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Chapters. 27. Handbags

After cleaning myself I stayed alone on the balcony of the room, looking at the dim lights in the yard.

Crackle

Suddenly my stomach sings to indicate the worms are hungry.

Shhh

I hissed because honestly, I was lazy to go down. But this hunger cannot be compromised. I finally left the room. In the middle of the stairs I stopped because I just remembered Leon, I really forgot the existence of the little boy. I'm sure Leon's not in this house.

My steps rushed down the stairs to contact Andre because Yuen told Andre that he was carrying Leon. I want to find the bag left in Alfred's car.

In the living room my steps were stopped by the figure of Alfred who leaned his head on the back of the sofa with his eyes closed. Alfred was alone, there was no Serena there. Alfred was unaware of my presence there.

I gathered the courage to ask for my bag.

"I'm sorry if I bother you, I just want to ask you where my bag is left in the car" I said, staring at Alfred.

It was disturbing that Alfred opened his eyes. Then I looked at me with a strange look.

"I just want to get my bag," I said back because Alfred never answered my question.

Alfred tensed his body.

"Are your eyes no longer working? so don't you see that ugly bag on the television table?" sindir Alfred's.

Sure enough it turns out that the beloved bag is located on the table but I do not accept if the bag is said to be ugly because it is the idol bag of women including myself very much in love with the bag.

I stepped up and pulled the bag.

"Although this bag you consider ugly but this bag holds a beautiful moment even very valuable," I said with a sigh.

"It's none of my business and why did you explain to me that unimportant thing" upset Alfred.

"It doesn't matter to you but it's very important to me because it's my boyfriend's bag, uh I mean ex-lover because I'm currently married. Hmm it was a valentine gift last year," I said casually as I passed into the kitchen. I deliberately made up a fake story, I don't know what my purpose was.

Hearing my rant made Alfred clench both hands even his jaw hardened a sign he was angry at my words. There was a feeling of disappointment and disbelief felt by Alfred.

"What are you doing?" I gasped because the bag in my hand was snatched away by Alfred. It turns out that my fake story provoked Alfred's anger.

Alfred did not answer but instead preceded me with long steps. I ran a little after Alfred meant to take the bag back. Apparently Alfred's headed for the back garden. All bags are taken out.

Instantly my eyes glared at the burning fire, yes Alfred wanted to burn the bag but unfortunately the bag was anti-fire.

"Al what are you doing? give me back that bag?" I shouted as I pulled Alfred's busy hand to damage the bag.

"That damn thing I must destroy. I could even buy more expensive than that damn bag," Alfred snapped unconsciously at his words that could have been understood by me but because of conditions like this that made me unable to digest Alfred's words.

"What basis do you want to ruin it?" I said I was trying to stop Alfred.

It's as if Alfred didn't care about grabbing a cutter knife. In an instant the bag was no longer shaped. The sharp cutter knife managed to mutilate Gabriella's handbag. Actually the bag was given Gabriella three years ago as a valentine gift.

Hix....

I cried while hugging the bag that was no longer shaped. Seeing this made Alfred even more angry that Alfred grabbed the bag and threw it from the garden barrier.

"Blood man," my great-grandson fearlessly because it has been ignited by emotions.

Alfred approached me with a look like he wanted to swallow me alive. With his hands still clutching the cutter knife.

"What did you say? i'm ruthless? you're absolutely right. Let alone the bag, whoever it is his life will end like the bag before," Alfred said without blinking at me.

Glug

I gulped hearing Alfred's scary mouth. I muttered inwardly equating Alfred's behavior with that of the mobsters and psychopaths.

Will my life end here? that's what I have in mind right now.

I've resigned because my body has hit the wall. Now our bodies are close to each other. Fear makes my body shake.

Feeling resigned I closed my eyes with a pale face of my passion.

Feeling that nothing had happened made me feel curious so I tried to open my eyes slowly.

Once again my eyes glared at Alfred's strange behavior. How not Alfred grasped the eye of the cutter so that calmly the fresh blood flowed soaked the palm of Alfred's right hand.

"What are you doing?" I said while firmly brushed off the hand so that the cutter slipped off.

Without wanting to waste time I tugged on Alfred's hand. As if not to refuse Alfred follow suit.

On the dining table chair I led Alfred to sit down and I immediately picked up the medicine box that was in the cupboard near it.

I began to clean the wound with teary eyes. Alfred did not escape my face. Of course it's uncomfortable but let's just say I don't know.

"Very bodo*," I said unconsciously my tears were dripping.

Deg

Alfred was astonished to see the look of the sad face I showed even crying stifled.

"It must have hurt" I muttered again, assuming I was talking to myself. The wound I blew slowly relieving the pain.

Alfred was still staring at me.

"That small injury doesn't make me die. What are you treating?" alfred turned back to being cruel.

"Of course, if left unchecked, it could be a fatal sign of infection" I said still busy dressing the wound.

"I don't need it" Alfred brushed my hand away so that it slipped back because it hadn't been tied.

"Do you want this hand amputated? if it happens, it certainly affects your good looks," I said unconsciously.

Instantly I realized what I had just said that made my mouth round. I secretly praised Alfred's good looks.

Alfred said nothing. But to be honest, his little heart was happy to hear the compliment. So that Alfred unconsciously smiled while I was trying to hide the look of this face.

To get things back together, Alfred's hand came back and I quickly bandaged the wound. I want to disappear from this place. The hunger just disappeared.

"it's 10 minutes of medicine, it's antibiotic medicine" I said after finishing and put the medicine on the table.

Alfred did not answer as usual.

I got up and started to step.

"This painful, painful wound is not comparable to what I felt two years ago. Where Daddy and my sister left me for ever" Alfred said in a poignant tone. "You know it's all from you, you're the cause of Isabella. Are you pretending to forget that? are you pretending to be amnesiac? I hate you Isabella, I hate you so much!" Shouted Alfred with wrath.

I looked up and approached Alfred.

"I'm sorry" I said in the end.

After that, I ran away from Alfred while crying. I know now all this has something to do with my twin sister Gabriella. I wanted to explain but Alfred did not give me the opportunity to explain. For the sake of bearing Gabriella's faults that do not know the truth, I am willing to become Alfred's rage. A mistake I never made.

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