
Luigi wiped his face with his palm, staring pus out the window of his office room.
It has been five days since the incident at the hotel. In the morning when he woke up to a knock on the door, then half staggered with a blanket on the drag, he stepped up and immediately opened it. Luigi saw his father standing outside the hotel room with a flat gaze, looking down at his body from top to bottom.
Just one sentence that his father said, after earlier he glanced towards the inside of the room.
"You must get married soon."
Then his father left, leaving Luigi in confusion. For a moment Luigi looked around, saw the entire contents of the hotel room, then his eyes were focused on the innocent body that was sleeping curled up motionless on the bed, Luigi was wide-eyed, immediately closed the door and dragged back the blanket. I meant to close it to Natalia's body.
Natalia Ambroz sleeps curled up nicely despite the blankets being open and the room's coldness directly touching her skin. The girl was completely undressed. Then Luigi's eyes were pounded on the stains on the sheets. The bloodstains and other stains made Luigi know what had been going on in the bed all night.
Natalia did not wake up even though her blanket had been pulled. The exhaustion that ruled the girl's body ordered every nerve in her body to rest. Unaware that the man next to her had awakened with wrath that was escaping from every cell and sigh.
Luigi realizes this is what his father meant by getting married, so why is his father here? Just as his father came. In the right hotel, the right room.to check on Luigi and catch him with Natalia. Isn't it a coincidence? Luigi's molars tightened, he approached the bed, threw the blanket over the bed. It felt like Luigi was strangling the sound asleep girl. But this blinding anger made him unable to think clearly.
Luigi immediately put on his clothes that were scattered on the floor, then with a cold gaze froze, He looked at Natalia, The ice-freeze traces seen in his eyes began to radiate throughout the veins, then it arrived in Luigi's heart, creeping to freeze his heart until it hardened.
I'll start killing if I stay here ...
Luigi stepped towards the door, exited and closed the door again without a single look towards Natalia.
Both of her parents had arranged the wedding. Tomorrow is the appointed day. There was not a single word he said to his parents. And also Natalia. Everything was taken care of by Luigi's parents as quickly as possible, and like a robot that had no heart and no mind, Luigi followed a groove that felt like he was washed away and made his whole body like it was thrown. But strange ... he did not feel pain, his heart did not feel anything...frozen, cold, Luigi felt himself numb.
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Yoana Bernard will get off the car Vincent was driving.
"Wait for me to park the car! I will accompany you" said Vincent.
Joanna just listened without rebutting, she went down and closed the door. Without understanding Vincent's orders to wait, Joanna breezes away down the sidewalk, following the passers-by.
Vincent swore as he glanced from the rearview mirror and sped up to park his car. He went down and half ran after Joanna.
He lashed out at the woman's steps and grumbled, "you have trouble deciphering the command line! How hard it is to wait a minute."
Yoana glanced over from behind her sunglasses, she did not respond. Continue to walk to the entrance of a flower shop.
A store clerk came and served Yoana with a big smile. Joanna ordered four large flower arrangements, asking her to send them to the Bernard family mansion. Then he bought a bouquet that he immediately brought himself.
Finished ordering, Yoana galloped out of the shop, stepping back on the sidewalk with her high heels knocked.
Then the tares on the sidewalk are rather crowded causing the body of the tiny Yoana sometimes nudged by others who pass by. Vincent reached out his hand and held the elbow of the woman, Joanna stopped walking. He looked and said with a flat face.
"Let go, Vince. I'm going to start looking after myself .. release your hand," said Yiana as she pulled Vincent's hand over her arm.
Just a few steps away from her shoes slipping and Joanna staggered, Vincent caught her immediately.
"Be careful" said Vincent.
"I said let me!"
"If I let it go, you'll fall ...."
"Let me fall!"
"can't. I am near you to take care of you. I promised your mother."
Joanna took her breath, that excuse again. It cringes. If you think about it, he has never been far from Vincent. The man, in addition to working for his father, has also become a kind of personal bodyguard at the request of Joanna's mother.
