Marriage With A Narcissistic Man

Chapter 42: Saeson 2: Surprise

 A few hours later, they both arrived home. "Next time to the airport, wait for Arya!" said Vendrik out of the steering car. 

"How about Arya sir, Pah! My question is why not answer!" cetus Ayaan, following his papa. 

"Make it papa answered, anyways papa does not have time to find a new mama for you," ledek Vendrik on the son only wayangnya it. 

Hearing his father's words certainly made the young man feel relieved. The advancing footsteps returned, a meter from where his son was standing. 

"You're truant!" asked Vendrik to look at his son. 

Ayaan with a smile spread her legs away from her papa. "Hey Ayaan, can't do that dong, you can't skip, then how papa company!" vendrik shouted at his son's back. 

"Papa's company would be okay without an heir!" bales was his son who had been away. 

"Based on this kid, how many times has he been like this!" gerutu Vendrik stared at the visual of his wife who was on the nightstand. 

Tok.

The sound of knocking the door open, until the servants rushed to open it, Vendrik sat with his hands on his forehead, he spread his body on the soft sofa, staring at the ceiling of the living room. 

"Sir, is Ayaan home yet?" the young man approached Vendrik. 

"Yes he's upstairs, what was Ayaan doing?" ask Vendrik curious about his adopted son. 

"No Sir!" kiano replied awkwardly. 

"Yes already, I'm going to the room first!" vendrik got up from the sofa. 

Since the death of Aruhi Vendrik felt his world was destroyed, but his only son was a light that made his darkness slowly shine. The sound of the ringing of the mobile phone made his steps stop when he climbed the stairs.

"Sir, I have some good news, Nathan William is alive!" the assistant said intensely. 

"What! Damn it, it turns out that he is still alive after destroying my family?!" as Nathan said, the fatigue that emanated now ignited emotions. 

"Find out where the man lives!" vendrkk's orders were clutching his phone roughly. 

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Aruhi Pov. 

  The beach is so beautiful, it feels empty. I've been married for ten years, but why can't my heart accept the man who's now my husband? Every time I stepped on the white sand barefoot, it slowly reminded me of someone who was vague in his face. 

"Mrs! There's happy news for you!" call the maid to come to me. 

"What's Sherlyn?" manya curious. 

"The painting you created, will be re-exhibited in the famous art galleries throughout Asia!" sherlyn was enthusiastic about me. 

"What! Really true?" I said surprised happy. My happy hug goes to my maid. For some reason when I heard the words Asia my heart felt like it was shaking violently, as if there would be something waiting for me.

Ten years ago I lived in Rome, my face was still Asian even though I lived for a few years. I don't even remember who my mother was, which only I know my name is Gisella Trovela. French woman born in Asia. My husband is Nathan Willem, my relationship with him is not as reported in Rome.

With a happy face I began to hum, remembering that the paintings made would be known throughout Asia. I hurried to tell my husband this happy news, but he first gave me an unexpected surprise. Upon entering the main room, I was surprised by an indecent appearance from my husband.

"Nathan …! What are you doing with that woman?!" I shouted in surprise.

Seriate....