My Cruel Husband's

Failing

Lovi heard the quarrel between brother and sister. But he chose to hide behind a wall that borders the living room with stairs.

He bit his lower lip with a painful feeling. Vanilla reminds her of the past.

If time can be played, Lovi did not want to sell himself in a brothel. That really makes it worthless at all.

"I'm not far from Lovi. You just calm down. Even if I look cheap, I can take care of myself,"

"Your words can be trusted? I don't think so, because you're so much worse than what you said just now,"

"Devan, your words hurt my feelings, you know?"

Lovi brought her ears closer to the wall as Vanilla's voice lowered. He could feel his pain being said like that by a brother. Devan was wrong, he shouldn't have doubted Vanilla.

"I don't want you-"

"What you're worried about won't happen. You can trust me,"

Vanilla's footsteps make Lovi jerk. He rushed into the room under the stairs, usually used as a place to store toys of his two children.

Vanilla ran up the steps with an overwhelming feeling of tightness. They were all busy cornering themselves without giving Vanilla time to think and change themselves. He thinks it's normal. And again a young age is a reason. They should be sure that Vanilla can be better, without the need for excessive assertiveness in educating him. Vanilla knew he was wrong, but he didn't know how to get out of the comfort zone.

Devan breathed a sigh of anger. He rubbed his face with an unsettled heart. He did not mean to offend Vanilla but the girl needed to be told in a firm manner. Maybe the way is too excessive, but it cannot be denied that Devan is worried about his sister's future.

After making sure Vanilla was no longer on the stairs, Lovi came out along with Devan who was going up the stairs. They were both surprised.

"Lov, what are you doing inside?"

Lovi muttered then shook his head. He can't be honest if his ear just stole hear.

"So I-I wanted a drink, thirsty."

Devan looked up at Lovi's nervous-looking face. His eyes looked at Lovi deeply.

"Why go in there?" His eyes glanced at the room Lovi was hiding in earlier.

"It's okay-me-I just saw the situation inside. It's a mess, tomorrow I'll ask the waiter to clean it up,"

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"Vanilla's not home yet, Pa."

Rena welcomed her husband. He grabbed Raihan's briefcase and let Raihan sit down.

"He's staying at Devan's house,"

Her footsteps that wanted to take warm tea for Raihan instantly came to a halt. He looked at Raihan in confusion, asking for an explanation.

"Vanilla won't go home,"

Rena sighed softly. He shook slowly. Then move to bring the warm tea that had been prepared earlier from the kitchen to the front of the husband.

"The boy really,"

"I feel like I failed to take care of her,"

Raihan who has been known for his arrogance and cruelty is also able to bring out the mellow side that has been hiding until it becomes a respected figure.

"Nothing happened to Vanilla, did it?"

Raihan rubbed the face of Rena who immediately approached her with a worried look.

"No, I just feel like I'm failing,"

"Vanilla is not a form of our failure to educate, Pa. The child may need some time, or there's something that makes it that way,"

"Vanilla's not as bad as it used to be,"

Raihan remembers exactly what his son is like. Only Devan is a hobby to do as he pleases. At most Vanilla is just crazy shopping while going to the club until night is very rare. And that was always with Raihan's permission and Raihan's supervision. Now, no more asking for permission and always scolding the guards guarding her. To the extent that Raihan's bodyguards were beaten by residents because the girl said that her guard men would rape her.

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