When a Neglected Wife Moves

Lousy.

It's the seventh day Brandon to and fro looking for the whereabouts of the wife to forget to eat forget to take a bath. Sesal continues to accompany the footsteps of the feet.

Some of Anson's henchmen also went with him to speed up the search. Brandon also borrowed the services of hackers from his father's people. All the CCTV in Brandon's town was hacked.

The last time Jelita's face was seen was in CCTV footage in a minimarket. Then after that is gone no longer appear in all other CCTV.

Why is it like that? Of course, because at that time Dylan was present at the right time but deliberately snatched the woman in a location that did not have CCTV.

Dylan already knows better how systems that operate like ghosts rule the era of globalization, he believes every major company must have the best hackers, including GG group Dwi Pangga. But apparently, Anson's hackers have not been able to penetrate the blanket that Dylan used to hide Jelita's whereabouts.

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This afternoon also Brandon returned to his private home, it had been days that the man did not come home because he had to find his wife, he continued to stay at the hotel or occasionally at his father's house.

The rarity swung towards the main entrance of his residence and a woman immediately greeted him with an anxious look "Mas, how is Jeje mas?" Ask the woman.

Carrying Brandon's hard jaw past Shasha's body, indifferent "Mas, I nanya, how is Jeje? Then why haven't you been home all this time?" Shasha accompanied her lover's footsteps.

Arriving in the living room Brandon stopped his steps and then turned to Shasha, the man's angry gaze was too gripping.

"This open is what you want? My son died and my Jeje left too! Not so Sha!" His murmur.

"Of course not!" Elak Shasha's.

"Bulcyait!" Brandon said loudly. In the corner of the place Mina gasped in shock at their quarrel.

"Then why are you complaining about Jeje's friendship with Dylan to Mami huh? Why are you showing evidence of Dylan's messages? What is your purpose other than wanting Jeje and my baby to go, huh!" The touch of Brandon glared.

If Shasha hadn't been pumping Emma, no one would have forced Jelita to DNA test, then Jelita would never have been disappointed to leave her, Brandon thought.

"Mas, i...."

"Congratulations Sha! Papi knows everything now!" Cut Brandon.

"And Papi told me to choose, between chasing you, or looking for my Jeje again." Further.

The frown on Shasha's face is now "Surely you will choose me right?" Indict her.

"Well, of course!" Sela Brandon with her arms outstretched.

"But are you willing to be with me, while I am no longer the heir to my father's throne? All the facilities that Papi gave her will be unplugged when I choose you Shasha! Are you still willing to be with me hmm?" Added.

"What Mas?" Shasha glared as if she did not accept the situation "Actually the son of Om Anson Jeje what are you Mas? Why would that be?" Her beaver.

"I've often said, Jelita Papi's favorite daughter, nothing can make Papi believe other than my Jeje." Brandon's tone gradually shrank when he remembered the wife leaving him.

"There's no time to argue about it, Sha! Now, I have to find my Jeje, only then will I think about where our relationship is going!" Brandon Disconnect.

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In Surabaya.

The sound of a step from Dylan's derby shoes was heard in the ears of this beautiful woman. Jelita's suture had gradually improved, the best treatment Dylan had given her. Even the breast milk has subsided a little because of the influence of drugs that doctors prescribe.

This week, during the night Dylan kept flipping back and forth to the apartment Jelita was staying in to monitor the development of the condition of the beautiful woman.

"Dylan, ..." Call Jelita turn to the man.

"Hmm?" Dylan stood by Jelita's side, staring at the passing of the cars down there from behind the large glass window.

"I, ..." Jelita hesitated a little to express her point, then went silent after that.

Realizing that Dylan turned his head then looked at Jelita full of questions "Hmm? What's?"

"I, need skincare Dyl, my skin already needs nutrition, you can lend me your money first, later after I go home, I change, at this time I have not dared to use my ATM, I have not yet, I'm afraid Brandon knows where I am." Reveal it.

Dylan smiled obliquely "So, are you insulting me?" Ask.

"Dignores?" Ceplos Jelita.

"I'm too rich Jelita, everything I gave you doesn't need to be changed anymore." Call Dylan "Whatever you need just order!"

"But all this time, I've been a lot of trouble for you, Dyl." Jelita's tone gradually softly lowered her head "I know I'm a woman who has no talent whatsoever other than dressing up and taking care of my body." Further.

"I'm just a weak woman who always hangs under someone's armpits, I'm not even shy about asking for protection from my neighbors, I suck." His dream is to curse himself.

"I like it Jelita." Dylan gave a sweet smile, a hint of sincerity reflected on his handsome face.

"Hmm?" Jelita looked up at him in a clatter.

"Well, continue to be as weak as I am today, so that I may have a reason to protect you." Dylan.

Jelita was filled to hear every word that broke from the man's mouth. It was only this first time that Jelita had a relationship with a man other than Brandon.

Brandon always bothered him even to be friends with fellow women only Jelita not allowed. Perhaps that was one of the reasons Jelita continued to survive on Brandon's side despite having to taste a painful taste.

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