
Voren out of his father's study. His gontanya steps along and in rhythm with his breathing. Many times the man exhaled heavily.
Yes, at this time Voren is feeling as if his pride is no longer worth it. He felt like he had completely lost his pride. Everyone must be laughing at him. Laughing at her who is really not good at living life. Failure for failure must be felt.
Starting from the failure of his love for Soraya. Fifteen years on, the man keeps his heart, mind, and feelings for the first love he could never have.
The next failure is the failure to live a married life. Marriage that he never wanted but still had to be lived by force in order to maintain his good name. After deciding to divorce his wife, Voren not feel calm but instead feel his world turned upside down due to his wife. The wife who now even makes him experience the next failure especially in the eyes of his father who thinks that Voren really sucks.
"Master," said Doni to disperse Voren's daydreams.
"Doni, where's my wife?" ask Voren.
"I saw Miss Velan go to the balcony with Mrs Vega" replied Doni.
Voren rushed towards the balcony. Somehow he felt he had to make calculations with his wife. Voren's steps stopped in the doorway to the balcony when he saw Velan talking to Daren.
"My wife!" Voren immediately pulled Velan's hand.
"W-what are you doing?!" Velan gasped in shock and tried to shake Voren's hand.
"Your business talks must end now! Let's go!" exchange Voren while commenting on the cynical smile towards Daren.
Voren immediately pulled Velan's hand and dragged Velan away from Daren. As soon as he crossed paths with Doni, Voren immediately extended his hand.
"Doni, my car keys," said Voren.
"Voren, let go of my hand!" enraged Velan felt his arm start to hurt due to the grip of Voren's hand.
"U-for what, sir?" ask Doni stammer.
"I'm going to take my wife out for a little while because there's so much we need to talk about" Voren replied.
Doni is reluctant to hand over the keys to Mr. Voren. Considering the guy wasn't a ghostly driver.
"Ck, Doni," Voren chuckled in annoyance.
"Alright," Doni handed the man's car keys with a heavy heart.
"Thank you, Doni," said Voren.
"Voren! Release my hand!" Velan again tried to release the grip of Voren's hand.
But Voren really did not bother Velan, he still stepped quickly to his car. He opened the door for Velan and slightly forced her to sit in the front seat.
"My wife, put on your seat belt" Voren said.
"No!" Reject Velan firmly.
"Well, I'll put it up for you" said Voren.
Clik..
As soon as Velan's seat belt was attached, Voren immediately stepped on the gas pedal which made his luxury car slide away from his family's main residence.
Daren who was on the balcony watched all of that in silence.
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Velan held onto whatever he could hold as the car driven by Voren sped so fiercely through the darkness of the night. Velan even looked up at the needle of a spidometer that moved down to the right. In addition, the rain that began to fall made the atmosphere more tense.
"My wife! Why would you lie by saying that you and Daren are just business partners? Aren't you two lovers who love each other?" ask Voren.
"Why don't you answer, my wife?" ask Voren again.
"Voren Lazaro! Do you feel like you're currently competing on the F1 circuit?!" velan.
"Oh, are you scared?" voren asked in a mocking tone.
"I'm nauseous, stupid! You drive like an angkot driver!" yell Velan.
"Haha! There is a yes, an angkot driver who is so fancy as me?!" Voren laughed with his terrible-sounding laughter in Velan's ears.
Velan went back into silence, he really felt nauseous, and his stomach was so cramped that it was tense.
"My wife, is it a necessity to expose our domestic problems in front of my family to protect Daren?" ask Voren.
Velan still did not reply, making Voren really feel annoyed. The man increased the speed of his car. The car driven by Voren has even started to enter the hills so quiet.
"Voren Lazaro! Stop that!" Velan half shouted.
"Take care of me, my wife!" voren said casually.
"I'm telling you the truth!" velan.
"What exactly?! You should have confessed that you were Daren's lover! Not even opening up our divorce! Didn't I tell you that I've dropped our divorce lawsuit?!"
"I'm just being honest! Why cover up the real reality?! We're getting a divorce and you're getting married to Soraya! Me and Daren are just business partners!" velan said with a trembling voice.
"My wife! Stop all your bullshit about my marriage to Soraya! I'm really sick of hearing it!" Voren.
"The one who should be fed up with your attitude is me! Do you think that by annulling our divorce, then I should accept to be combined when you marry Soraya?! You better divorce me than I should be combined!" yell Velan.
Voren stepped on the brake pedal deeply, Velan crashing back into the chair. Fortunately, the seat belt that wrapped around Velan's body was attached tightly, otherwise Velan's body would have hit the windshield like in action films.
Velan still felt his heart pounding so hard. The tension almost killed him.
"How many times have I told you that I'm sick of hearing your nonsense about Soraya, my wife!" voren said with both hands resting on the steering wheel.
Velan's body trembled violently, anger and fear were stirring in his blood. Tears began to pool in her eyes.
"Voren Lazaro, stop calling me my wife! I'm sick of hearing it!" furious Velan.
"Why should I stop calling you my wife while you are my wife?!" voren said while commenting on the cynical smile.
"You never even thought of me as a wife! I'm just the one who just happened to be chosen to marry you without ever living a married life! It's ironic and very sad!" velan shouted out his emotions.
Voren threw a sharp glare towards Velan.
"Alright, then, let's actually have this wedding!" Voren.
Velan threw his gaze out the window, cursing inwardly, how petty the man who was currently staring at him sharply.
"Are you really serious about building a harem? Do you really want to see me suffer on top of your happiness with Soraya?!" velan shouted with his crying that started to break.
Velan's chest felt so tight as all the events spun quickly in Velan's mind. Events that are so painful and should not be remembered again.
Voren was restoring his hair, at this moment he really felt a dilemma. He did not understand what feeling he was currently feeling. A sense he could not understand that suddenly came filling his hollow and wounded heart.
"My wife, let's start our marriage all over again, I'll make you happy!"
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