The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 91 Could I Be With Him?

Alvian released Cleantha's hand and turned around.

The spotlight of her net was staring at Cleantha as if doubting what she heard.

"Clea, do you really love me? Don't you just feel sorry for seeing me. Or feel indebted to me? There's no way your feelings have changed that fast" asked Alvian in disbelief.

Cleantha felt both shame and regret. He should not talk about his feelings. But he did it to reduce the sadness that Alvian felt.

"Maybe you don't believe my words and think I'm too easily moved. I used to love Lord King, but that love tormented me. Every day I am overwhelmed with guilt. Especially if I see Ivyna, Sister Vira, also my father who sits in a wheelchair. I feel like I betrayed them all."

"Even though Sister Vira has done evil to me, she is still a hurt wife. And no matter how good I am, I am still the woman who took her husband. I don't want to live with this burden constantly for the rest of my life" Cleantha continued with teary eyes.

"Clea, don't say that. I understand your position" Alvian said, calming Cleantha down.

"For me love is not just a feeling or a physical affection. Feelings can fade and fade at any time. All I need is peace, peace, trust, and mutual respect. And it was you who always protected me, valued me as a woman, and was by my side when I was hurt" Cleantha sobbed.

"Clea, if that's your excuse, I can take it. But my brother is in the process of divorcing Zevira. If you refer to her, you will be her only wife. You are also pregnant with her child. Are you sure you'd rather be with me?" alvian asked looking into Cleantha's eyes deeply.

Cleantha nodded slowly.

"But may I know why you would accept me? The Lord King has already thrown me away for considering me a secondhand. I am single and have everything. I feel unworthy of you, Father" said Cleantha bowed sadly.

"Clea, I love you not for a reason. I really want to protect you and make you happy."

"Sister King has always been number one in every field. At school, in the family, among his friends and also in the company. He is the most superior, admired, and gets the best that no one else has. Therefore he cannot accept if someone else touches his," explained Alvian.

"While I'm only number two. I'm used to being second after my brother. In the eyes of my father, my mother, and everyone. Even as a child, I gladly received a toy or shirt that was once worn by Brother King. Maybe this has been my fate, not least in terms of love. But I don't mind, because I want it myself."

Alvian's sincere words made Cleantha even more touched.

What happened to Alvian was similar to what he had experienced since childhood. He was the second child not considered in the family. Distinct from Keyla, her sister. Perhaps it was this similarity of fate that brought him together with Alvian. Although their relationship must begin with a painful tragedy, it has not even been resolved until now.

"From now on we're talking here. Actually my stomach is hungry, can I taste your cooking?"

"May, sir, I've prepared it at the dinner table," Cleantha answered wiping away her tears.

"From now on don't call me "Sir" because I feel so old. If we're alone together, call me "Alvian" or "Al". And don't speak formal language."

"Yes, sir," Cleantha answered feeling unaccustomed to calling Alvian by name.

Cleantha looked worriedly as Alvian stuffed the fried noodles into her mouth. For him the food was delicious, but not necessarily the same thing felt by Alvian.

"Not good, huh?" cleantha asked feeling inferior.

"I've long missed home cooking. So I think your cooking is really good. I would be very happy if every time I go home from work there is a beautiful woman who prepares food for me," continued Alvian looks to enjoy the cuisine.

Cleantha was happy to see Alvian smiling again. Actually Cleantha wanted to ask what kind of problem Alvian was facing. But he canceled his intention because he did not want to damage Alvian's mood that had improved. He would wait for the right time to ask directly.

"Clea, tomorrow I'll only work half a day until lunch. I want to rest to calm down. Would you like to accompany me to the movie after work?" ask Alvian.

"Watching movies? Does this mean Mr Alvian asked me out?"

cleantha thought she was agitated.

He has never dated a man. Although he was married to the King, but rarely did he do romantic activities like lovers who love each other.

"Once again you daydream as I invite you to talk. Don't you like watching movies?" tanya Alvian observed Cleantha.

"Like, sir, I mean Al," replied Cleantha stammered.

"If you're more comfortable calling me "Sir" I won't force you. What movie do you like? Women usually love drama movies," said Alvian holding back her smile at Cleantha's adorable expression.

"As for you Father. I love any movie except horror movies. Because I'm most afraid of ghosts."

"Then I'll pick you up at five o'clock tomorrow. Go home on time and don't make me wait. Consider this an order from me as your superior."

"Yes, Sir. I won't be late" Cleantha replied as she cleared the dinner table.

"Sleep, Clea. It's already night. Let me do the dishes."

"Why do you want to wash the dishes?" cleantha asked widened her eyes. He could not believe that a Young Master like Alvian would do household chores.

"Why? Don't underestimate my abilities. I used to live independently abroad. Things like this aren't hard for me. Now take a break" Alvian assured Cleantha.

"Good night, sir," said Cleantha, leaving the kitchen.

Before heading to her room, Cleantha turned her head once more. She was thrilled to see everything Alvian had done for her.

If only the time wheel could be rewound, he hoped they could meet earlier when he was not married. Not in the circumstances that he is now, where he is already pregnant with a baby.

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Mrs. Marina woke up early. He couldn't wait to contact his trusted informant. The goal is only one, tracking Cleantha's whereabouts. He had to immediately keep Cleantha away from Alvian. If it was too late just a little, then the future of his son would fall apart.

"Good morning, Mr. Leonard. Have you received the photo I sent you with Cleantha's personal data?" ask Ny. The marina.

"Here you go, madam" replied Mr. Leonard.

"good. Please follow the girl all day. Starting from the morning he left for the Adhiyaksa Group office until he returned home. Report all his activities to me. But beware, Mr. Leon, lest my son see you. And most importantly get the address of where he lives."

"Good, Mistress. I'll report the results to you immediately" replied Mr. Leonard.

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