LOVE & VENGEANCE

LOVE & VENGEANCE
The threat!



“I know you're not a fool who would just shut up and accept all this right, An?”


Anshell was quietly accompanied by a slow breath.


 “My answer, An?”


“Yes, Re. I have my own reasons.”


“Let me know what the reason is?”


“I have a debt, Retha!”


Aretha's forehead frowned. “Debt? What debt?”


It's strange that an Anshell Damarion Stone owes a debt to make a man stupid?


“An. What debt?” ask Aretha, again.


“Sorry, Doc. The others are ready and the operation will be carried out,” between the Sisters on Anshell.


“Are you not going to tell me, An?”


“What after I told you. You'll come back like you used to, love me and love me, Retha?”


Aretha stared at Anshell. The man did not give an answer but gave a question that, according to Aretha, had lost his attitude.


Anshell looked at the nurse and allowed the doctor to enter the room. Anshell gave a faint smile and whispered in Aretha's ear.


“You should come back to me, Retha.”


After Anshell took two steps back, the surgery team led by Kevin gave permission for the anesthesiologist to administer an injection of anesthetic into an infusion tube attached to Aretha's right hand.


Aretha's gaze as well as Anshell's could not be separated until within seconds, Aretha closed her eyes.


Dr. Kevin tilted the patient and prepared the surgeon to stand not far from the position of the waist to the left Aretha to donate to Anditha.


Again, again the blood that the man could always give to Aretha and sacrifice the foolish girl for the safety of her mother.


“Are you not going to join?”


Professor Heru approached Anshell who was standing beside the door. “No!”


Anshell wiped her tears, unable to see the pain of the foolish woman before Anshell left the room the man said to Professor Heru.


“Please save my wife, Prof.”


Professor Heru gave a nod and stared at Anshell's departure, the twilight man knew however Anshell harbored such a great grudge on the poor woman on the operating table. But, Heru was sure Anshell still had a soft conscience.


Professor Heru approached Kevin. “Please do your best as I have asked you,” whispered Professor Heru who was called by Kevin, understand.


Kevin smiled slightly as he looked at someone behind the curtain.


“Hopefully the operation is smooth and they are back to health,” Professor Heru continued, once again Doctor Kevin nodded that for sure.


The health of the patient is what all doctors expect.


Five hours later Anshell stood in front of the recovery room, her eyes wet and looking at Aretha who had just finished coming out of the operating room.


“You won't approach it?”


“He is still in recovery. I'll see it from here only, Prof.”


Professor Heru gave a nod of understanding. “The operation learned smoothly right, Prof? No constraints?”


The nurse gave a note of her monitoring results in the room and the twilight man read carefully.


“Operation runs smoothly and all under control. We've already removed your wife's kidney!”


Anshell turned his face and looked at the weakly lying Aretha.


“I hope after this incident you can be kind and mature to your wife.


“However, the woman you sacrificed here is your own wife. I don't want to hear a no-no about your household, Shell. Do you understand here?”


Anshell. “Learn responsible for not hurting anyone because your money will not guarantee your life will be happy if you continue to hold a grudge,” advice Professor Heru.


The twilight man closed the medical resume and gave it to his wife after giving the next step to the nurse and did not forget the special medicine for the poor woman in front of him.


“After the stable state we will move your wife to the ward.


“I hope you will intervene to accompany your wife in the healing period of the next week after surgery. Your role as a husband is of course, important here,” said Prof Heru.


Anshell nodded in understanding. “Then what about Mommyku?”


“Mommy Mu will recover as before after getting a good kidney donor.”


“Good, Prof. Thank you, please let me know when Aretha is awake. I went to the end room to see Mommy first,” pinta Anshell called by the twilight man, got it.


“Where have you been, huh?”


Anshell took a deep breath, just entered already listening to the voice of Daddy's baritone, Aaron Damarion Stone.


“You did not take any operation action but you did not join us outside waiting for your mommy operation.”


Aaron knew by the nature of his son that it was impossible to dissect his own mother's body.


Although Aaron knew that the son was in the operating room. The twilight man understood that Anshell would not be able to stay in front of Anditha for long and witnessed the operation from start to finish.


“I ngadem, Dad. In the room earlier.”


“Ck! Lied to you, Shell. You are not in your neighborhood!” Aaron's.


Of course, the existence of Anshell who was not in the operating room made Aaron immediately contact his men to find the whereabouts of his son.


“I didn't tell Daddy I was in my room. I was in another room.”


“Dad...” call Xandria slowly looking at Aaron who looks wrathful on his brother.


Aaron looked at the son with a probing look.


 “Tell your Daddy this. Where did you get a kidney donor for your Momy?”


“Who have you forced to sacrifice one part of his body for your Mommy, Shell?”


Again Anshell took a long breath and avoided the Daddy.


The man did not immediately reply but walked towards the sofa then sat casually in front of it ignoring how Aaron Stone's face looked flushed.


“Sit yuk, Dad. Not good to talk while standing,” said Anshell, his handsome face was grim at the wrong time.


“Say, Shell. Daddy doesn't need to sit opposite you.”


Anshell took a breath looking at the twilight man in front of her.


 “Daddy don't worry too much? Anshell is already big too and knows which good ones are not.”


Aaron's gnashing of teeth made Anshell sigh slowly.


“My people found people around here who are willing to donate one kidney for Mommy's recovery.


“The family is in need of a lot of money because it is in debt as well.”


“You didn't lie to Daddy, did you, Shell?”


Again Anshell let out a slow sigh, then gave her the trouser. “So Daddy doesn't believe in Daddy's own son?”


Aaron grunts softly. “No. Daddy doesn't trust you anymore after what you did to Darren Hadinata. Daddy's really disappointed in you, Shell.


“You have not only made the Hadinata family sad, but also you have made your Daddy ashamed in front of their family!”


Anshell was silent and just looking at Aaron.


“Until Daddy listens to you doing weird again that harms others—”


Aaron drew a sharp gaze filled with threats to his son.


“Daddy will not hesitate to cross the name Anshell Damarion Stone from the Stone Family list and also the Stone Company.” heritage list


Anshell's eyeballs are rounded. Aaron grunts softly.


“Not only that, Anshell Stone. Your dad can make you loose on the outside, do you want to try it first, hm?”


Anshell shook his head quickly. “Yes God, Dadd. The same time the child himself does not believe anyway!”


Aaron sharpened his gaze, the attitude of his son who was lately strange and acted until the victim, of course, Aaron could not stay silent.


“Then remember these words of your Daddy. You gotit? That murkur of an Aaron Damarion Stone would really drop your life even if you were my own son!”


Anshell swallowed deeply. When Anshell is like a demon in front of Aretha.


Then what about the Daddy who is very scary in the eyes of Anshell, every word that suppresses and also threats certainly makes Anshell ciut guts.


What's more when someone's loyal accomplice Aaron Stone arrives. Never mind, maybe silence would be better than Anshell in the end wretched himself here.


Honestly, even though Anshell is an absolute company owner without any interference from the Daddy.


However, the threat of being a badass can not be doubted by the work of the Daddy who can destroy a person's life even if it is his own child.


“Damn it! Who told my dad about the incident. Just watch if I find out who it is!” inner Anshell went into wrath.


“I'll investigate everything, Mister!”