Village Girl For Ceo

Chapter 102

The old woman who became Dwinda's mother was not accepting that Ellad was the husband of her child, she now pointed at the exit of her room," quickly you leave here, I don't need your nonsense. my son cannot marry an old man like you. And how could he possibly destroy your family."

Ellad smiled at the old woman who told her to get out of the room. He looked angry, his face showed real anger.

His feelings sometimes change, because of his depressive illness, can not be treated.

"Okay, I'll get out of your room. It's just, I'm just conveying the truth in my speech."

Ellad began to walk away from the old woman, not caring about the anger and also the distrust of the mother who had given birth to Dwinda.

Eagerly as a CEO, Ellad walked in with a model-like appearance. Although at an old age, Ellad looks handsome, he still looks fresh and fit, even though his hair is all whitened.

Ellad runs her car engine, she rushes away to do her job immediately in the office, "it's really fun."

A sly smile etched from the CEO's face, Ellad never expected, if the relationship between child and mother is not so good.

Dreet ....

The phone rang, Ellad began! pick up a phone call from the police station.

He was surprised that the police called him. Something happened to Dwinda.

"Hello."

"Hello, excuse me Mr. Ellad. I'm from the police to tell you about your wife's condition?"

Ellad frowned while driving her car, there was a sense of wonder, hearing the tone of the police talk to her." What's up?"

"I'm expecting your arrival to the police station right now, because there's a problem with your wife!" replied Mr. Police, sounding so serious to Ellad's ears.

The white-haired old man now plugged his car gas to reach the police station.

"What did Dwinda do, until the polydies told me to come."

It didn't take so long to get to the police station, the white-haired man had already stopped his car in front of the police gate.

Seen once his arrival was welcomed so well, Ellad walked slowly he began to enter the office.

The police started telling him to sit down, telling him about his wife's outrageous behavior.

"What did my wife do, until you called me here?" the passing question made the policemen stare at each other.

Ellad was sitting with a serious face huh, he rarely showed hospitality to others.

"We told you to come here, just to let you know that a prisoner named Dwinda committed an act of murder."

Deg ....

Hearing that certainly makes the CEO surprised, there is still an unexpected feeling in him that the wife had the heart to commit murder for the first time in prison.

"Why can? Isn't it very tight in this prison, with the police guards? Why would you be so careless?" Ellad didn't turn on his wife right away, there must be a reason. Why did the brown-eye-balled woman commit murder.

"Are there any witnesses or evidence of the murder!?" Ellad asked the police in front of him.

Hearing the explanation told by the police made Ellad convinced.

"Then, what are you going to do. Torture him, or sentence him to life in prison?"

Ellad's question, made the cops swallow. Ellad looked so violent, he was no longer concerned about his beautiful wife like a model princess.

Ellad didn't give his wife a chance to defend herself. Ellad really made Dwinda fall into her own plans, crushed by her selfishness.

Curiosity now enveloped Ellad's heart, he was curious about his wife who had not been seen for a day. Want to see what his current situation is like?

Ask the police to bring him together in less than half an hour.

The police raise their heads, they are now beginning to bring Dwinda's resilience, to face Ellad.

Dwinda with her innocent face, smiled slightly in front of her husband. He began to sit down, with a sly smile.

"Mm, just one day you are in prison, already making trouble. You killed your fellow prisoner, aren't you afraid of the punishment that's going to increase?"

Ellad's question made the woman who owned the brown eyeball, holding back the anger. She seemed lost in her indulgence, the woman who always showed. His soft side has now become a villain so violent.

Ellad clasped her hands together on the table, looking into his wife's eyes with a smile, "why are you silent when I ask. Is there something wrong with me?" Ellad's fight, now that the woman is hitting the table, the police, shocked by Dwinda, begin to approach.

However, Ellad stopped the police from getting close to him.

"I'm not fucking you."

Dwinda began to display her true nature, yes remember once grabbed the hair and also hurt the husband, so that the old man who she considered as her husband died instantly.

"Oh, yeah. I went to your mother and talked to your mother" Ellad said. The anger that had been overflowing now subsided.

"You met my mother?" asked Dwinda, still not believing her husband's words.

"Yes, why. He's friendly, kind and a little sane, isn't he?" Hearing Ellad's question made Dwinda realize everything, indeed the mother had a mental disorder, after the departure of her father.

Dwinda had not seen her own mother for a long time, she felt indifferent and indifferent to the old woman.

Because every time his mother saw Dwinda's face the old woman immediately roared and hit her own child's face.

Therefore, Dwinda no longer want to see his own mother, for the health of the mother he tried to stay away and did not care about the old woman.

The two matado Dwinda glazed over, Iya could no longer resist the yearning for the mother, because her heart was so dear.

Making himself have to swallow the pain, Ellad saw the change of his wife's face, there was disappointment in the corner of the wife's eyes.

What more regret," why are you silent, oh yes. Now that your mother's condition is fine, it's a coincidence that you almost recovered 100%."

Dwinda wasted such a good Ellad just out of revenge.

When all is destiny, there is nothing to be sorry about. All must be able to accept events that have hurt the heart and cannot be repeated.

"Why are you that decade chatting with my mother, what is your purpose now," snapped Dwinda, hitting back the table.