Perfect Wife Azraell

Chapter 23: Information From Chisa

Note: Italicized bold means conversation in a foreign language

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"Miss your breakfast is ready."

The girl did not bother to just look. His gaze remained fixed on the scenery outside the window of his room on the floor of the two magnificent buildings painted moca. There are large windows floating. And the smell of flowers smelled together with the smell of warm steaming soup beside him. The warm soup, which is usually soothing, always feels nauseating for the American-Dutch girl.

Her face is doll-like, sweet and has unique characteristics. Sweeter by the dimples on both cheeks that are as pale as porcelain. At the very least, she was completely similar to a porcelain doll. Grey-eyed that highlighted mysteriousness, he could almost frighten and amaze any child who saw it.

"Good meal, young lady." The servant immediately left after doing his duty, and went back to doing his other work. He might not even care whether his young lady would eat the breakfast that was provided every day. After all, everyone in the mansion exactly, already knew how their young miss character was.

Chisa Cleopatra.

The Dutch-American girl leaned her head against her bed. Staring at the soup beside him, stretched out his hand and flipped the bowl. He opened his lips and said, "Give me a burger and spaghetti, ah!!"

"Don't just give me this mushy meal, old fucking grandpa!" He even cursed.

"Take your language, Miss Chisa." Along with the curse, the door opened. An old man with half-white hair appeared and walked over to Chisa who was staring at him with a pair of sharp beads. "You've got guests."

"Who?!" Chisa Sarkas.

The man smiled, letting someone behind him take over. "Me, you didn't forget, did you?"

Chisa's eyes widened, but her pair of pupils narrowed. In the next instant, his forehead wrinkled and his shout echoed throughout the mansion. "ALEXA!!"

Dareen stood on the doorstep. Slowly stepped closer to Chisa who was still sitting on her bedroom bed trying to grab Dareen with her hand. "Lexa, you—"

"Coughs! Cough!" Before she could finish her words, Chisa coughed. The girl immediately closed her lips and let the cough that attacked her pass immediately. "The cough!"

"Han, get me some warm water!" Dareen stared at the man beside her—Han van Beerg, who was immediately taken by the head. "I'll get it soon, miss."

Some time passes, Dareen lets Han leave her along with Chisa. Dareen immediately sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Chisa who immediately said in a voice that was almost like a whisper, "He's there because of business with Xamelon Corp, Xa. She does not know that 'she' is her grandson, but she suspects that her son may have offspring. You know who I mean. You have to be careful Xa, he was there to investigate the events six years ago."

"Airport .. Diego?" A pair of Dareen beads widened for a moment.

Taps.. Taps.. Taps..

The two looked at the door at the same time. The sound of footsteps must be Han. Chisa immediately closed her lips and acted back, as if she had a severe cough. "Yes!! Cough!!"

Dareen helped her to act more naturally by touching her back and rubbing it. "I think your situation has improved. How can you get sick like this?"

"The cough!" Chisa smiled sadly along with the door that opened. "Where do I know? Maybe I'll die soon too."

"It's good to see you before I die from my illness." Chisa reveals inviting Dareen's teary eyes.

"Indeed, Chisa Cleopatra. Granted a Grammy Award for best acting." The next in his mind.

"This is the warm water you asked for, miss."

Han handed over the warm water that Dareen received. A glass of warm water was given to Chisa, using her hands, she stuck the mouth of the glass to Chisa's lips and let Chisa drink it. When Chisa raised her hand to mark, Dareen pulled out her glass and placed it on the nightstand next to the bed. "Is your throat better?"

Chisa nodded, "Thank you."

"What brings you here?" He asked after putting on a calm expression. Dareen rolled up a smile, "Go. I have a job to do here, and thinking that it's been a few years that I haven't visited you, I stopped by."

"It's been a long time. How many years has it been?" Chisa laughed and asked.

The 24-year-old was silent for two seconds before replying, "It looks like almost 8 years."

"You were 16 at the time. I remember meeting you on the bridge when you pushed the boy just like that into the river. Don't you still feel annoyed at that boy?"

"To be more precise, after growing up, I started to think that I should have pushed him off the second floor, not just the dullness." Said Dareen while remembering past events.

It was spring. Flowers fly by the wind, fall to the ground and give the feeling that every spring the young will grow. "I like you."

One word was said from the lips of the boy in front of him. He's good-looking. Have brownish hair with a pair of natural gray eyes. There was a tinge of pinkness on both of her cheeks, and her face grew red as a pair of Dareen gem beads stared at her wordlessly. The girl had shoulder-length hair cut in a wolfcut style. School uniform clings to her slender body. The school uniform that should have been put in her skirt, taken out was not even buttoned. Letting plain black clothes plastered just like that. There was a small plaster on the side of his beautiful face.

"Me! I really like you, Lexa."

Dareen revealed a smile. "Oh, thank you for your love, Mike."

"Ja—So, what—what?!"

Dareen nodded and smiled. Mike's face, emitting a light that almost blinds every eye that sees it. Shows how happy she is when Dareen is through her expressions of love. He even cheered and did not feel ashamed when many eyes looked at him.

"Thank you, Lexa!"

A few days later, news that princes all over Orlen Highschool were dating the most bar-bar girl in Orlen, soon spread like parasites. Almost everyone knows, and they don't even think about why the two can be together and date.

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"You're seriously dating that kid, Reen?"

The question made Dareen who was bribing her food hold back her hand movements and nod. "Mn, we're dating."

"What made you want to date her, Reen?!" Emma asked out of curiosity about what made her best friend known for his attitude that almost made everyone shake their heads was willing to date Mike Angelio who was like an angel. Emma knows that Mike isn't the kind of person Dareen can date, because Mike isn't her type.

"Whatchu mean? Why don't I go on a date with him?"