Second wife CEO Gondrong

Chapter 3

"Marry my Son!" Madam Mina replied making Lisha so surprised.

"What do you mean, Madam?" Ask Lisha astonished. What Madame Mina thought, wasn't she angry that Lisha dared to go up on her Son's bed, then what did she mean instead of asking Lisha to marry her son who was a jerk.

At this second, Lisha instantly understood. That everything that happened, nothing else and not not, was the work of Mrs Mina herself. I don't know what the motive behind it is, Lisha doesn't understand. But for sure, there is something big. And Lisha has to accept that she has become a doll who acts as Mrs Mina's own toy.

"Marry my Son and give birth to a grandson for me. After that, you have to go far away," he said making Lisha round her eyes perfectly.

"Tell you, if you don't want to. So don't blame me for acting as you please" he continued.

"Mrs, I want to. I want to get married and give birth to Grandchild for Madam, but promise not to spread the video, and I beg you to keep this from my mother," please Lisha while tightly grasping the thick white blanket covering her innocent body.

Lisha is resigned, she's completely resigned. He had fallen into a very deep hole and there was no one who could help him climb up, other than himself. For that, Lisha is willing to sacrifice herself, rather than having to see her mother who will also be thrown into a hole that is definitely deeper.

"A good choice" replied Mrs Mina. "Give him clothes" he told a beautiful secretary beside him. The beautiful secretary gave Lisha a face bag, Lisha immediately extended her trembling hand and received the paper bag.

"Let's go! And you take Ansel to the hospital, hurry!" He told some of his guards waiting outside.

After the departure of Mrs Mina and her people, now Lisha is alone. She was still staring at that cold floor, Lisha was actually crying so much to relieve her heart that was so sick.

Slowly Lisha stepped towards the bathroom that was there. He had to clean his body first before going home. Lisha did not want her mother to be shocked to see her disheveled self as she is today.

Lisha rubbed her face rough at the sink. Rubbing rough lips former kiss of a jerk earlier.

As soon as she finished, Lisha immediately put on the clothes given by Madam Secretary Mina earlier.

Walking gontai, Lisha walked down that dark path. It was very late, Lisha thought nothing of it anymore. The most important thing for him now is that he should get home as soon as possible. Because his sister must be waiting for him at the door with a gripping stomach, starving.

Lisha instantly remembered that she had no money. His salary had been deposited to the hospital to pay off his mother's dialysis bill last Sunday.

Lisha raised her face, hoping that an angel would come down to help her distress. Or maybe there will be a good fairy who will help him like the story of Cinderella.

But, Lisha was aware of who she was. He is not the main character in a film, drama, soap opera, comic, or novel. No one will be able to see him, no one can help him, nor can he pray now directly fulfilled as in soap operas. Everything is so halu that it will never be real for Lisha. She will still be poor Lisha, nothing more.

Lisha walked down her face, with a thought that floated out of nowhere. Not looking around, Lisha did not realize that she was in the middle of the highway.

Aaaakkh!

Ckit it!

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