Revenge of Unconsidered Wife

Bram's Coming!

Bram has not been able to live his days in peace since his meeting with Kinara on the night of Andreas and Aluna's engagement.

The middle-aged man had always dreamed of his late wife looking at him with eyes full of disappointment and sadness.

As if to say that he felt disappointed by the treatment of Bram who did not take care of their baby well.

Bram sat pensively in his study while stroking the picture frame of his late wife.

"I'm sorry, honey! I love you so much. Every look at Nara's shadow as you struggled to give birth was recorded in my head. The shadow in which your blood flowed a lot as it tried to give birth to Nara into this world! I can't stand it, honey!"

"As long as you know, I'd be willing to have no children as long as you're still here with me. Why would you risk your life to give birth to Nara!"

Bram cried while hugging the picture frame. The middle-aged man loved his late wife very much.

Bram married Sandra that one night's mistake. At that time Bram was drunk and even fucked Sandra who was then working as a baby sister Kinara.

As a result, Bram who felt guilty was forced to marry Sandra in series. He deliberately did not legalize his marriage because of his love for his late wife.

"Pa," call Sandra who just walked into Bram's study.

"Hem." Bram immediately put a picture of his late wife in a drawer. The middle-aged man immediately wiped away his tears.

"Let's go to sleep, it's night!" have Sandra stroke Bram's shoulder.

"Sleep first, I have important business to do right!" Bram said flatly and stood up to leave Sandra.

However, the middle-aged woman directly blocked Bram's hand.

Sandra pulled the nape of Bram and then kissed the middle-aged man's voracious lips. His hand was looking for the sensitive spot of Bram.

"What are you doing, Sandra?" Bram pushed Sandra's body rough until she fell to the floor.

"Do what you're supposed to do, Pa! We have been married eighteen years. But, you didn't even touch me, Pa! Only that night did you do it!" sandra's screams were angry.

"Be aware of your position, Sandra! I married you not out of love but out of compulsion."

"But, it's been eighteen years, Pa!"

"I don't want to argue, Sandra! Sleep is night. I'm going home late!" Bram immediately left Sandra who was crying.

"Ahhkkk ..why is his heart so hard for me to enter?" sandra shouted hysterically.

The middle-aged woman deliberately treated Kinara like a maid to vent her frustration, because Bram never gave her an inner living.

Bram knows about it, but, Bram lets it go rather than him having to do that with Sandra.

His love for his late wife was love of death.

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Bram who had just arrived in front of the flower shop immediately went down when he saw Kinara wanted to enter the store.

"Nara," call Bram softly.

Kinara turned her body to look at Bram who was calling out to her.

"Papa," muttered Kinara slowly.

"Can we talk?" bram asked gently looking at Kinara expectantly.

"Other thing you want to talk about? Isn't there something important that requires us to talk?" sarcas Kinara smiled cynically as she carried Vino.

"Nara."

"Go home, Pa! I'm tired because I'm happy all day playing at the Mall!" kinara said as if insinuating Bram who never happy her in childhood.

"Nara."

"Ten minutes, Nara! Papa please!" Bram blocked Kinara's hand staring at his daughter.

Kinara who saw him let out a long sigh. As hard as his heart when he saw the bright eyes of Bram also made his heart melt.

"Okay, we're talking inside!" Kinara invited Bram in making the middle-aged man smile broadly.

"Thank you, son!"

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Anin's mother who was cool watching the flying fish drama was surprised to see Kinara bringing Bram into their house.

"Ma, please put Vino to bed in his room! I want to talk to papa about something important!" said Kinara makes Anin's mother immediately take over Vino.

"He'um .. tell your papa that there's no drink here! So, when it's over with you. Just get her home!" reply Mother Anin snidely stared coldly at Bram.

The middle-aged man could only sigh heavily. She knew that Anin's mother knew all the stories of Kinara.

"Good, Ma."

Kinara and Bram sat in the living room.

"What would you like to talk about?" ask Kinara flat.

"Go home!" pinta Bram is hopeful.

Kinara laughed blandly with teary eyes wanting to cry.

"Go home? Ha ha ... Which house, Pa? Hell is like the house I lived in! That's what papa means home? Come, Pa. Since when has it been home to me!" Kinara laughed blandly.

Her tears just came out of her eye sockets without being able to stand it. Recalling how the harsh treatment he received while in his luxurious mansion used to make Kinara's heart feel claustrophobic.

"Nara."

"If papa comes here just wants to take me home to hell! Until I die, I won't. Enough of my mental past you destroyed with your never fair treatment of me! Now I can't anymore!" firmly Kinara with reddened eyeballs held back the anger.

"Nara." Bram clasped Kinara's hand, however, the girl instantly let go of her hand.

"Here .." Kinara hit her chest that felt tight.

"Here it's ruined, Pa! Here there are wounds .. deep wounds, wounds that papa gave, wounds that mama Sandra and sister Aluna infused. All those wounds I got while in that hell house! There I am there will have no effect on you!"

"Then why did you come and take me home. Isn't there and I'm not there you never care? Then why was it when I left that hell house that papa came to pick me back up? Isn't papa hurting me enough?"

Kinara vented all her emotions that she was a dozen years old. The girl lowered her tone of voice so as not to wake the child who had just fallen asleep.

Her tears that she had been holding back from earlier now flooded her cheeks. In fact, his voice faltered because the tightness in his chest increasingly suppressed his ego.

"Nara." Bram wanted to hug Kinara, however, Anin's mother's voice forced him to abandon his intentions.

"Go, Mr Bram! And don't ever come back just to make my daughter cry!" firmly Mother Anin who had just watched in the corner of the room.

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Seriate.

BTW that Mother Anin's house is very large and connect to the flower shop.so do not be surprised if the author often places Anin's mother's house one page with a florist.

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