The Mom For ARCHIE

36. Archie Needs You

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"What does your husband mean?" Ask Mrs Nita.

Risha and Anita are now sitting at the bedside in Lady Anita's room.

Risha lowered her head, her hands looking at something to answer her mother's question.

"Mom, don't think about Shean.." Risha looked up at her mother's face.

"You love Shean?"

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Risha's face changed instantly. When asked about love, the answer is very difficult. His status as a wife is only as a Figuran, then deserve himself to have Love for Shean?

Shean had even blatantly eroded the distance of the speech. If recognized About Her Feelings, Believe me, Women are easy to fall in love.

"Why did you marry her, son, if you didn't love each other?" Ask Mrs Nita.

*Should I be honest, ma'am? I did all this for Mom...* Risha asked inwardly.

If only the middle-aged woman had not been sick, her life might have been as normal as it used to be. If they hadn't gone to Victoria, she might not have met Shean. Wish? Wish? and if? It's all fate, Risha can't fight it.

"Mom... Trust me, your daughter is happy with this marriage!" Risha said as sincere as her heart.

Because of this Forced Marriage, her mother was cured. Because of this Marriage, a Son abandoned by his mother now has a mother. And Because of this Marriage, He was reunited with Shean, the man who made him fall half dead, but injured him half-heartedly. Risha hates admitting to loving Shean.

Nita's mother took a slow breath and threw it away.

"Mom always wishes the best for the children of mothers. I'm just hoping, you can be happy with all your decisions, son..Even though I know, now you're hiding something about your marriage!"

"One day you will find out." added Mrs Nita.

Risha instantly spat out the clumsiness of the Woman who had already fought between life and death for her. For the woman, Risha does everything, including sacrificing her future.

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Upon entering her room, the first look Risha saw was her husband. Shean sat on the bed with his legs dangling down, At first glance the man glanced at the door when he heard the sound of the door handle being pushed.

Shean was silent and did not say hello to his wife. The man was apparently still upset by Genesis a few hours ago. Pissed off? It should have been Risha who was upset, because Shean had already cursed and snapped at her. But it was all unintentional. Where might Risha want to harm her Son, if you want, maybe already from yesterday. His time with Archie was 24 hours non-stop, and unattended.

Risha walks to the bed to check on her sleeping son with her scarred hand. But when she was about to touch the Little Hand, Shean immediately forbade her with a thunderous voice.

"Don't Touch My Son!" Shean's Flickering with His Harsh Voice. The black netra as sharp as its eagle instantly unsheathed a sword that was ready to come off on target.

Risha was shocked to hear that. My son? What has he meant all this time? Babysitter Archie? Baby Sitter Archie's? Or aides?

Risha's eyes immediately heated up hearing that.

"Shean, Archie too, my son..." The Voice of Risha.

"Two years! If you forget! That's not it, Archie's not your son!" Firmly Shean, his words instantly pierced through Risha's heart. Risha remembered why it had to be explained.

Risha's tongue was too faint to answer. It felt like his heart was not strong to bear the burden he lived. Shean's words hurt her heart. Even if it's all reality.

Without thinking much, Risha immediately passed out of the room. Leaving behind the man who broke his heart.

Why Should Shean? Why must Shean take his heart. Why Hearing those painful words, his heart was weak. That's not the first sentence I heard, but why this time it felt different.

Risha sat on the bench staring up at the increasingly overcast sky, supporting her mood that was not okay.

Why do I need to know you Shean? Was I wrong, expecting you too high Shean? Why must you be the one who is written in my fear? Why?...

Risha felt her body start to get wet, along with her tears that shed at that time as well. Rain began to pour down his body, hiding his flowing tears accompanying his current Fragility.

"Why are you Shean? I hate you!" Shouted Risha vanishing All her anger. No matter who heard it or not, because surely the sound of the rain was getting louder, muffling the Voice of his screams. The sky seemed to understand his mood.

20 Minutes, Risha was still sitting enjoying the cold rain that kept flushing her body. No matter the body that has been whitened pale due to not strong Feel the Cold Water that tastes Like Ice Stone. His body, which was only wearing a knee-length dres with his left right belt and exposed arms, made the rainwater freely touch his skin.

Up to a few minutes, the rain is getting heavier down to the earth, but why is it no longer felt in his head. Why does the rain stop flushing.

Out of curiosity, Risha looked up to see what was happening. Worth the water not to his body. Wait a minute, whose umbrella is that?

Risha turned her head to her side, her eyes instantly met with black eyeballs whose owner had already broken her heart.

Shean looked at Risha sharply.

"It's crazy, huh?" His touch.

Risha rubbed the remaining water droplets on her face using her palm.

"If I'm crazy, why?"

Shean stared lazily, and pulled one of his wife's already cold hands.

"Let's go in!" Declared.

But Risha immediately shook it off. Risha was still disappointed with Shean, The man's words pierced the coil of his heart.

"Archie needs you!" Shean's voice was loud because otherwise it wouldn't have been heard as a result of the heavy rain.

Risha smiled mockingly. Archie needs you! Archie's not his son, so why should he care?

"You're the One who takes care of it! He's your son, not my son!" Shouted Risha so Shean could hear it.

Risha rebelled and released her hand from Shean's grip. But the man even further tightened his Clove to make His Hand Feel Pain.

Shean immediately pulled that hand and brought it into the back door. Afraid that her mother-in-law would see them raining.

"Take off, Shean!" Risha said after they entered the room.

Shean took his wife into the bathroom which was not as big as the bathroom. Pushing his wife down the Shower Tap, and instantly livening her up to the right Temperature to warm the already cold, pale white body shivering.

"Sheen..." Risha protested when she felt the flow of water that was cold outside now instead of warm.

Risha rubbed her face many times as the water flowed down her face. His body was limp was no longer able to rebel and defeat Shean's energy.

His eyes had turned red even his nails had turned bone white. Risha further tightened her embrace, eliminating the cold that still infiltrated her.

Shean was still watching his cold wife. Risha even rubs her palms to warm her body, even though the shower is lit.

"Cold?" Ask Shean.

Risha just nodded slowly.

I never thought Shean would ask that.

Shean took off his shirt and his trousers. All that remains are shorts. The man approached his wife and immediately held Risha into his arms.

Risha was surprised. The woman berusha let go, but shean actually closer Erat under the warm water that comes from the Shower deri.

Shean turned off the Water Scroll and pushed his wife against the bathroom wall. His hands rested on the Side of Risha's Head and cornered the Woman until there was no escape.

Risha held the chest of that perfectly exposed field with her Palms. Holding Shean's body closer.

Without ba bi bu, the man immediately gave the warm spirit a touch of lips. His tongue instantly barged in obscuring every inch of his perceived decapitation. Risha Reflek wrapped her hands around Shean's neck and replied to a heady kiss that was able to warm her body a little.

Shean's right hand went down pulling the two straps by his wife's waist in turn. Then the other one fingered behind the back and lowered the zipper on the back of the dres. So memorized, because he bought it. The wet dres started to slump down.

"Shh...Shean" Risha whispered with a Hoarse Voice when the Man's hand was M*r*m*s one of the proofs of his passion.

"I want to warm you up, baby..." Lirih Shean is right in her ears.

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