Behind The Divorce
Chapters 122. Always Want to Be Close

The doctor's answer confirmed once again to Lean that what she heard was not wrong and true. The handsome man suddenly felt dizzy.

“Caitlyn was pregnant before?” muttered Lean. “So this is not the first pregnancy? Really?” hissing slowly.

With all his curiosity, Lean turned to the figure of the wife who was still lying and not yet conscious. Like a slow motion, he slowly dropped his body on the available seat next to the patient's bed.

With mixed feelings, Lean grabbed his wife's hand.

“Why don't I know, Cait? Since when?” whispered Lean slightly grimaced with the heartache that could not be expressed.

He lowered his head and leaned against the edge of the bed, forcing his brain to run backwards repeating every moment with Caitlyn for three more years.

A few seconds later, Lean is dragged into the fragments of memories that form a labyrinth. He tried to get through one by one, eventually connecting himself at some point at the beginning of their marriage.

Yeah, Lean remembers now. He remembers why he married Caitlyn. The trap that Sania made and forced Caitlyn to play it until it ended one night stand. A month later the woman came and confessed that she was pregnant.

This is why Lean was forced to marry Caitlyn. However, after two months of marriage, all of a sudden the traces of pregnancy disappeared. Lean accuses her of being a manipulative woman who only pretends to be pregnant in order to target her property and wealth.

The man gasped then raised his head and looked at Caitlyn once more.

“What pregnancy time is right? But .. arrrgghh.” Lean felt a dizzy dizzy that greatly drowned her. “Please, Darling. Get up and explain this is all the same to me. I need an answer from you,” Lean said grimacingly.

In the next instant, the man dropped his head near Caitlyn's head, then fell asleep with his faithful hand clasping his wife's fingers.

Without them noticing, Mrs Vargas faithfully stood at the door and listened to everything. Without excuse, the tears of beautiful women at a young age are racing through no barriers.

“Chris,” call the woman slowly.

“Yes, Mom?” Vargas' doctor responded to his mother's call quickly. A faithful man accompanies the beautiful woman who has given birth to him.

“Mommy can feel what Mr. Sanjaya's wife is feeling. Mommy feels that there has been a lot of bitterness that she has been through all this time. Mommy felt like she always wanted to be close to him, Chris. Mommy should what?” ask Mrs Vargas who has tears in her eyes.

Doctor Vargas wiped his mother's tears. “Sabar, Mom. If allowed her husband, well, it means Mommy can be close. If not, don't make it, Mom.” Swiping on the mother's shoulder.

Mrs Vargas began to feel calm and was about to enter the room, but was blocked by her eldest son.

“Kan, I told you to wait for permission from Mr. Sanjaya, Mom. So Mommy just go home first, later let Chris who tidakin if they're awake, well.” Doctor Vargas gives understanding.

“Mommy wants to be here, Chris. Mommy can't be far from that woman. Let Mommy here, well, Brother.” He then went back to begging his son.

The man who works as a doctor is why his mother for a while.

“What Mommy doesn't miss Caitlyn at home?” asked the man a little doubtful.

For some reason, he felt that his mother would refuse this and choose to remain in the hospital, so that it was always close to Caitlyn's wife from the leader of Sanjaya Group.

For a moment Mrs Vargas was silent until the next few seconds a small slab was seen.

“No, Brother. This day nearby continues, but mommy can't feel the way that mommy feels for Mr. Sanjaya's wife. Near him it feels bland, brother. Are we wrong people?” ask the middle-aged woman. Here, he really hopes for the last sentence he just said.

...***...

“Where are they? Why haven't you been home at an hour like this?” Hadya went back and forth in the room.

Feeling dissatisfied, she rushed to the living room and wanted to welcome her two children if she came home later. However, a few minutes passed, Hadya no longer held back.

He then contacted his men to trace the whereabouts of his son and daughter at this time. Several times, Hadya had tried to contact the couple's number, but could not. Same with Jerry.

“These kids are on where? Why can't all compact be contacted?” omel Hadya's.

However, not long after, Hadya's phone rang. He saw the name of one of the men he assigned earlier. As fast as lightning, he lifted it.

Hadya's body stiffened when she heard the reports from her men. The next second the middle-aged man ran back to his room snatching the long coat and car keys.

In a hasty step, the man ran into the car and lightning-fast darted from Sanjaya's luxurious residence towards the hospital where Caitlyn was being treated at the time.

“Lean, you don't take good care of my daughter. Should papa really hit you this time? Basic stubborn,” furious Hadya on the sidelines of driving activity.

...***...

The same tense atmosphere, now felt by Cecilia who was still faithful standing in the empty ballroom. The sharp gaze of Mr. Vargas made his entire body feel skinned. This time Cecilia felt threatened.

In her heart she screamed for her mother. He hoped that there would be a miracle that presented Sania before him right now.

“Daddy is here?” cecilia asked so clumsyly not as light and warm as this morning.

“I'm asking you.”

Need to be underlined that William no longer refers to it as ‘daddy’ as he continues to reveal throughout the day. This time Cecilia wanted to give Caitlyn the title of family destroyer. What the hell. Very polite and self-knowing.

“Em ... The, Dad. Wife of the guest of honor Daddy earlier.” Cecilia put on her pouting face even though she was actually scared.

“What's the name?” ask Mr. Vargas again.

“Name ... Caitlin, Dad. Just like me, ‘kan? Very coincidentally se–”

“Why do you call it like that?” For the umpteenth time the man asked and this time his tone was slightly elevated.

Tired of being constantly bombarded by questions, Cecilia took a deep breath and then let go violently. He answered with all the frustration.

“Because he's a collector's boy, Dad!” shouted Cecilia and ....

Plakkkp!

A sudden loud slap on Cecilia's cheek caused the woman to shift back and forth.

“She is my real daughter. And a con man like you doesn't deserve to put him down like that."

...TBC...

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