Chasing Love Husband Cold
Cajolery

There is happiness in the heart of a Diego when he managed to ignite the fire of anger fellow Doctor who had been his rival, Alan. Diego laughed with satisfaction when he found out Alan was clenching his hands but instead stayed away from him. The man knew that his partner was emotionally charged but detained.

Why not just throw it away. We fight, we fight until I'm free to hit you.

I don't know what factors underlie Diego to feel so hate on Alan. They are friends, but who would have thought if the two men actually harbored hatred for each other.

Diego, the man had just entered the car that was still in the Wirdo Hutomo parking area when he heard a message notification on his smartphone. While examining the flat object closely, the corner of Diego's lips was suddenly drawn into a smile.

The young man laughed. He likes to read a line of messages from the phone he holds.

"His race has nothing to lose in paying spies if the results are as satisfying as this. I'm sure, after this your marriage won't be okay." Diego chuckles. This time he was completely satisfied.

Soon the white man turned on the mesun and took him out of the Wirdo Hutomo Hospital Area to go home. After this he wants to meet Dahlia. Yes not for nothing, maybe to talk and a little open the married life of Dilara to his mother.

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Dahlia stared in wonder at some of the food menu presented at the dining table. Just last night he was living with Diego, but there was already so much comfort that the young man had given him.

"Em Ela, is this much food only I'm going to eat?." Dahlia asked one of the servants. In this house there is only him, the waiter and the security guard, while the owner of the house, the waiter said if the master is at work and will return later in the afternoon.

Ela thought for a moment then replied.

"Em, not Madam. You've already told me that he'll be back soon."

Ela's reply made Dahlia nod her head. There are so many questions that lie in my mind about who Diego really is. Unlike Dilara, his own daughter who chose to expel, Diego just the opposite. The man that Dahlia did not know was actually willing to accommodate him. Feed her and give her a comfortable place to live. Truly heaven of the world.

However, Dahlia was worried, she was afraid that the kindness of the young man actually had a disguised makaud. Ah, let. For now, Dahlia is enjoying what it's like to be a rich man who doesn't have to work hard to be able to live properly.

Moments drifting in daydreams, the sound of approaching shoes made Dahlia shift her gaze.

"Good day, Madam. How did you sleep last night. Is pulsating?." Well, apparently Diego came. The man greeted Dahlia and sat down on the opposite seat.

"Y-yes, Son. I felt good when I slept last night."

Dahlia's reply made Diego smile.

"Well, what a joy it would be for me if Madam could feel comfortable living in this house."

Dahlia was flattered. He loved being appreciated by others in ways he never imagined.

After a stale conversation, Diego invites the dahlia to lunch together. Dahlia was so good at eating food that she had never tasted before. While Diego, the man only glances at Dahlia's behavior at a glance and then sneers.

After eating Diego takes Dahlia to the living room. They want to talk.

"Madam, may I know a little about your life and family. I mean your husband's son?."

Dahlia was visibly riled up, she swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. Quite surprised when Diego actually asked him about family problems.

"Why, do you mind?. Isn't that natural. I brought you to live here but I also have the right to know about the family background so that there are no misunderstandings in the future."

"No-no, I don't mind."

"Well, you can explain now."

Dahlia breathed deeply. He also thought that he would start what he used to be so that he did not look bad in front of Diego.

"My husband is dead, and I have 6 children."

"Well, your son is a lot, too" Diego answered when he found out about Dahlia's family and how many children she had. "Continue" Diego continued later.

"What if I told you I knew one of your daughters?."

"You know my daughter, which one?." Dahlia's surprised. How his kids got to know a rich guy like Diego, or maybe...

"Dilara, I know Dilara."

Dahlia sighed, for some reason when Dilara's name was called, that painful expulsion she remembered.

"You know Dilara?."

"Yes, because Dilara is the wife of one of my friends. He's a doctor and also the grandson of the owner of the hospital I work at."

"What, Dilara a Doctor's wife?." Dahlia was agape or rather in shock. Meaning her daughter's luxurious life is now because of her husband?.

"Why surprised, or maybe you don't know if Dilara married a rich man?."

Dahlia spontaneously shook her head.

"Yes, I don't know because I left Dilara and her sisters about four years ago, and I came back to this city for just one week. That's also where I get the address where Dilara's sisters live from one of the neighbors."

Diego suddenly clenched the ladder when he heard Dahlia's words. Apparently Dilara and his younger siblings were abandoned for years.

So at that time Dilara's condition was concerning due to her actions?.

"Really, now I'm sorry. But I am also happy, my children have lived properly also Dilara who has met his soul mate." Dahlia's voice sounded weak.

"But wait a minute, are you sure you can be happy if it turns out Dilara married a man she does not love. Dilara was forced to accept a proposal because it was promised a reward, and do you know what the reward was?."

Of course Dahlia shook her head as if she did not know how to.

"The draw is the house that Dilara's sisters occupied and also the money to ensure that your daughter's son does not starve."

Dahlia jerks. While Diego smiled faintly. He rested his back on the head of the sofa and crossed his legs. Sit back and enjoy the change in Dahlia's face every second.

"My daughters, really..." Dahlia's not sure. Didn't Dilara who he saw already look very beautiful and look like the wives of conglomerates.

"of course. Dilara's husband also did not perform Dilara well. I often find your daughter reviled. If you deliver food, it will be thrown into the trash. Dilara's husband was heartless. It is far from me that so carefully treats a woman as a diamond."

Now Dahlia's eyes are on Diego.

"Why do you say so, or do not .... You like my daughter?."

"Yes" Diego replied straightforwardly. "I admit, I liked Dilara even when I first met her. I would not have liked Dilara to be treated arbitrarily. I know that all this time Dilara survived with her husband because she did not want to live her sisters lack, the same as before."

Dahlia was really agitated. He worries. Although he used to torture Dilara, but if someone else tortured his daughter, he would not be willing.

"How about this, what should I do?."

"You can't just shut up, you have to do something to keep your child protected. I was able to compensate and if necessary make them separate so that Dilara was not mentally depressed if she lingered with her husband."

Dahlia nodded. He's also confused. But if Diego wants to put up and take responsibility, then as a parent he did not mind.

Tbc.

😭😭 Cry me. Retention has plummeted. This is a script I deliberately run the race. But apparently.. More than half the readers who did not read the entire chapter.