help Ryan stand up.

"You're! You don't have eyes, huh?!" he patted the man's arm. Ryan looked up a little at the young man beside him.

"It turns out you're still a young man, but just driving you're not very good. I'll report you to the police station. You!!"

"Yes, I'm sorry. I wasn't focused, sir. So please forgive me." The man who accidentally smashed Anna's father's body was Sean.

The guy just came out of the house to get some fresh air. Unfortunately it was not the fresh air that made him feel peaceful but rather the feeling of regret for bumping into someone.

"Sorry, sorry! Why everyone makes mistakes is apologizing. You're just like my daughter. Unbecoming and useless. Always making shit!!"

Ryan faintly looked at the man with sharpened eyes and his crazy smile. "Sana, move! You brat!"

Ryan pushed Sean's body to the side making the guy shift with a bead of eyes that looked at the man trying to get up and walk with a stagger.

"He drunk?" muttered Sean. His eyes were still watching the man walk into a black car across the street.

"It could be driving alone drunk. I had to drive him home" said Sean swinging his legs.

"Wait a minute. As my apology, let me take you home. It is not good to drive drunk. You could be in an accident."

"What are you, huh?! Not necessary! Go there, study well. Don't like running around!!" Ryan shook Sean's hand and walked back toward the car - when his hand grabbed the car door all of a sudden. 

The man collapsed on the ground, causing Sean to come closer and help him. Almost hit the ground with his head if Sean didn't move fast. Sean looked around. The streets in this location always look quiet. He couldn't have just left the man by the side of the road. Immediately, he carried the middle-aged man in the car. He put it in the back seat.

Not wanting to be malicious, the young man reached into the old man's suit pocket, finding a car key and a mobile phone. He turned on the phone and was surprised to find the wallpaper was a girl who looked smiling at the camera.

The straight-haired girl was jet-black and shoulder-length, eyes round, lips lithe red, wearing a school uniform and her face radiantly sitting on a soft chair while smiling sweetly staring at a camera.

"Anna? so ... So he's a bokap lo?" said Sean glanced at Ryan half asleep in the seat next to him.

Sean was indeed fiddling with the man's phone, but his hand could not help but stare at just one photo that became the wallpaper of the phone. Suddenly his bead caught a file that was curious enough to open.

After he presses the file, a fact he just knew makes Sean shocked and immediately turn off the phone in his hand. He put her back on the man's nail and went out to take the man to his home address. While driving Sean could not pay attention to the facts he saw just now.

"So all this time what they've been saying about you is true? You're not Om Ryan and Aunt Naura's son?"

- to be continued -