Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 137: SKETCH - FAREWELL

"Who made a sketch this good? I have to find the guy."

Denis stuffed the sketch paper into his wallet, then rushed after his friends. The young man did not forget to take food and left the park. A few steps away, Shi returned to the park, but found no valuables that had always been an encouragement to his life.

Shi looked panicked, even having his fingernails bitten to ease his anxiety. Why, if the sketch he had is missing. Life feels incomplete. There was fear in his heart, but where did the sketch go? After ten minutes of searching. Still not finding anything. While time is getting wasted.

"That's it. I have to find medical expenses for Dad. Tomorrow, on campus. I can draw again. Even if you have to go up a tree. Whatever I'm gonna do for the spirit of my life."

Yashinta decided to leave the hospital garden. He realized that he had lost a sketch drawn on a piece of paper five inches by five inches. Really, it's a mini sketch that can be hidden everywhere. Leaving the story of the girl and also the state of the Wiratama family. Hazel had just returned home with a seductive beauty.

The woman went into her luxurious house which felt so quiet. It is a big house and also a big one. It's just that there's no life to feel. All corners of the room look dead. The sound of wind. Like refusing to enter the house. For a moment, Hazel recalled all her past.

"All luxury with complete facilities. Anyone, definitely not going to refuse," Hazel threw the bag over the sofa, then took off her heels, and left it lying on the floor just like that. The coldness of ceramics becomes a consciousness of its own, "Does this house need children? Huft, why is it so sad."

"Good wedding photos, but lonely. There is no family member, not even friends or opponents. So, a profession as a model is perfect for me. Friends, drinks, dates, and a lot of money. All became colored, but what about my marriage? Take it easy, boy in the womb...,"

"Whose son?" The questioning voice of a man who was standing on the stairs, made Hazel startled and immediately turned to look at the stairs.

Eyes clashing against each other. His face was calm, but cold welcomed his arrival. Hazel smiled, even though her heart had a bad feeling. Still got to pretend to be innocent and stupid, "Darling, you're home? Comeoverhere. I'm reminiscing about our wedding."

"Why not. Wait at your place! I'm going down" Bryant said, accepting Hazel's invitation, despite the answer about the neglected child.

Seeing her husband's approval, Hazel cheered happily. The woman thought. If Bryant still doesn't know anything about the affair and the betrayal he committed. Of course, that's good news. At this time, the impatient waiting for the husband to stand by his side is so passionate. Moreover, the biggest smile on the lips of a handsome man's face.

Finally without difficulty. I can regain control of Bryant's heart and treasure. At least I don't have to work as hard as I used to. This time, I'll make sure. Bryant is only mine.~ Hazel said inwardly as she spread out her arms welcoming her husband into her arms.

Bryant was really nice, sweet and a husband who used to love Hazel. His attitude is very worthy of thumbs up and when embracing the body of the woman. Smiles still adorn the face, but everything changes in a matter of seconds. The hug tightened, making Hazel have trouble breathing.

Her husband's treatment was shocking, "Honey, I can't breathe. Off!"

"In a moment, I miss you so much" Bryant replied, ignoring Hazel's request. The woman patted her chest and forcefully pushed her body, "What's wrong? I was just hugging...,"

Hazel's heart was right. No husband would hurt his wife. But it all depends on how the situation is, right? By now, Bryant was fed up, but tried to hold back. Well, it was very desirable to directly expel the woman. But he is still sane. Remembering the future involves Ara. So he chose to take another path.

"May, I ask you one thing. Do you love me?" bryant asked looking at Hazel seriously, making the woman choked.

Every time, that question could be answered easily, but today. Why does it feel so hard? The heart cannot lie. That's the truth. Love is not between him and Bryant because it is with another man. Although, now the intention of the heart just wants to be together with the husband.

Hazel's silence was the answer without a word. Bryant took something from behind his back, then thrust it into Hazel, "Take it! Compensation for our divorce. I don't need any explanation. Ah, ja. This house, take it. I'm giving it to you. Hazel Bryant Space Son. From this moment on, your name will be Hazel Vincent. Congrats."

Djuuayar!

"Bri? No. You must be kidding, right? Please, don't joke like this...,"

Hazel's face immediately turned deathly pale with twitching lips. His eyes were surprised by the mist of water that was ready to slide. Obviously, the woman was in shock. However, Bryant did not care anymore. The smile that had been expanding sweetly, had now disappeared just like that. The man only gave a reply of disgust.

"I don't regret marrying you. That was then, but now. I'm so sorry," Bryant turned his attention by browsing through every corner of the house that had many memories, "Like our relationship ended. This house and all the stuff that's in here. Just worth being trash. Good bye."

Hazel, don't know what to do, anymore. A piece of paper that turned out to be an official divorce letter really blew away the beautiful dream of his household. The heart wants to fix. Precisely get a sharp stab at the bitter reality. Confused by the rest of the consciousness, the woman was stunned to the point of falling over.

The sound of footsteps from Bryant sounded so stifling. Increasingly viewed. It adds to the wound. Although, the house and all the facilities that had become in his name, were not taken. Still, the woman wanted more. Moreover, Bryant's treatment of daring to hug him was like wanting to kill.

This letter is the end of our relationship, but it will only be an old saying. You must be the father of my baby. Whatever happens, my son will get your family's last name. Just wait for my vengeance.~batin Hazel while holding the divorce papers into paper crumbs.

Meanwhile, Bryant drove his car at a fairly high speed. All the time he spent. I will never go back, but it is worth it. The regret came? Everything that happened with his consent. Is only Hazel to blame? Sure didn't. He was also guilty of not listening to his family.

"Bry, focus on driving! Do you want to make mistakes again? Come on, it's over."

It's over for Bryant, but not for Hazel. Who the woman was calling so seriously. After a few minutes of conversation. Seemed an evil and cynical smile on the lips of the model. Of course, the woman's brain had a new plan.