Rich Men Want Shy Girls

Rich Men Want Shy Girls
68. Rich Man



Mike could not stand Agatha's attitude that was always attached to his side, he felt very angry with the woman's hand that kept holding her hand since then.


Oh my God, when did this show end? I'm so sick of it all, especially with this woman. He seemed to be shameless at all. Inner Mike.


“Mr. Fred.” Call Mike.


Fred who was not far from him immediately approached. “He Sir, you call me?”


“Excuse me, can you let go of my hand?” pinta Mike on Agatha.


“Where do you want to go?”


“You don't need to know where I'm going, you better welcome your guests now.”


Mike immediately pulled his hand from Agatha and walked away from the woman as soon as possible. While Agatha could not stop Mike because there were so many guests who saw her at this time, she could only smile awkwardly while looking forward to look elegant with the most luxurious dress she was wearing.


“Mr. Fred, you come with me right now.” Mike said as he walked towards the exit.


“Good Mr.” Fred followed his master from behind.


Mike just left the ballroom. He no longer cared about everything, he was fed up with the people inside, all of them shameless sycophants.


After being outside the ballroom, Mike stopped his footsteps and breathed his breath as if he was breathing with great relief after coming out of a group of people who were playing in there.


“Mr. Fred,”


“Ya Mr.” Fred replied with respect.


“How, did Mr. Fred has got the information I asked for?”


“Not Master, I am still trying very hard to get the information that Master wants.”


“Why is it so long Mr. Fred got the information? I can't take it anymore with all this.” Mike was frustrated.


“I'm sorry Sir, the information you want is covered so tightly that it is not easy to penetrate it.” Fred replied, who kept his head down, not daring to look into his master's eyes.


“Alright, I give Mr time. Fred for one week before this crazy wedding happened.”


“Good Sir, I understand.” Answer Fred.


“Mr. Fred get the car ready, we go to the office now there is still a lot of work I have to finish.” Mike's orders.


“Good Mr.” Fred replied with a bow and went to resign before the Elder to prepare the car before his Master went down to the ground floor.


After Fred left, Agatha suddenly came through the ballroom exit to approach Mike. “Mike, where are you going? The engagement event is not finished yet, and there are still many guests waiting for us in there.” Said.


Mike smiled briefly hearing what the woman said. “They are all your guests and not my guests, you better go back in there and put a smiley face inside there.” Say Mike and then go into the elevator.


More and more Agatha is like a cheap woman. How could I not have noticed it all this time. Inner Mike.


Being in the elevator, Mike loosened his tie, took off his suit and folded his shirt arms to the elbow. When the elevator door opened Mike was already looking very messy, he left all his feelings in the elevator and returned to being the usual Mike in a short time.


As long as Mike stepped foot towards the exit, all the hotel maids lowered their heads upon seeing him. When respected Mike's confidence increases and makes it look very calm with a cold face.


“Please Mr.” said Fred opened the car door for him.


“Thank you Mr. Fred.” Mike said as he entered the car.


Mike's car left the hotel at the time. While on his way to the SEA company, Mike rested his back on his backrest comfortably. He took off his fatigue by closing both of his eyes to calm his mind.


I miss him so much, I need you right now. Inner Mike.


The car continued to walk across the quiet highway due to heavy rain, thus making the car glass dewy. Mike who was in the car couldn't see clearly what was out there.


Not long after that their car had to stop because the red light was on. There are four crossroads at the red light and their car is located to the right of the red light.


“Good Mr.”


Fred opened the dashboard drawer to pick up the blanket asked by his parents, and then Fred turned his body to give the blanket in his hand to Mike, but suddenly Fred stopped holding out his blanket because his eyes were fixed out there right in a tree.


“Master it looks like I saw Miss Chloe out there,” Fred said with eyes fixed under the tree.


“Mr. Fred don't joke, there's no way it's Miki.”


“But sir, the woman looks like Miss.”


“Hem. Fred please blanket.” Pinta Mike doesn't care.


Fred gave Mike the blanket in his hand and then he looked back at the tree. By sharpening his eyes Fred made sure that the woman was not the Nonanya. Repeatedly Fred opened and closed to his two matans and sure enough, the woman was completely similar to Nonanya. “Master, take a look at the tree to your right, Sir take a good look at the woman really similar to Miss.” Said Fred.


Mike sighed softly and followed what Fred had told him. Slowly Mike rolled down his car window wide open, then he looked up at the tree and his eyes turned under the tree where the woman Fred was referring to was.


Only one time saw Mike really shocked when he saw the woman, he really recognized the woman, not only similar but the woman was indeed Miki.


Brakk…


Very quickly Mike opened the door of his car out with a blanket in his hand. He ran towards the tree where Miki sat by hugging her knees. Mike stopped his footsteps when he saw Miki's state of complete chaos.


“No, No, No.” Miki said repeatedly while covering her ears.


Mike silenced his mouth, he did not know what happened to his wife when he witnessed his wife's behavior, Mike can already guess if his wife is currently hallucinating. Without speaking Mike crouched down in front of his wife to slip the blanket he had under onto Miki's body and then he tightly hugged Miki's body which was soaked in rain water.


Mike could feel Miki's body shivering violently as he hugged her. He could not bear to see Miki's current state, without asking anything Mike immediately lifted Miki's body in his dagger towards the car. While Fred quickly opened the door of his car, slowly Mike put Miki into the car then he also followed into there.


“Mr. Fred run his car now to my apartment.” Mike's orders.


“Good Mr.” Fred answered, who then drove his car to the apartment.


On the way to the apartment, Mike hugged his wife tightly without letting go. He tried hard to hold back his emotions. Angry, worried and sad mixed up in Mike. It felt like he wanted to get angry but he put up with it because upon seeing Miki's current state.


“Master, we have arrived at your apartment,” Fred said after stopping his car in front of the apartment building.


Without waiting again Mike immediately opened the car door and got out. Then he walked to the side of the door the other car opened the door to get Miki out of there and snatched Miki's body into his apartment.


After being in Mike's apartment took Miki into the bathroom, there he lowered Miki while looking at his wife's eyes very gently. It felt like he wanted to ask his wife that but he held her back because the time was not right to ask at the moment.


“Honey, you wait a minute here.” Said Mike who went out of the bathroom to pick up a change of clothes for Miki.


As Mike exits, Miki closes and locks the bathroom door unbeknownst to Mike. Meanwhile, Mike walks to his wardrobe to get some clothes for him. After that Mike walked back to the bathroom, but when he held the door to open the bathroom door it was locked from the inside.


“Miki darling, please open the bathroom door now.” Pinta Mike banged on the door.


There was no answer at all from Miki, no sound was heard from inside the bathroom. Mike started to worry, then he pushed the door down strongly but suddenly Miki stopped him by saying. “Go, leave Miki alone!” his yell.


Hearing Miki's voice asking her to leave, Mike immediately stopped forcing her into the bathroom. Mike thinks letting Miki be alone is the right thing for now.


“Alright I understand, but I will not leave here and I will still wait for you in front of this door.” said Mike who then sat on the front floor of the bathroom door.


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