Behind The Divorce
Chapter 68. Shameless Family

The bo*doh man who was also a victim under Sania's pressure, nodded confirming the question from Hadya.

“I'm sorry, Sir. I, who could not go home by myself at the time and see my father taking care of someone else's child, made me hate your daughter-in-law, Sir. I'm sorry, Sir,” I'm that man.

Hadya pulled and exhaled her rough breath. The middle-aged man had compassion for the man in front of him but pity for his son-in-law who had always been enslaved and deceived by others.

Hadya lowered her head and rubbed her face full of regret.

“What's my daughter's fault with all of you, huh? What crime has he done so that with the heart you always want to hurt him?” Hadya turned her gaze to Sania. “Can you answer my question, Sania?”

“Those levies deserve to be hated, Hady. You don't eat his innocent face! Dia–”

“Lean!” sentak Hadya's.

The man with a patience level as thin as a toilet tissue was back to act. All of a sudden he lowered his head and quickly strangled Sania's neck without messing around. The demonic woman was unable to continue her words anymore.

“Do not block me, Papa!” sahut Lean in a low voice.

“He can die, Lean. You want to live in prison and not see your wife and son?” This is what Hadya dislikes most from her son: impatience.

“What do I care about, Pa? Let it go, I can buy freedom if I want to. But what I want right now is to see it not in my hands. I've always been nice to her but her? He always hurt my wife, blackmail her, insult, even use her.” Lean grew angry and strengthened her grip.

“Lean, enough! Don't you want to see him suffer? If you kill him, it's just an easy matter. Let go of her and make her suffer as your wife feels.” Hadya gave advice.

It seemed like those words were able to resuscitate Lean. Slowly she releases Sania. Nathan, wounded and bound, could do nothing. Just like Cecilia.

Lean crouched down with her knees bent while gripping Sania's chin.

“No more I hear you call it that. The woman you despised was my wife. I don't care about your status as Papa's isrit. I don't even care about these two half-brothers. So don't feel great about insulting Caitlyn again. Remember, she is my wife and ..”

Lean paused and looked at Nathan. “And soon she will be the mother of my son. So from this moment on, get away from her life. Don't think to be in any relationship with her again.” That sharp look seemed to confirm everything he said.

Lean's eyes then moved to see the folding knife lying near Nathan's feet. He picked it up and immediately gave a big enough scratch on Sania's palm.

“Bang!”

“Kakak!”

Nathan and Cecilia compactly call out to him in shock at Lean's actions on their mother.

“Sister, so mean, anyway,” annoyed Cecilia.

Lean chuckled. “What did you say? I'm evil? Then what did your mama do to your sister-in-law was her name, hm? He dared to hurt my wife earlier, were you blind? I only reply to what he gave me. Shouldn't the gift be reciprocated?” Lean spoke without burden.

He looked back at Nathan. “And you .. aren't you ashamed to call me that? If you really think I'm your brother, you wouldn't be so good at approaching my wife, Breng*sek!” One fist on Nathan's handsome face.

“Author enough!” Cecilia shouted while crying.

“What? Why are you crying? I think these crazy, cunning, shameless women like you are not familiar with tears. Or maybe it could but fake tears.” Lean shook her head.

“You just don't know the shame of your mom and sister. All just chasing after my family's treasure and making my wife your tool. Families are shameless throughout this century - you!” he said Lean with great emphasis.

He then stood up while dropping the knife earlier and patted his hands as if to minimize the dust stuck there. Lean then turned around and looked at the man in the patient's shirt.

“You ... continue!”

“That time I was beaten by debt collectors to a pulp and almost die, Sir. Then Auntie Sani came and told me to find your wife on the grounds that I knew of her biological parents. Aunt Sani gave me your home address then I went there and helped your wife–”

“No! You don't make kids, Sia*lan!” shouts Sania who does not accept.

“Shut your mouth, Sania! No 1 percent trust for you!” press Hadya.

...TBC...

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