The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Reason.

"Just be honest with me. You ... You're playing crazy with other girls, right?" hardik Litania with a perfect fist.

Crazy, whose mind is that? Inner Chandra. Approaching Litania who stood three steps away from him, Chandra also tried to straighten out the misunderstanding. "I've never cheated, Litan."

"Lied!"

Litania's eyes glared as she said that. One word represents hatred of the heart. Unbelievable, Chandra could have cheated when he gave his all. Love and precious youth.

With Chandra's hand touching her shoulder, Litania threw the shirt in her hand. "That's proof you're changing clothes."

"Evidence? What evidence, anyway, honey? If you speak the truth. What am I wrong? That's my usual dress" said Chandra again, kind of calm. Even though in the chest it has been like a war drum. The hands even let out sweat. However, do not let Litania know the truth.

Litania clucking. Her tears are also shed. It hurts to see Chandra who put on an innocent look, even more so not admitting wrongdoing. He turned the tear-strewn face in the other direction and removed it.

"Darling, I'm not cheating" Chandra said. Her feelings grew increasingly uneasy as Litania's tears decayed. "It's all a misunderstanding, Iitan. I love you the same. You have given me children and happiness, I am happy with our little family. So why am I cheating?'

However, Litania's already mixed feelings made her lazy to hear any explanation, even looking at her husband alone, reluctant. He walked to the closet and took out the suitcase.

While Chandra who knows Litania gelagat directly prevent by blocking the arm of the idol-faced woman. "Darling, beat me up first. I really am not cheating. Why can you say that. Where's evidence. My clothes are clean like this. No lipstick stains or anything."

"From that." Litania paused the word. His eyes were staring at the shady netra bead nanar of Chandra. "You think who you're trying to bo'ongin. I know the condition of all your shirts. And this." Litania picked up the shirt Chandra was holding and threw it again. "This is a new shirt. I know the shape of your shirt. The spare button is only one. And there everything is complete."

Degh's!

"I didn't think you were this big. What wrong? I tried so hard to change. I thought we'd be happy old. I thought your love was firmly the monumental cake of Monas. But ...."

Litania bothered with occasionally throwing snot. "I didn't expect your love to be so thin onion cake. I think with the presence of children among us, you will be happy and love continues to be the same as me. But what is this? You play crazy with other girls. What's my fault, what's my cage?" ask Litania who's back to dramatizing.

"If that woman can love you something I can't have, I can't be a widow. The kids are just like me. If you want to meet them, I'm welcome. I don't want to beg the hearts of people who have clearly run away. If you are comfortable with him. I'm retreating. Moga you guys are happy. And me, I'll be happy with the kids too."

Damn, the ravings of Litania make Chandra more foggy. Absolutely unexpected due to going to the club he had to be widowed and left behind children.

No, that can't happen. Chandra. He pulled the arm of Litania who was arranging clothes into the suitcase. His wife was still so happy. "Litan, I'm not cheating. This is a new shirt. But not because I cheated on you."

"Hhhh!" Litania immediately stopped activities. Now he looks into Chandra's restless face. Waiting for the next speech with a feeling of calm plus full of questions.

If not cheating, then what? However, unable to verbalize the contents of the head, Chandra had hugged him tightly.

"Darling, sorry. I'm really loyal. I love you and the kids. You are my encouragement, so why am I cheating? My shirt is new because I changed it. I went to the club."

"What's? So you've been drinking alcohol all along without my knowledge?

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