Husband's Regrets: Revenge Marriage
(MM&GL) CHAPTER 2. Devandra Dawson's.

Joana's body mercilessly bumped into the man so the two fell towards the hard asphalt. Joana felt her legs ache, but she was shocked because she had hit someone's body. He wanted to move, but his legs could not be moved.

"Joana, daughter. Are you all right?" Tania walks over to Joana and helps her wake up.

Joana grimaces, her legs are really sore. Before, he had never felt anything.

While the man who was hit by Joana looked very upset, his face was cold enough to make Joana quite afraid to see him. The man was tall and very gallant, making him have to look up to see his face.

"Sir, are you okay?" the man's assistant also panicked once, he was afraid that his Master's mood was immediately bad.

The man shook his head, he stared at Joana very sharply.

"What is really on your mind? It's a public street, not a play area. Don't do anything recklessly" lamented the man.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir. I'm-"

"My daughter didn't do it on purpose, are you so blind not to know about her condition? She was sick," Tania snapped, not accepting her daughter's anger.

Joana pulls her mother's hand, but the woman doesn't care. If anyone dares to scold Joana, he will have to deal with her.

"If he's sick, he should be home. Not even this kind of drifting, he's that ...." The man did not continue his words, his sharp net suddenly instantly locked onto Joana's figure.

As soon as he saw Joana's eyes and the mole above the woman's lips made his heart beat fast. A feeling of tightness that is so squeezing suddenly attacked.

"I'm sorry, sir. I was completely unintentional, next time I will be more careful," said Joana nodding in courtesy.

Maybe if he was yelled at like that, he would immediately reply. But the painful journey of life has made Joana aware, should not if wrong should be justified, wrong remains wrong.

"Auntie, help me up" Joana asked.

Tania still glanced at the man, but then she helped Joana to sit in her wheelchair. He confirmed the wheelchair and helped Joana sit down.

Everything that was done did not escape the sharp sight of the man. He is shocked to discover that Joana is paralyzed.

"Once again, please forgive me, sir. I was completely unintentional" said Joana slightly commenting on her smile before she left.

The man grew even more surprised, he felt his chest getting claustrophobic. The air beside him seemed to thin.

"Sir, are you okay?" the assistant immediately swiftly held back his Master's body that was about to fall.

"Mega," said the man. "He is Mega" he continued, the more difficulty breathing.

"No, Mister. She's not Miss Mega, she's another girl. Miss Mega is dead" said her assistant.

The man closed his eyes very strongly, instantly the glint of the shadow of the great accident that caused blood to splatter everywhere was very clear in his eyes. A girl in a white dress full of blood curled up in her arms.

"Mega ...." The man was only able to say his name, his tears could not be prevented from coming out.

The assistant immediately sped up, he ordered his other men to take his Master away. His master must not look weak in public like this, it could be easy for the enemy to attack them later.

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Devandra Dawson, who doesn't know her? A successful businessman in all national and international fields. His company includes the ranks of giant companies that are so influential in his country.

However, behind that success, there was a cold hand ready to slaughter anyone who dared to harass him. The registered legal business was simply camouflage to cover its actual business. Illegal arms trade, a drug syndicate spanning several countries.

The police won't dare to touch Devan because they know who is hostile to him. If dear life, do not try to approach Devan let alone intend to find trouble.

Devan opened a small book he had taken from the closet. He saw the figure of a woman who smiled very sweetly in the photo in the book.

"Mega, I've found you" he said, a deep sadness that sounded very clear in his voice.

"Sir."

Devan immediately turned his head as soon as he heard Ken's voice, his assistant who had just arrived. The man looked shy because he disturbed the nights like this.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the time, I-I"

"Have you got it?" Devan asked without waiting for Ken to finish his speech.

"I've brought his data now" Ken handed the tablet to Devan.

Devan took it, looked at the data of a woman written there. Reading it is very serious.

"His name is Joana Medison, a former Victorian model who resigned because of her paralyzed leg. News that circulated, Joana was expelled by her own family because it turns out she is not the real child of the Medison family," explained Ken.

Devan nodded slowly, he read all of Joana's life history. His name used to appear on the news and television. But there is one thing that so caught his attention, a photo taken by his men secretly, where Joana was seen painting in front of his house.

"Can he paint?" devan asked in surprise.

"Yes, Sir. After being evicted, Joana spends her time in a small suburban town. I heard Joana is here to attend the painting exhibition that will be held in building X."

"Building X? We got the invitation, right?" Devan straightened his body, he glanced at Ken very sharply.

"I refused, Sir. You said-"

"I'll come there" Devan said very seriously.

"Well, I'll contact the organizers of the exhibition, sir." Ken immediately nodded, not daring to smash at all.

"Ken," call Devan.

"Yes, Sir?"

"I want, that woman for me" Devan said so lightly as if asking her parents for snacks.

"I mean, Mister?" asked Ken with a very confused face.

Devan glanced back at him, this time sharper than before. "Are you so stupid now? Do I need to find your replacement?" crush Devan with unshackled anger.

"No, don't do that, sir. Tomorrow I'll definitely get Joana's you," said Ken withstanding his extremely hard heartbeat, cold sweat already blasting him just because of Devan's glance.

"He's not Joana, he's Mega" Devan said as he rubbed a soft photo of Joana, juxtaposing her with a picture of Mega, and they both looked a lot like a betel in half.

'He is my Mega. My mega is back.'

Happy Reading's.

TBC.

Devandra Visual