Yoana steps towards the car, then walks in after Vincent opens the door for her. He thought about the possibility of being away from Vincent. What if it happens. Suppose he takes over one of their branches and lives there in the absence of Vincent. But the problem is, if the man knows where he is going, then most likely he will follow. Vincent promised to look after Joanna. His loyalty was only to his promise to look after Joanna and the Bernard family. He wouldn't think twice about leaving work for Claude and catching up with Joanna.
Yoana thought it was enough that Vincent was always nearby and could always see.
Then what if he went away, distanced himself and saw what happened to his feelings. Hadn't they never really been together. Vincent is simply carrying out an obligation, keeping a promise to keep it. That was the only reason that was in the heart of that man. They can't possibly be in a wonderful relationship anymore, Vincent buried it. Don't dig it anymore.
What if he made the harsh reality clear by distancing himself. Not seeing Vincent again, not talking and not seeing him again. Can he get through it?
"What are you thinking?" ask Vincent. The woman gasped, looked around and realized they had arrived.
"Let's get off. Claude must have been waiting."
Vincent took a deep breath watching the petite woman descend with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Passing away left Vincent following him shaking his head.
"You've been pensive about yourself ever since that incident ..," whispered Vincent.
Vincent stared at the footsteps of Joanna who kept walking, not knowing whether or not Yoan heard, even if she heard, the woman seemed to choose not to respond.
Upon arrival in Catalina's room, Claude stood up immediately,
"You have arrived" he said.
"Yes .. congratulations, dear. You're finally allowed to go home. Leon can't wait to see you." Joanna handed the flowers to Catalina, smilingly imagining four more sets that would welcome Catalina at the doorstep of the room and in her room later.
"I'm also very bored here, it's been weeks."
Catalina smiled, then was surprised and immediately poked her hand against Claude's neck which suddenly lifted and carried him from the bed. The bouquet of flowers he held was carried behind Claude's neck.
"You don't have to use your feet, until it heals and your therapist allows you to, and then you can use it. I'll be your leg, wheelchair too when I'm not around." He blinked at Catalina.
"Wait, Claude ... Mary's? You're coming, aren't you? " Catalina looked at her sister. Since being treated in the room and Mary waiting for him, the two sisters became more familiar. Catalina didn't want that familiarity to end. He wanted to ask Mary's permission to visit if her feet could be used.
"of course. I have something to talk to Marylin about. He's going to come along. Claude .. You got in Vincent's car. I'll drive myself."
Yoana then reached into the pocket of her sister's pants looking for the car keys. Claude let his brother take the key in his pocket because both hands were holding Catalina.
"Awas Yoan. Later the wrong hold," Claude teased while chuckling amusedly.
Yoana grunting. "You are indeed of great stature, Claude Bernard. Far beyond my body size. But I'm older than you .. Don't think I don't dare really kick this part of your body like I used to!" Joanna smiled broadly at the pajamas face of her sister. He turned the key he had taken with his hand while laughing arrogantly.
"You see ... I hold all your secrets, Claude .. boy photo ...."
"Don't start!" claude exclaimed, then he galloped to get Catalina out of the room first.
Leaving the broken Joanna.
Marylin who was in contact looked with interest at the interaction of the two. His initial estimations used to think they were cold and heartless inversely proportional to what he had seen just now.
"And you're Mary! Follow me! I want to talk about Alrico Lucca's contract! Serge's met them, hasn't he!? What outcome? Why haven't you or Serge said anything!?"
Well ... Despite that haughty and arrogant attitude, it seems that it has been attached to generations. The haughty tone of Yoana has become a hallmark of the intonation of her voice. Marylin shrugged both of her shoulders.
"You didn't ask me what I needed to tell you" Marylin said.
"You stupid, spicy-mouthed girl! Follow me!" Joanna turned around and came out, Marylin smiled amusedly and followed her, with Vincent closing the door and following them.
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