The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Revenge of the past

The eyes of the Litania are rounded. Didn't expect the person who became his neighbor was ....

"Lita ...."

"Yes, it's me. You're shocked, aren't you?" reply Lita while approaching. The girl who followed him was still hiding behind his back. Little girl with two braided hair.

Crazy, so she's Erick's wife? But how can it be? Since when? Was she tortured by her husband? Litania is full of question marks. He scanned the appearance of his little friend and enemy carefully. Looks graceful. There was nothing suspicious about the woman's physique, only there was something strange. Ah, kepo's starting to attack Litania.

"So you bought this house?" ask Litania.

"Yes, dong. If not how can I stay here?" Lita paused the word for a moment. He sat on the sofa crossing his legs. Seemed haughty and annoying at the same time. "Why? You don't believe I can have a husband to twist?"

Lita chuckled cynically, belittling Litania who had a face of disbelief. She feels victorious from the woman who has destroyed the friendship between herself, Tania and nia. "You think you're the only one who can get a rich husband. I'm also kali. I'm even luckier than you" he continued in an arrogant tone.

Hmh! What kind of words is that, so arrogant. He doesn't know my husband more than anyone. You show-off guy. His talent from childhood did not change at all. Still a bit of nyebelin. Litania is back. He sat on the couch without any welcome. Stylish graceful, he crosses also his legs with his chin raised. For whatever sake, he did not want to be intimidated by people anymore, especially Lita.

"I hope that our misunderstandings in the past don't continue. We are now neighbors. So we're supposed to get along, right?" lita.

Litania. If there is no child there. The swearing must come out loud from the lips. He was so excited to see Lita's hypocrisy.

"Okay, we're neighbors now. It's not good to hold a grudge," replied Litania while carving a forced smile.

"Yes. They're my kids." Staring at the little girl sitting next to Lita, Litania pretended not to know and asked, "And the boy is ready for you?"

"Oh, this." Lita clasped the left hand of the girl sitting next to her. "He's Mas Erik's son. Name's Livia. Come on Livia, same salim Auntie Litan. She's your mom."

The boy named Livia hesitantly approached Litania. Like depressed. The little girl did as she was told carefully.

"I'm Livia, Auntie," he said slowly and flatly. His eyes showed reluctance. Is it because of the loss of a mother or is there another incident? Ah ... Litania is suspicious of the Lita family.

"You're beautiful, really," replied Litania in pleasantries. Actually, he was amazed at the beauty of the little boy. It's just that the annoyance at Lita made the insincere speech praise. "Oh yes, know. These are Auntie's kids. This one is Dafan, next to it is Dafin." Litania's hand touched Dafan's shoulder and Dafin alternated. Smile was bursting, completing the charade in front of the innocent and innocent children.

The three boys just nodded. Between embarrassment and awkwardness the three shook hands in turn with a feeling that was certainly strange. The atmosphere is very different. Even though Lita and Litania were smiling, the three boys were still uncomfortable.

"Oh yeah, Livia, can Auntie ask for help? Can you get Auntie's kids to play? Auntie wants to talk to your mom. We haven't seen each other in a long time."

The six-year-old girl looked at Lita first. As if asking for answers.

"Bring it up, honey. Take them upstairs" Lita said. His smile returned with glasses that had slipped from his nose.

After the three boys disappeared. Lita and Litania live in the living room. Silent, silent, the gazes of both eyes implied a matchless hatred. It was as if there had been an invisible war between them.