The Trap My Stepmother

CHAPTER 37 Should Be Me

Lewis Jansen Apartment

Lewis massaged the base of his nose, because it had been an hour Alana did not receive a phone call, was very longing, her heart was restless.

Nor did he return home, all for the sake of assuring that his crazy tantalizing plan was proceeding smoothly.

“Where are you Al?” it felt so strange, from the afternoon Alana disappeared. It is impossible to stay in the office, because the night is getting late and cold.

Lewis's heart was further crushed because the head of service at Jansen's residence could not be reached. Suddenly everyone disappeared including Alvaro. The personal assistant to the President Director that Lewis hated.

Still faithfully awake until the early hours of the morning, the unsettled Lewis is forced to return home. He glanced at Alana's car not yet in the garage, then rushed into the room, empty. There's only James' wheelchair in it.

“Not usually Alana like this.” Lewis Mumbled. Then contact Liam, interrupting his personal assistant's downtime.

“Liam? Find out where my stepmother is. He hasn't come home yet. Get all the information in 15 minutes.” Lewis' orders were at one in the morning.

Fatigue hit the body, Lewis chose to lay down in his room, he continued to wait for news from Liam while looking at the beautiful face of Alana as a mobile phone background.

Fifteen minutes later Lewis opened the message sent by Liam, his eyes wide open. Without further ado immediately snatched the jacket and car keys.

Towards the Pattinson residence.

“Why he didn't tell. Things like this are very important. Argh Alana forgive me for being late.” Furious Lewis becomes a stupid man who knows nothing about his woman.

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Arriving at the Pattinson residence, this house looks gloomy because the owner died. Mr. Pattinson took his last breath this afternoon, already buried in the afternoon. And Lewis left an important moment, because he was very busy at the advertising company.

Worse yet no one gave him any news, including Alana.

Lewis went into the second-story house, his eyes glaring at the heart in his father's arms, James Jansen.  The old man forced his way out of the hospital to attend the funeral in-laws.

Lewis's hand clenched, Alana crying on another man's chest, not her. The feet are getting heavier, not the power to witness the closeness of the husband and wife in front of him.

Ahem

James looked around but not with Alana.

“ You came Lew? Your grandfather passed away. You must have just found out, sorry .. I forgot to report.” James' voice was so weak and faltered.

“Ck grandpa? The late Mr. Pattinson is better suited to be my in-law.” Inner Lewis, though she was eager to marry Alana in the presence of Mr. Pattinson.

Hearing the name of the beloved heart is called. Alana let go of her embrace, her eyes staring at Lewis scarred.

It was in vain that his efforts had all this time survived in the Jansen Family. When something is fought for finally give up.

Alana's gaze implies once that she needs Lewis to come faster and embrace her, giving comfort and strength.

“Alana.” Lewis in his heart.

“Lewis.” Inner Alana.

The two stayed silent for a long time, just looking at each other.

Honestly, Lewis' heart ached. It hurts so much, he can't do what he's supposed to want.

Look around, lots of guests. She is also unlikely to reveal her relationship so soon, at a time when Alana was still a connecting mother.

Once again, a rock hit his face. Heat, hurt, sore and helpless. James wiped the clear feather from Alana's cheek.

“Alana, you don't cry, your future is long. There are two sisters you have to take care of and protect.” Imbuh James cupped Alana's cheek, giving strength. Then hugged his wife.

James whispered softly, “Consider me as your father. I am Alana too, for me, you are my daughter, his sister Lewis. Don't hesitate when you need help.” James' words were not at all soothing.

“Iya Sir. Thank you.” Alana's great-grandson.

Tails of eyes glanced at Lewis who was just standing still, really Alana wanted to hug the man. Shedding all her pain and pain.

“I'm so sorry.” The words of James Jansen's son were so stiff. “Daddy, is your condition good? Out of the hospital.” Lewis was curious how this old man could easily get out without a doctor's supervision.

“Ah do you want me in the hospital while my wife is in mourning? My condition is good enough, tomorrow I can go home.” James's answer that Lewis did not want to hear. But deep down, he is happy and happy because James is back to health even if not completely.

“You better rest Dad, recover your energy.” Lewis' idea was to indirectly drive his father away from Alana.

“Ah yes you are right, Alana let's take a break. Your body also needs sleep, do not hurt.” James smiled at.

Alana mangosteen, obedient. Pushing a wheelchair with an infusion buffer on its side. The couple entered Alana's room.

“WHAT? I mean he's the one who's resting and leaving, not my woman. Alana ..” Lewis upset himself.

He received guests until five in the morning, being a good host. Can't make trouble, surely the woman is disappointed.

For the sake of Alana, this time Lewis patience is quite broad although always staring towards the second floor.

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Hotel

Patricia wakes up in a crumbling body due to her play all night with a driver. He could only cry and surrender, unable to resist.

“This is all because of Mommy. I didn't sleep with Lewis, but a countryman and a cheesy. Argh .. I hate it. The world is unfair.” Patricia screamed, her cry filled the room until the young man sleeping beside her opened his eyes.

“Nona?” jumped startled. The man named Pandu looked around, he gulped roughly. Moreover, the appearance of t-3l-4-nj@-9, only covered with a thick blanket white.

“You're br3n9-s-3k, you're s1@-l4n. This is what I'm going to throw at Mommy. I make sure your life suffers from poor lowly driver.” All the maki poisons came out of Patricia's lips.

Now he cannot wake up. Pandu's power overpowered him last night overwhelmed him, plus this was his first time. Pain in the core of the girl who lost her crown.

“M-sorry Miss. I ...” not finished Pandu says the sentence. Patricia's hand first grabbed the cheek.

PLAQUES

“Step away from me, and don't come home again, go far away!” Patricia ruffled her hair, her life ruined by her own mother. He should not have adhered to Debby's rotten plan, it would have been better to tease Lewis in his own way.

Pandu holding hot cheeks. It might leave his boss' cousin. What if the seed he planted grows and develops?

Pandu obeyed all Debby's orders, because she needed money for her sister's medical expenses. Where it may be refused, his salary as a driver is only enough for daily needs as well as the cost of a home contract.

“I can't.” Pandu replied quite firmly, even though he was afraid, of course Debby Jansen would not stay silent.

TB

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