When a Neglected Wife Moves

Otter

"You! Why are you here?" Mirea shrieked loudly as she saw that handsome, dashing figure enter her classic house.

Galang, Tristan and Jelita frowned staring in the same direction that was Mirea.

"Mom why?" Ask Jelita.

"Why did you bring this man home, Jeje?" Mirea glared at her daughter while pointing at Dylan's face furiously.

Dylan just kept quiet and didn't say a word. Baffled.

"This isn't it your next-door neighbor Emma's talking about, huh? So you're really cheating? So this is why you're accusing your husband?" The accusation is hard.

Dylan's silence isn't anything he's just confused about how to behave? Is it worth it to dismiss the accusation? In fact, he did do that.

"Well, it's not like, ..." Jelita is not finished yet but Mirea is already windy.

"Go!" Get rid of Mirea to Dylan.

"But, Aunt." Dylan started to want to talk but again Mirea did not care about it.

"So you want to propose to Jeje? You're not, the next-door neighbor who's in the gunjing is all E'den's neighbors? You've ruined my daughter's relationship with my best daughter-in-law! Just go! Get the fuck out of here! Don't expect you to marry my daughter!" Mirea continued to push Dylan's chest field out of the house.

Never once dreamed of marrying his daughter to the man who was the main reason for the separation of Jelita and Brandon, little did Mirea hear the whispers of the neighbors when the arisan with the mothers of the sheepong.

"Tante, can I explain everything, this is all just a misunderstanding, Jeje is not cheating, it's him in the cell, ..."

BRACKET!

Mirea closed the main door of her house, unwilling to hear an explanation from Dylan. The sound of a bang was still heard but Mirea did not give permission to everyone.

"No one opens the door for the man who takes the man's wife!" Firmly Mirea looked around looking at her three silent children with her thoughts each.

"You're Jeje too!" Mirea pointed at her daughter's face furiously "You're still just widowed, not yet worthy to bring another man home to this house! How will people look at you, huh?" Her beaver.

"Lake in!" Mirea hard touch.

"Hiks, ..." While sobbing Jelita ran towards her room. Just now that he was about to start a new life, why was the shadow of trouble then still an obstacle?

Galang and Tristan just silently stared at the anger of his mother, they themselves really do not know who Dylan, not even once saw the face of the man before.

"Fuck!" Mirea goes long in search of her husband, wanting to tell him that the man she just gave her a chance to is a next-door neighbor who is the cause of her daughter's disconnection from her daughter-in-law.

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Outside Dylan was already getting frustrated, it seemed that no matter how often he banged on the high door, the owner would never allow himself to enter.

Dylan knew, it was also his fault that he too aggressively approached his neighbor's wife, though his goal of making Jelita happy was neglected.

In the end, Dylan came home disappointed. Let this day be closed with a pensive anger.

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However, not with this one ruler, Edbert seemed to clench his hands hearing his son was treated like garbage by the Jelita family.

Who's Marseille? Dare to expel, not even accept the proposal of the only son of his puppet. If you want now Edbert can buy all the assets owned by Marseille.

"Tomorrow early in the morning! We're going to my future daughter-in-law's house! You are ready for all the evidence of the affair of Anson Dwi Pangga's son. Let them know the rot that Jelita has been covering up all this time!" Edbert told the man next to him.

"Okay, sir, it's easy, because everything was recorded on the CCTV that the young master installed hidden in Miss Jelita's ex-husband's house."

Edbert smiled demonically, apparently after a long time competing externally this time he had a chance to compete internally with the owner of the famous name Anson Dwi Pangga.

... ⁇ ️..... Seriate..... ⁇ ️...

...Sorry short, God willing up again, ......