[Two] Strategies to Seize People's Wives

[Two] Strategies to Seize People's Wives
Suspicion of Mark


Freya takes her son to school first. The woman smiled sweetly, Marcel stared fixedly at his mother's bruised face, which was beaten by his father last night.


"Still sick?" Marcel touched his mother's cheek slowly. Freya shook her head casually. His body was used to getting wounds from Ozan.


Yesterday's punch was still relatively normal, because Freya beat Ozan first.


"You're fine, you don't have to worry about Mom. You how? Still sore?" Freya stroked her son's lips with a small tear on the corner of his lips.


Marcel shook his head. She smiled sweetly, but Freya knew that Marcel's smile was just a mask so she wouldn't worry.


"Men can cry too, men can be weak, men can complain too, men can fail. Because men are human too! Tears belong not only to women, but to all God's creatures!" Freya spoke in a gentle tone making Marcel's eyes glazed over.


The little boy hugged his mother tightly. She cried as she pleased, her father's cruelty to her mother had crossed the line. Marcel was a kid, he didn't really understand adult relationships.


"Mama don't be naughty anymore, let papa not hit mama," said Marcel innocently making Freya smile bitterly.


The child is still too pure and innocent. He doesn't understand adult relationships. Marcel often saw Freya being tortured by her father.


What about Marcel? Did Ozan torture him too?


Answer's no. Yesterday was the second time Ozan played rough on Marcel, as the boy continued to whine at him, whereas Ozan had just come home from work and consumed alcohol.


His mind is not sane.


Marcel was his victim.


"Yes, dear .. but, you have to promise me the same mama. Don't get close to papa, okay!" pinta Freya gently made Marcel nod his head.


After a light chat. Marcel got out of the car. He waved his hand at his mother. Freya smiled sweetly.


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All eyes looked at Freya who had just arrived at the company. Many women who shut their mouths in disbelief, they shuddered in horror at Freya's face full of bruises.


"What's wrong with her?"


"Why is his face so awful?"


Freya's friends from the finance division immediately ban Freya's hands. He looked at Freya's face with worried eyes.


"What's going on, Frey? Why is your face so battered?" rosalina asked with a trembling voice.


Freya smiled sweetly as if she was fine.


"Aaa... Last night I was scuttered, Ros. When I fought back, they beat me up and after taking my bag they ran away. Fortunately, there was only cash in the bag that I pulled from the ATM, no important stuff!" freya's lies tell it as if it's true.


"Other times be careful, if you go out at night don't be alone," Rosalina's advice made Freya nod her head.


"Sip! Yes, I went to my room first. Afraid of being late." Freya waved her hand then rushed into the elevator.


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Mark massaged his forehead, lately he was too much work, so his sleep reduced. But what can I do. Many heads of families depend on him.


"Haiss .. who says rich people are good, don't have to work hard! Embrace his father!" mark was upset. The man who has patience Setipis Tisu in for five is always nagging when he is tired.


The door of the room was knocked by someone.


"Lake in!" tell Mark flat.


The door of the room opens showing Freya coming in carrying coffee for Mark.


Deggs.


Mark's heart barely escaped when he saw Freya's face battered.


"The coffee, sir," said Freya softly as she placed the coffee cup on the table.


"Who did this to you?" mark asked coldly making Freya smile a little.


"I was scuttletted overnight, sir. This is the thug," Freya's lies don't make Mark believe.


"Oh yeah? Then, what's the scar from the cigarette butts in your kejerang also the thug?" mark asked cynically to make Freya surprised and silent.


Checkmate.


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