My Cruel Husband's

My Cruel Husband's
She's still my wife



"So I saw your ex-wife,"


Vanilla smiled obliquely staring at the strange gurgle shown by her brother. It seems that Devan did not like when Vanilla called Lovi his ex-wife.


"She's still my wife, Vanilla!"


"You're divorced" muttered Vanilla, who was afraid to raise the war flag to Devan.


"I'll keep mine,"


"Unfortunately, they don't want you to defend,"


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Jane seemed busy bothering Vanilla who was watering plants in the garden mansion.


"I noticed you like this troublesome job?"


Vanilla looked over and suddenly felt wrong.


"Because your girlfriend's a cleaning service?"


Vanilla stared intently at her cousin who was now wide-eyed. Vanilla immediately turned the water hose towards Vanilla.


Of course inviting the excitement of girls who are still single to this day.


"Me and her aren't lovers, Jane!"


"Vanilla! stop the water now!"


Vanilla let out her tongue in mockery. It makes Jane wet. Now he's the broken one.


"People like you deserve a lesson!" furious Vanilla. He walked to the water source. Increase the speed of running water.


Jane's really wet. And Vanilla was happy to see it.


"Vanilla, plis stop!"


Jane has issued all sorts of persuasions so that Vanilla stops his crazy activities. The form of protest ranging from rough to soft.


"VANILLAS!"


The girl who felt called immediately turned her head towards the source of the voice. Devan stands in front of the park entrance. The man was still wearing his work clothes.


Devan is back with his parents. Why does He live in a house without his wife and children?


Lovi is actually filing for divorce. Devan is just waiting for a decision from the authorities.


There has been no talk of any child custody, let alone the property that is the right of Lovi and his children. Devan has no desire to meet Lovi. She hates Lovi, very. The woman will separate him from his children.


"Why?! he deserves to be watered. It shouldn't be the water I'm using, it's oil. Let the face that has been treated with expensive costs, destroyed and ugly,"


"BAD LOOK?!"


Devan nodded inexhaustibly. How old are they really? why are they like Andrean and Adrian?


"Vanilla, don't ruin that beautiful garden,"


'If there was Lovi here, then he would be hysterical watching the previously so charming garden turn into a mess,'


His heart speaks another reality. In the past, Lovi who took care of this park to be so charming when viewed by the eye.


"Why? No one likes this park either. I'd better destroy it, guys,"


"Why did you take care of her these past few days?"


"Because of her lover cleaning service, Devan. The souls of cleanliness have begun to rule the body of Vanilla,"


Jane says it in a hyperbole style that makes Vanilla even more upset.


"I think you like that guy,"


"Huh?! do I like cleaning service? that's right, Pretty?"


Jane laughed amusedly. To the extent that his face was flushed with tears that slowly started to descend. Devan looked at his cousin strangely.


But as fast as lightning he turned wary as Jane patted his shoulder.


"Your sister is jealous of me,"


"JANE, SHIT*N YOU! STOP TALKING!"


Jane immediately ran inside avoiding Vanilla who was chasing after him while carrying a broomstick. Jane was sure it would be Vanilla's gift for her.


Devan sighed. His eyes stared at the wet garden grass. The state of the park is very far from the word fine. Water hose sprawled helplessly with water that continues to flow, grass scissors also have the same fate. I don't know what Vanilla's gonna do with those tools. Is a girl like her able to beautify the garden? He's the only one who can beautify, right?


Devan rubbed his face rough. Then call the waiter to remove any trace of the riot Vanilla and Jane left behind.


Devan enters the family room. There he saw Rena making the call. He believes that the interlocutor of Rena there is Lovi and her children.


Devan was eager to talk to them as well. But the prestige still controls Devan. His longing cannot lower Devan's self-esteem.


"Why, Honey?"


"Where's Daddy, Grandma?"


Rena glanced at her approaching son. He cleared a little before answering,


"Daddy hasn't come home yet. Still work,"


Devan is deep. The same thing Adrian did. The youngest was immediately overwhelmed with sadness when again he failed to talk to his Daddy.


"Daddy comes home the night away, Grandma? daddy's gonna get sick later,"


Rena deliberately turned on the loud speaker on her phone so that devan could hear the sound of her children.


Now, Devan knows how much they love Devan. Although they are small, their attention is really like adults who already understand the meaning of true love.


"Yes already, Grandma. Give my miss to Daddy, will you? don't forget to tell Daddy to call me,"


"Yes, honey. I'll give Mommy her phone,"


"Bye, Grandma. Be careful there. I miss Grandpa too,"


"Hindu Grandpa or a toy from Grandpa?"


Devan could hear Adrian's laughter. His heart was at ease as the laughter flowed.


"Hallo, Ma?"


that voice, that voice that always makes Devan crumble. The voice that Devan missed so much. A voice capable of making Devan turn crazy in an instant.


Like at the moment. Devan immediately tried to grab the phone from Rena's hand. He wanted to talk to Lovi unexpectedly before.


More precisely not talking, but want to make the woman think more mature even though it is too late.


His initial intention, who wanted to keep his distance from Lovi, was now gone.


"Lovi! i hate you!"


See it? Devan is crazy when it comes to dealing with Lovi. He had just said something that did not match his heart.


Devan so easily changed the word 'indu' to 'hate'


How can Rena not curse? He thinks Devan will fix it. Turns out his son was even more destructive.


Other than crazy, what other words are appropriate to describe the current figure of Devan?


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