Bad Husband Mask Fake
Chapter 45. The Real Red Flag

"Invitation?" Claudia sighed harshly. It was impossible for his uncle to attack or humiliate him in public. But what about Michael?

"What is this passion-enhancing drug plan? Nah! Maybe they'll humiliate Michael by accusing him of being a thief. What if they send another woman to tease her of divorce!? This is my beloved husband! My dear husband is too innocent! How do they think of being able to tease him!" That's the thing that's in Claudia's brain right now.

"I'll go alone. A secret from my husband. What if there was a beautiful woman who tempted him to divorce me? My husband can't be present!" A resolve from Claudia.

"It's pathetic..." Fransiska murmured, considering how her tasteful master now looks jealous, overprotective to a sea lion-like creature.

*

A smile spread across her face as a courier brought her an invitation. Sighing violently imagined how she would come along with Claudia.

It's been hours coming home from work, walking towards an empty field where he would normally drive home in a car with Claudia.

Nothing had changed, as Claudia usually was there, having been waiting for her. It was time for her to get to know Claudia's extended family even further.

Riding the car quickly, the invitation was still in his hands to this day.

"Darling.I miss you." The words from Claudia kissed her lips at a glance.

"Me too" Michael answered with a smile.

Never traveled anywhere during his stay with his wife in the city. Just sitting in the apartment and office. Perhaps this family invitation was the first event they would attend together. In a sense, dating...

"You got an invitation?" claudia asked him to start driving.

Michael nodded quickly."Grandma sent me money. Maybe I'll put it on first, then give it back on payday. I'm gonna buy a suit for this event. So---.'

"No need to come, this event is not important at all." Claudia tried to smile.

"not important? Family and business relationships will be invited. I just want to get to know the people close to you." Michael sighed harshly, hoping his wife would be pleased with his presence.

"The trick will be boring. Nothing important there. Only a few people made speeches, or bragged. You better stay home. I'll buy you your favorite meal on the way home." Claudia's Offers.

But Michael shakes."If getting to know your family would probably be more fun."

"Do you not want to acknowledge me as your husband?" his inner.

"Michael, stay quiet at home. Tomorrow's Sunday, we can go shopping and decorate the apartment together." Claudia smiled at him, clasping her husband's fingers.

The young man bowed for a moment."This time, I can come, right?" tanyakanya.

"Evan is also present, but I can't? Is it because I'll be divorced after a year?" Words not spoken by him. Knowing everything but not being able to do anything.

"Michael, I don't want you to get sick if you stay up late or-" Claudia explained slowly, but her sentence was interrupted.

"I'll take vitamins, I don't get sick so---"

"I said you can't come! Stay at home! Ok!?" claudia snapped with a high tone of voice. The woman who took her hand off Michael, took her own temple.

"I'll stay home." In the end the young man smiled, clenching his hands. Knowing everything, not being highly educated, having a bad face, low social status. Claudia couldn't possibly love someone like him.

In times like these, he yearns for a peaceful day. He brought some books, and his cows and cabins to the fields. A city with pollution that was too stinging for him.

Berta was right, he shouldn't have married. But he still wants a woman who from the beginning did not love him.

"What does my dear Michael want? Chicken katsu, beef steak..." Claudia tried as usual. He is too hard. But this is for the good of her innocent husband.

"Maybe martabak. I never eat it." Michael's answer was full of smiles.

*

As expected of him. The woman was so beautiful when she looked in the mirror. Wearing a dark green dress contrasts with the color of her skin.

Makeup is not so thick used by him, some accessories, as well as a small bag. Michael was silent for a moment, the young man was stunned with a smile.

"Beautiful.." he muttered.

Michael nodded, hugging Claudia's body."It's just mine. I don't want anyone else to have it."

"Yes, it's just yours." Temptation Claudia, draping her hand. Approaching his lips slowly, he was somehow truly happy.

The taste began again, when the blood flow so quickly spread throughout his body. Such an intense kiss, as if this young man was afraid of losing him.

Is Claudia his? Maybe that's what Michael has in mind right now. Stuck between doubt, feeling but not having it. Until the link is removed.

"Is my lipstick a mess?" ask Claudia.

Michael shook his head."Is this an expensive lipstick?" tanyanya, smile.

*

In the end the car sped up as well, leaving behind a young man who was staring blankly expressionlessly. The young man who was silent in a momentary doubt.

That was when he walked up the elevator. However, everything stopped, a middle-aged woman rode the same elevator.

"Darling.." call him.

"Mother?" Michael clenched his forehead, smiling to hug someone he only met twice a year. A woman who wears sunglasses and a wide hat."Mommy brought you souvenirs?" ask the spoiled child.

Yuki shook her head."Nah! But we'd better talk somewhere else."

Michael nodded, pressing the elevator button towards the apartment unit he and Claudia were in.

Yuki's? The middle-aged woman who looked charming at her age who was about to reach the head of five. Ideal body shape, embracing his son, like brothers.

Two people walking down the hallway. Everything was heard by my mother. One by one about Berta's story of how his son married a woman who was five years older.

Sighing in a rough breath, this was his son's choice. A child who does not know how hard life is.

A smile rang on his face, glancing slightly towards the surveillance cameras that were in the hallway. Then kissed his son.

"My mother is an adult! It's embarrassing!" Groused Michael.

"A grown up but asking for drone souvenirs? Do you want to peek at everything your wife does?" A joke from the mother, along with the access code that was successfully suppressed. Entering a fairly large apartment.

High value apartments, quite classy furniture.

But Yuki was twitching her own temple."You used to live in a chicken coop (the house Yuki provided in the village). But after marriage you live in a goat stable."

Really Yuki's opinion compares the life of her son. He still remembers, even the room is still empty.

His son's room when he was five years old was even wider than this one apartment unit. Married to a good family? That's what Berta said.

Tea was served by his son. His son who was supposed to learn about how to do business instead did homework? Nah! It's insane!

"Mom's been thinking it through, what if you live with mom? Mom's situation is good enough now" he said, starting the conversation.

"I'm married. It's comfortable enough with the current state." Answer from Michael.

"If you say you can change you for the better? I promise you, you'll get whatever you want." A serious sentence from a mother who only sees her son twice a year.

"No, I don't have ambitions, I'm already quite happy with my life right now." A smiling answer from Michael.

"If your wife suddenly divorces you how?" The question from the mother, she had to pull Michael immediately.

"I'll go back to the village." Michael breathed a rough sigh.

A smile faded from Yuki's face. Already expected by him, his son would grow up to be someone who had no ambition. But sometimes ambition is necessary.

"You want to go to a party with mom? But the mother wants the mother's child to let go of this." asked Yuki, releasing one of the gelatinous layers on her son's facial skin, wanting to show her son. What is the ambition to have, and how a trust can be betrayed.

"Fest?"