Let Me Love Your Wife (Not an Ex)
Almost Dead

Reyvan was shot and a bullet hit his heart. Now he is very critical. The opportunity to live is only a little, that's if you get a donation. If not ... most likely he will not survive.

A piece of bad news that Alroy had just delivered, greatly shook Elle's soul. In fact, he had forgotten everything that existed. His mind was empty and only fixated on Reyvan's condition, which might end badly.

"Mrs! Madam! You okay, Madam?" The waiter came and rushed over to Elle. Then, lead her up and sit on the sofa. "Drink first, ma'am," he continued, offering a glass of water.

However, Elle paid him no attention at all. His lips remained tightly closed and his sight remained empty. The waiter panicked because of it.

As the waiter continued to try to resuscitate Elle, Maverick came at a rapid pace. Then, approach the wife who is not okay.

"After receiving a call from Mr. Alroy, the Madam went straight like this, Mister," the servant reported regretfully. If he knew it would be like that, maybe he would not let the madam take the call.

Hearing his servant's words, Maverick nodded slowly while giving a rough breath. He guessed what Alroy said, must be something related to Reyvan.

"Take care of this, I'll take her to the room!" maverick's orders. Then, hold Elle's body and take her away.

While the waiter was still cleaning the broken cup, Maverick walked quickly to the room. It didn't take long, he had already arrived at Elle's room. Then, lay the wife's body on the bed, with the head resting on a pile of pillows. Then, he grabbed a bottle of water available on the table there, then helped Elle to gulp it down.

"Elle, you're okay, right?"

Maverick dared to ask after seeing the tears dripping down Elle's cheeks. If you're crying it means your mind isn't empty anymore, that's what Maverick thought. However, the question he had just presented had not received any response. Elle remained unmoved and let her be curious alone.

"alright. Just calm yourself, I'll treat your wounds" Maverick continued.

Not long after, that burly hand had already brought the ointment for the burns. He gently rubbed it on Elle's feet, until the reddish marks that were there gradually disappeared.

"I want to catch up with Al."

"I want to see Reyvan and make sure that Kak Al's words are a lie. Reyvan has promised me a lot, there's no way he's just breaking up!" elle shouted in between her cries.

Maverick closed while clutching Elle's body. One by one the words that he had assembled, unraveled and lost out of nowhere. All that was left was the pain of Elle's state of being so upset, for the sake of a Reyvan.

"I have no place in his heart. All just for Reyvan, "inner Maverick.

Elle let her cry roaring. Maverick simply clenched and rubbed it lovingly. Ignoring the gaping wound in his own heart, Elle's calmness was his priority at this moment.

After spending almost an hour, Elle fell asleep in Maverick's arms. Then a warm kiss landed on his forehead for quite a while, followed by a fluffy smile on Maverick's lips. The lips that took his first kiss.

"You must be happy, Elle," whispered Maverick as he rubbed the remains of tears that stained his wife's smooth cheeks.

Even though a body is already lulled in a dream, Maverick does not let go. He enjoyed the position even longer because he did not know in the future it could be repeated or not. The end of their marriage, is only the farewell that bestows promise.

With his position unchanged, Maverick reached into his cell phone and contacted Alroy. It did not take long, the phone was responded to by him.

"It seems there is something bad, the proof is that Alroy immediately answered my phone. whereas, at this time there is still early morning," Maverick's mind while Alroy is still expressing his condolences for Aurora's death.

"Thanks to Mr. Jerry's help yesterday, we got here to put Om Adriano in jail. His illegal businesses were revealed, as well as criminal acts he had committed. But ... Reyvan's situation is very bad. Yesterday's bullet went through his heart, and he wouldn't have survived if in the near future he didn't get a donation" Alroy said when Maverick asked about the problem the other day.

"Donor's heart?"

Maverick muttered softly. Then, his mind began to touch in all directions that ultimately rested on one goal, namely Elle.

Seriate...