My girlfriend Bad Boy Billionaire

Death Angel

Shane is still sitting in the waiting room, he faithfully awaits his lover who is handled by the doctor.

During that time he spent praying, thinking to the Creator to protect his wife who was there.

But a message made the young man look furious.

[Drag him in the hospital now, don't let the person who hurt my wife laugh happily.]

Shane sent a message to someone who provided CCTV evidence on campus. The handsome young man saw that if Lisa invited Flora to walk together after finishing the subjects, initially there was nothing suspicious, he said, but while there in the warehouse the door was closed and a few minutes later Lisa came out without Flora by locking from the outside and leaving his wife alone.

"Don't ever blame me for using the same rude, same way you did to my wife" Shane's monologue with emotion.

The young man paced back and forth waiting for the beloved to come out of the room. A second later a doctor came out and approached Shane.

"Young master, your wife is traumatized, her body parts are a lot of bruises and also cuts, maybe your wife should be treated first to see how the results of the visa came out, he said, then excuse me Young Master."

The middle-aged man in a white suit and stethoscope hanging from his neck immediately walked out from Shane's presence after speaking to the hospital owner's son.

Shane could only stare at the middle-aged man's back which was progressively disappearing from his sight.

Not long after, Flora who was still on the push bed came out with the three nurses, they carefully brought Flora to the special room of the Andrawijaya family.

Shane's sharp gaze made the three nurses seem uncomfortable. For them a few seconds with the child of the hospital owner is such a scary thing, there is no friendly smile or also a friendly gaze.

A few seconds later they were already rice in a special room, the nurses helped install the infusion and allowed the blanket worn by Flora.

After that they leave the room feeling relieved, leaving Shane who saw his beautiful wife did not move at all, making his heart even more sliced.

The voice of adhan maghrib began to echo, Shane took ablution water and began to do his duty as a Muslim, he looked solemn and also serious while praying, pleading for the healing of his beautiful angel.

Not long after, the middle-aged man who was at home came, he brought some food for his son because there would definitely be no time to eat first.

"Dad get here right away because you told me how Rara is doing right now, so in a hurry, I only brought that little meal for you, son."

"I'm not tasteful, Dad."

Shane's voice seemed limp, he was still thinking about his wife who was not yet conscious.

"Don't be reckless, if Flora kisses you and you don't want to eat, does she have to walk around and serve you like she was before she got sick," said the middle-aged man who began to get upset with his son's slightly childish behavior.

Shane shook his head weakly, "No, well, I won't let him serve me because he's sick" Shane said lazily arguing, but what his father said was true.

"Then never trouble Flora."

Firm and makes Shane shy, but he likes it when his father is like that to him.

After speaking at length to his father, the young man now began to monitor the movements of the opponent, he focused on what his college friend had done to his lover.

Until he smiled after getting a notification from his smartphone.

[All is well, sir.]

Shane moved from his seat, seeing the face of his eternal lover who was still unconscious earlier, before he went out, he took the time to softly kiss Flora's forehead.

"I'll be gone for a while, I'll be back after the work is done" whispered Shane again.

The young man came out of the hospital carrying his own car, until he reached an abandoned building with several bodyguards answering to the place.

Shane's long steps make himself arrive in a room painted brown with a color that has faded.

Without any softness, Shane kicked the door and saw a frightened girl, whose face had paled suddenly radiant when he saw a figure he admired in front of him.

"S-Shane are you here to help me?" lisa said with a cheerful tone, she was like a main character who was suddenly saved by a handsome and wealthy prince.

The young man did not reply, only a cold and sharp gaze pointed at the girl who looked happy to see him.

Shane crouched down in front of Lisa with a sharp look, she untied Lisa.

"Thank you, Shane, you......"

Lisa wanted to hug the young man in front of her but instead of getting a hug, Lisa was instead pushed violently by Shane.

"Sssshh, sick Shane," lamented spoiled Lisa to Flora's husband.

Not yet had he stood up, Lisa tied again on a chair that had been used to tie her.

"What the fuck are you, Shane, I'm a woman not a worthy opponent that you can be....."

Lisa tried to defend herself, but Shane held her chin tightly, "I just want to avenge a tragedy for my wife, isn't this kind of thing normal for you, Lisa," Shane said in a furious tone.

"What do you mean, what have I done."

Lisa's face looked so pale and scared, she felt that if she didn't do anything that made Shane angry with her.

"Don't you do holy shit, won't you make my wife hurt?" shane asked Lisa gently, but to the girl in front of Shane it was a terrible sound.

"A-what are you talking about, I'm not bothering your wife," rejected Lisa who is still not aware of the direction of Shane's conversation with her.

"Remember the hijab girl you hurt in the old barn, you remember."

"You must remember a Flora's name, right? She is my legitimate wife" Shane said with a repressive intonation.

"No way, he's just a guy who......"

Plaques

A slap makes Lisa grimace sick, not Shane who did the action, but Shane's confidant who had been keeping Lisa in the room.

"Sh."

"Just a small wound has complained, then how do you make my wife up to the crowd," snapped Shane who lost patience.

The young man stood up and coded his confidant, but before he left, the young man whispered in Lisa's ear, "I am your angel of death."