Fake Foot Girl
GKP 42

"What's up, Martha? What's going on?" The middle-aged woman shook the body of Martha who was crying with sobbing.

"Gail, Mom! Gail lied to us. All rejection is just the reason! Turns out he has another dream woman!" martha cried with tears.

"really?" The middle-aged woman seemed to be in disbelief at what her daughter said.

"Try this, Mom! Look, he's even proposed to that woman!" sahut Martha again, on the sidelines sobs her tears.

Martha handed her cell phone to her mother and was immediately greeted by the middle-aged woman. He then watched the photos carefully and after realizing what was said by his daughter was true, the expression on his face changed immediately.

"Hhh, basic! Don't you be right, Martha. It's possible that Gail accidentally broke off your relationship to be with this woman!" growled the middle-aged woman.

Martha wiped her tears. He grabbed his phone back then tried to contact Helda once again. It did not take long, his call was immediately received by his best friend.

"Yes, Martha?"

"Are they still there, Helda?" ask Martha seriously.

"Ehm, yeah. They're still here. Why why anyway? Did you—" Not finished Helda said, Martha has decided on her call.

"Martha what do you want? Does he want to come here, see Gail? Ah, I don't know," muttered Helda while saving her phone back.

Meanwhile.

Martha got out of bed in a hurry. He almost fell, if only the mother was late to catch his thin body.

"Where are you going, Martha?" ask the Mother.

"I want to see Gail, Mom. He had to explain all this to me."

"But Martha, you're still weak. Remember the doctor said, you still have to rest" cried the middle-aged woman.

However, his warning was not echoed by Martha at all. The daughter walked quickly, down the stairs. Climbing one by one the stairs while holding on to his railing. While the middle-aged woman could only stare at Martha's departure with a sad look.

Martha arrived at the front yard of the house. He approached his personal driver and asked the man to drive him to the park. Where Lea and Gail are still there.

"Sir, take me to the city park. Hurry along!" martha said as she got into her car.

"Good, Miss." The middle-aged man rushed in and drove the car to the city park.

Martha looked agitated. Already several times he glanced at the digital clock on the dashboard of the car. His face looked annoyed because now they were stuck in traffic.

"What else is it, sir? Can't you just break through this jam!" upset Martha with perfectly round eyes.

"I'm sorry, Miss. I can't do what Miss says. It looks like there just happened to be an accident up ahead. There were several police officers on guard there" the driver replied.

"Aakhh, bitch! Basic driver is useless." Martha screamed hysterically while kicking the car seat occupied by the driver.

Long enough they were stuck there, until finally they managed to get through it. Martha breathed a sigh of relief. He hopes to still be able to meet Gail in the park.

Minutes later, the car carrying Martha arrived in front of the park. Without a second thought, Martha got out of her car and entered the park while running.

"Where are they?!" muttered Martha while looking around her. Hoping to find Gail and the woman.

Martha continued to move her legs even though the condition of her body was not fit. After a few minutes, Martha finally managed to find the couple.

However, unfortunately Gail and Lea have entered the man's luxury car. Martha ran back and chased after Gail's car that had run down the highway.

"Gail! Gail! Wait!" martha shouted with the remnants of her strength.

In Gail's car.

"Gail, it looks like someone called your name" Lea said as she looked behind the car. Trying to find someone who called Gail.

"really? I didn't hear anything" replied Gail who was focusing on the steering wheel of her car.

"Yes, seriously. I heard it and it looks like it's a woman's voice, huh."

Having found no one behind the car, Lea refocused on the road that stretched before her.

"Maybe one of my fans" Gail chuckled softly.

Gail continued on their way to her luxurious residence. He wanted to take Lea to that place because he had never been honest about his real life. A few minutes later, they arrived there.

"Hey, wait! Whose house is this?" lea asked with perfectly rounded eyes as the car driven by Gail led to the magnificent building. He held the man's hand and tried to stop him.

Gail chuckled after hearing the question from Lea just now. "This is my house, Lea. Which will soon be your home too."

"What's? Your house?!" lea, as if in disbelief.

Gail nodded with a smile. He kept driving his wheel into the place. The tall gate that stood firmly before them opened automatically and now appeared a magnificent building.

Lea looked at the magnificent building. How not, he did not think at all that Gail turned out to be so rich.

"Gail, is this your home?" lea asked again, trying to convince.

"Yes, dear Lea. Wh why? Still can't believe it?"

After finishing parking his car carelessly, Gail immediately came out and approached the door next to Lea's body. He opened the door and extended his hand to Leah.

"Come! Let me introduce you to my people" said Gail.

"Your people?" lea asked while welcoming Gail's hand.

"Ehm, I mean the servants and other workers," Gail explained as she led Leah into her luxurious residence.

Just as Gail and Lea had set foot in front of the luxurious building, a middle-aged man in neat clothes, as well as some of the workers in the mansion immediately welcomed their arrival. They smiled warmly then greeted Gail and Lea.

"Welcome back, Mr. Gail," said the butler who represented all the workers in the house, bowing slightly before Gail and Leah.

"Oh yes, introduce. This is my future wife, her name is Azalea. Just call her Miss Lea" said Gail, introducing Leah to the butler and the workers of the mansion.

"Welcome, Miss Lea," they greeted and were nodded by Lea.

"Oh yeah, don't forget to prepare dinner for us because tonight Miss Lea will be having dinner here."

"Good, Sir."

Gail and Lea continued their steps, leaving the room.

After the couple died, the butler spoke to the servants and other workers very seriously.

"Remember Mr Gail's message! Never look at or mention Miss Lea's feet. Mr. Gail did not want Miss Lea to feel inferior and ashamed of her condition. Understood?" emphatically.

"Understand me, Master!" answer them in unison.

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