Marrying a Mysterious Man

Marrying a Mysterious Man
The Past of Asten



Plaque!


A loud slap was now hovering next to Jackson's cheek.


Jackson clenched his hands tightly together, enduring the emotional turmoil that was on his chest.


“You are indeed unreliable, Jackson! Look, now that his wife Akash is pregnant, and your father will give half his power to him!” ahsten exclaimed with overflowing emotions in his chest.


Jackson's heart was increasingly slashed, if his heart could be seen with eyeballs, maybe Jackson's heart was broken and torn blood.


In fact, after returning from Surabaya, instead of praise for his tender victory, it turned out to be a hard slap he got from his mother.


“You're why can't be set up once anyway! And where?! Where's the woman you said your father liked, huh? Where's dia? Did you bring him? No ‘kan?!” Asten folded his hands together on his chest, with eyes so sharp and a flushed face holding back the burning flames of emotion in his heart.


“If you wanted me to introduce you to the woman of your choice, your father's treasure would not have fallen that much to Akash. You really want to live suffering with all the shortcomings huh?!”


Jackson couldn't stand it. All this time he always held back his emotions and emotions. But this time, he couldn't be as patient as he used to be, he couldn't keep quiet when his mother lowered him like that.


Jackson's gaze now turned to his mother, the sharp eyes filled with hatred, even the two hands clenched tighter.


“Enough, Mom!” his screams vented all the emotions in his chest.


Asten gasped, hearing the cry of his son, because for his entire life, only this time Asten heard a loud cry from his favorite child.


“Quite Mom compares me to Akash, Mom! Enough!”


“Do you think having a lot of power and a lot of money will make you happy? ... No, Mom, No!”


Asten ruffled his waist, he looked at the two eyes of his son. “Have you dared to be rude to this Ibumi, huh?!” exclamation Asten.


“As far as Mom thinks I'm rude or disobedient. I'm definitely tired too, Mom, tired! Why should the treasures and treasures that Mother is concerned about, Mom? Is it not enough to live like this? Didn't I take care of one company father is also enough.”


Asten grinned, displaying his cynical smile. “What did you say? ... Enough?”


“Yakin you can live your life with Mother's life only from one company huh?” asked Asten getting emotional with the thought of his son.


“Enough!” jackson replied firmly, Jackson's eyeballs now increasingly appear reddened, holding back the dam of tears that he had been wanting to remove.


“As much as we have, if Mom is not grateful, Mom will always feel short,” continued Jackson.


“Look now, our lives are far from fancy, ma'am. Butwhy? Why do you always worry about your wealth and power? Why do you always worry about me not being considered by Dad? Why, Mom?!”


Asten was silent, his chest seemed to rise and fall holding back the growing fury in his soul.


“You won't understand what it's like not to be considered, Jackson! I'm worried about you because I've experienced it. You don't know, 'cause you were a kid! Even if you knew now you would never understand what it's like to be a mom!” aben exclaimed, expressing the contents in his heart.


Both of the women's eyes now shed tears. The pain in Asten's heart felt back to stifling the chest. Really, he was so very frustrated to remember how painful it used to be, when he fought for his rights and also Jackson's rights. But in fact now, the child who had always feared him, instead dared to shout at him, fight him, even defend his father.


Because honestly, the experience of Asten's life was far from happy. Especially when he had an affair with Baker. Because in the past, Baker did not even want to consider Jackson as his son, and told Asten to kill Jackson, although in the end Asten chose to fight for his rights and complain everything to Tessa, Tessa, she was then the legal wife of Baker.


Although he had to be a destroyer of Tessa and Baker's household, but he did it for Jackson's future, even Asten and Tessa used to live in one house, with their status polygamous by Baker. And because of the many cunning things that Asten did to Tessa, Tessa finally chose to divorce and release Baker from her life.


Although Baker wanted to keep him but Tessa at that time, but Tessa could not if she had to stay with Asten. And Asten did some of his cunning not only because of Baker's attitude toward Akash and Jackson when they were little, so obvious that Asten often felt jealousy.


And from the jealousy and hatred that fostered in her heart, a new identity was formed in Asten, which made her a mad woman of wealth and thirst for power. In fact, he was also very crazy attention.


Jackson listened to the words of his mother. Even his legs felt so limp, as he saw his mother crying like that in front of him. Really, Jackson's heart felt so upset.


And this is the first time that Asten explained the reason that had always been a question in Jackson's mind.


“Mother does not believe, it turns out that the child that I have been making my only hope, even seemed to talk like this to, Mother. In fact, after what Mom fought for you, Jackson.” Asten sobbed, he held back as much as possible the roar of his tears that had flooded his cheeks ever since.


Jackson made a mistake, he doesn't know what to say now. Seeing the only woman he had loved so far, crying like that, really made Jackson's identity as a man seem to be tangled.


“Bu ..” Jackson grabbed Asten's hand. However, as fast as lightning, Asten brushed it aside, and the woman walked out of Jackson's room, leaving Jackson alone still in his room.


Now her mother's shadow has been swallowed by the slowly closed door. Jackson relaxed his entire body, sitting down on the floor of his room, with both legs bent, while shuffling his hair violently.


“Argah! Goddamnit! Why do I have to talk like that to mom,” she exclaimed so upset at herself.


“I am a fool! You idiot! You idiot! Stupid!” He hit his own head with both hands, while grabbing some of his hair tightly.


“Arrgghhhh!!”


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