
After the door of the luxurious apartment he had just passed was sealed shut, Dion turned back and looked at the door of the apartment with many questions in his brain.
Restless, that's how he feels right now. There are many things that he worries about his life, if the girl really knows what he has done in the past.
Still with a troubled mind wrapped in many questions, Dion stepped slowly towards the elevator. It cannot stay here long, if you still want to enjoy life well. The girl who claimed to be the woman that night, was no ordinary girl. He saw so clearly the hatred in the girl's eyes, as he forced to spend the night inside the apartment earlier. Moreover, a son of a big company owner looks so protective of the girl named Briana.
No, SN is not a match. Because if you have dealt with SN, then inevitably will deal with HG as well. He doesn't want to add to his life any more problems. Most importantly, right now he can bring his mother out of the problems caused by his wife, Risa.
The elevator that brought Dion down to the ground floor of the apartment had stopped. The man rushed out of the iron box carrying him while holding his cheek which was already covered with bruises due to Gama's punch, so as not to be suspected by the apartment security guard. It will be more complicated, if the middle-aged man in charge of maintaining the security of this apartment, will ask what has happened to him.
After making it through the door without interrogation from security personnel, Dion immediately got into the car and left the place. Now he is no longer dealing with a comfort girl, but with the son of the owner of a large company. If he was wrong in taking a step, then he would be in big trouble.
Dion's car started driving down the street to the house. All sorts of questions continued to plague his mind, about who the girl who had so quickly influenced him these few days. Same name, but with different faces and personalities. No, it's not Briana. His wife is gone, and will never come back.
"Where are you ? Go spend the night with that cheap lady ?"
A voice filled with frustration managed to hold back Dion's steps that were about to go towards the room.
"I'm tired, Risa. Let me rest tonight, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."
After saying that sentence, Dion resumed his steps towards the master room to rest. He no longer cared for the rising voice heard in the luxurious room, and continued to continue his steps to leave and rest his tired body.
The woman Dion left alone in the room, could only swallow her own irritation at being ignored in the room. His hands clenched tightly, as he began to be treated badly. During this time, Dion always put himself ahead of anything. The man was even willing to do anything for himself, and yet, look now even just to answer his question Dion was so lazy to do it.