My ex, my Fiancee's Son

Chapter 31. Recordings

I walked into the Cho Corporation building and headed for the reception desk. Nindy, the woman who used to hold me back from meeting Andrew stood straight with a big smile welcoming me.

"Mrs Aston, you want to meet President Cho. I'm aka—"

"No, I want to see director Cho. Where's room?" The woman named Nindy was shocked for a moment.

"Director Cho's room is on the 19th floor, ma'am." I nodded and headed straight for the elevator.

I'm walking to Marcus's room. A male secretary is holding me.

"Sorry, miss. Can anyone help?"

"I want to see Marcus. He's inside, isn't he?"

"Yes, did you make an appointment?" I ignored his words and walked quickly to Marcus's door. The secretary shouted to prevent me. But I opened the door and stepped inside.

Marcus who was working behind his great desk turned his head towards me.

"Miss, don't come in." The secretary man was standing next to me.

"Sorry, sir. This lady barged in."

"What are you doing here, Shelina?"

"I want to talk to you." Marcus just raised his eyebrows. I ignored his sharp and cynical gaze.

"I'm busy, go." Marcus turned his face.

"I just want to talk to you for ten minutes." I stepped closer to his desk.

Marcus waved his hand to throw away the male secretary earlier. I sat in front of Marcus.

"What do you want to talk about?" I looked into Marcus's eyes. The guy I always called a jerk, turns out he never left me.

"Is it true that five years ago you were in an accident and in a coma?" Marcus's face immediately turned serious.

"Why do you ask, don't you already know that. And hearing of my coma, you left me. You must think I won't wake up again. That's why you didn't come to see me and look for warmth and gold mines from other men." Marcus' eyes were emitting such intense anger. The veins on his face and hands stiffened.

I'm not angry about the allegations, nor am I upset about them. My heart was more hurt and hurt to hear that fact directly from Marcus. My eyes are heating up, tears are boiling and ready to spill at any time.

"Marcus" I said softly. He must have been lonely and needed my presence. She must have been very hurt because I was never at her side for a second.

"Stop pretending to be weak and hurt, Bicth! You think I'll be affected by your ruse again." Marcus breaks the table to vent his anger. My tears flow down my cheeks.

"M—Marcus, ak—I didn't know you had an accident."

"really? Really true?" Both of Marcus' hands pressed against the table and his body leaned towards me. His sharp and cynical eyes rained down on me to the heart. So hurt.

"Bullshit," Marcus said with emphasis. My tears are flowing more and more.

"I've been looking for any whereabouts and any info on you. But I didn't get it at all. Your phone can't even be reached and I don't know where your parents' home address is."

"Stop talking Shelina nonsense. Siska said she told you, but you don't care and have fun with other men. You approached me just because I was rich and had a lot of money, right? You think I won't wake up from the coma again, that's why you're looking for another man and selling your body for money. You lowly bitch."

"Marcus, it's not what you think. I'm at all...."

"I told you to stop talking nonsense. I already know how bad you are, Shelina. You and your father want to take control of the Cho family's entire estate, don't you?"

"No! I wasn't...."

"What do you mean?" Marcus tapped on his phone and turned the voice recording.

"*You're right. A hundred million is not a lot of money. Andrew was so rich, he even bought you this cafe. I'm sure you've earned a lot of money from him."

"Yes, I didn't promise Andrew not to ask him for any more money."

"Take that five billion just to get my approval so she can marry you. We can't just let go and you have to keep asking Andrew for money."

"Damn you! You're really smart."

"So, you just have to ask for money with your future husband. He won't go bankrupt if you ask for a hundred million. If you could ask for a billion."

"I'll give it*,"

It was a recording of my conversation with Jonathan. It was my voice but I never said those words. The recording was sabotaged.

"It's definitely your voice, isn't it. So stop denying all my accusations. You duitan-eyed woman! Lowly bitch!"

"Marcus, that was my voice but I didn't say it. Jonathan threatened me."

"Stop Shelina's bullshit. Your boay tears won't work for me. So, get out of my room now."

"Marcus, it's not like.." The ringing of the cell phone stopped my sentence. I took the phone from the bag.

Evelyn called.

I'll just pick up Evelyn's call.

"Huh...."

"Shelina, you need to go to the cafe right now." My forehead is pucker inside. Evelyn's voice was very strange and trembling. Did something happen at the cafe?

"Evelyn, what's wrong?"

"Gurghhh!" Evelyn's screaming voice was accompanied by a noise and very noisy. I got up and was hit by thousands of worries and worries.

"Evelyn, what's going on?" There was no answer and only a noise and other hysterical screams.

"Evely." And finally the call was interrupted. Regardless of anything else I immediately turned around and ran out. I need to go to the cafe right now. My God, what really happened there?

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I got off the taxi when I got to Wonderful Cafe. I don't even care about the taxi fare I gave you so much more.

I ran to the cafe door and opened it. My heart beat my chest so hard. My eyes grew with the messy state of the Cafe. What's going on at my cafe? Did the wind**pick just come in here?

"At last you came too?" A loud and sharp voice distracts me.

Jonathan stood at the corner of the cafe and walked towards me. His face was red. He's the one who made this mess. All tables are upside down. Some seats are broken. And some cake fell scattered on the floor. In front of the kitchen door stood Evelyn, Merina and sister Elena were standing with pale faces. Evelyn's eyes stared fiercely at Jonathan. And Elena's sister clasped her phone tightly. I'm sure they're all terrified by Jonathan's actions. And Elena's sister would have wanted to call the police if she didn't know Jonathan was my father.

I turned my attention and looked back at Jonathan who was already standing not far from me.

"What have you done?" My voice rose an octave from usual.

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