The Seed of the Ex!

Chapter 22 - DNA Test results

Trisya sighed deeply, "if that's what you want, then fine." Trisya grabbed the edge of the shirt she was wearing, concentrating her anger and helplessness there. Maintaining a marriage was more difficult than she had imagined.

"You can stay in this apartment, I'm buying this on your behalf, consider it my compensation."

"No, I'm going back to my parents' house, thanks for the compassion you gave me, but I refused!" Frank... Trisya put the spoon violently, the hunger that had originally fallen on his stomach, now flying somewhere.

"Is there nothing else you want to talk about?" trisya asked still in the back position Bryant, two years married not once they met face to face, not Trisya who avoided but Bryant.

"none. Emh, don't you want to say something?" back to asking.

"No, there's nothing more we need to talk about, I'm sorry!" Trisya passed by leaving the pot still filled with Instant noodles, she clasped her chest which felt tight.

Tears broke instantly from both corners of her eyes, without waiting for Trisya to pack all her belongings into a suitcase. He doesn't want to stay where he doesn't want to.

'*My relationship with Bryant is over.'

of* flashback*.

"Ck, doesn't she remember, she herself wanted a divorce from me. But look at him now, like I left him, you bitch!" groused Trisya with her hands folded on her chest.

He heads to Zalia's room to see if the little girl is really fast asleep or not. Trisya smiled softly and closed the door again then passed.

One week went by, Trisya's regular days as usual, as well as Bryant, he always monitored Trisya's activities like a stalker.

'Hello sir, there's good news!' Marc's voice was heard in the Bluetooth earphones that Bryant was wearing.

"What good news? Say it!" Urged Bryant impatiently, he drove his car following the Taxi Trisya was riding with a distance of several meters.

'Mistress, it looks like it's yours, DNA test results show 99% of you are father and son.' Marc's words made Bryant feel really happy, he smiled brightly.

"Ok Marc, bring the results of the DNA test I want to see it in person."

'Okay sir, see you at the office.'

Bryant ended his phone call, his lips incessantly smiling, "I guessed Zalia was my daughter, but my gut was never wrong.

Geck...Geck...

The sound of knocking on the door did not distract Bryant, he was busy reviewing the files that were stacked on the table.

"Lake in!" Said without looking.

A piece of paper thrust towards him, Bryan stopped his activities and looked up, it turns out that the one who came was Marc. Bryant immediately grabbed the paper which turned out to be the results of a DNA test.

Bryant smiled again, "are you happy?!" ask Marc.

"You're kidding, of course I'm happy!" Bryant replied enthusiastically, "knowing the fact that I already have children, makes me more excited, what else my daughter is so beautiful and smart, how I'm not happy, Trisya takes good care of our daughter."

"When are you going to tell the Madam about your son?"

Bryant was silent, he let out a heavy sigh, "be it Marc, wait for the right moment. For the time being pretend to know nothing, we approach Trisya slowly, I want her to accept me not only because I am the father of her daughter, but because I am the man she loves."

"All right, it's up to you."

"You're my most trusted assistant Marc can trust, find a partner!" ledek Bryant's.

Marc corrected his glasses and threw another glance, "I never thought that way, sir, for me life itself is much better, where I don't need to share a bed with others, I don't like to share a tablespoon with anyone either."

"God, this cleanliness nut is second to none" Bryant chuckled amusedly at Marc's words.

Yes, Marc is a cleanliness crazy person, even he always uses a hand sanitaizer after holding objects that are held by others, whether this can be called abnormalities or what, obviously that's how he is. When eating at a restaurant he would bring spoons and forks from home, it was really strange, no, but all that was familiar to Bryant who was with him every time.

"Have you ever kissed?" Marc looked up at the question coming from Bryant's lips.

"People like you who kiss, even share a spoon with others you never do, what else share spit," Marc frowned in disgust with Bryant's speech. But that actually makes Bryant increasingly want to mocked the 28-year-old man.

"Of find a girlfriend and try kissing, it's so much fun."

Marc downed his Saliva, shaking his head slowly throwing out all the strange shadows that had appeared in his head.