
Glen who had returned to his room was unable to find Quinsy's whereabouts. He tried to look around every room in their room but it was still empty. Quinsy's stuff is still intact, only his phone doesn't exist. So, Glen thought that Quinsy was just walking around the beach.
Glen wanted to follow the existence of his beautiful wife, but until it was dark, he never found Quinsy's whereabouts. Quinsy numbers he tried to contact many times and the results remain the same. The number was completely inactive, Glen's heart became increasingly confused. Glen frantically ran back to their room hoping Quinsy would return.
Lucky when Glen got there, Quinsy had been sitting sweetly on their bed. The woman looks like she just finished her bath. Glen walked over and Quinsy smiled at him.
"Where have you been, baby? I've been looking for you here and there since noon, but you can't find me."
"Sorry to worry you. I just walked around the beach until I forgot the time." Quinsy's soft, somewhat raucous voice made Glen suspicious. Glen asked again while holding Quinsy's smooth face.
"What's going on? Have you been crying?"
"Yes, I just watched my favorite Korean drama. And in one part, there's a moving scene that makes me cry." Lying Quinsy. Glen who knew his wife's favorite in watching Asian dramas also just believe in Quinsy's speech without any suspicion.
"Alright, next time leave a message before you leave. I want to take a shower first. Trophies." Not to forget Glen gave a brief peck on Quinsy's cheek and walked towards the bathroom.
Quinsy's tears rolled freely on her cheeks. The pain again pierced Quinsy's heart and heart. Where she remembers the incident when Glen said he wanted to bring Dania back with him. And also when Glen said that Dania was his lover with a foreign man earlier. That's enough to make Quinsy's heart slit like thousands of sharp knives.
When Glen finished bathing, he found his beautiful wife who had fallen asleep. Slowly he sat on the edge of the bed while opening his laptop and doing some of his work that was delayed.
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"Are you going to be picked up?" Ask Billy to Sonya. He was a bit worried to see the condition of the girl who looked very depressed.
"No. I brought my own car."
"You sure you can drive it? What if I just take you back? I'm afraid you're gonna hit someone and hurt yourself."
Sonya agrees to Billy's offer, and they go home together. All along the journey only silence occurred. There is no talk or just a stale base of both. Until without feeling the car they were riding had arrived in front of the yard of Sonya's house.
"Thank you for taking me home, Billy. You can use my car first, it's really hard to find a cab around here."
"Then what if you wait for your friend inside. I'll make you a drink."
Billy can't resist anymore, he enters Sonya's house. The house looked neat and smelled like a teenage girl. Unfortunately, no one had been seen since they got there.
"Do you live here alone?"
"No. I am usually with my parents. But they're out of the country."
"Then your brother?"
"I am the only daughter in this family."
Billy nodded in understanding, now he knows why the nuances in this house seem feminine. Apparently Sonya is the reason behind all that. Long Billy waited for his friend who had promised to pick him up, but never arrived. An angry feeling began to hit Billy's heart, not to mention he still had to attend a photo shoot at a sports hall.
Sonya, who was aware of Billy's behavior, spoke up again and offered to get Billy to bring his car. Now Billy can't resist, he is forced to borrow Sonya's car and rush to the shooting location.
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Meanwhile, Mr and Mrs Hemsworth were arguing over the name of their future grandchildren. According to Mr. Hemsworth, His grandchildren would later have to have names derived from star clusters. Because Mr. Hemsworth hoped that by that name his grandson would become an heir to a superior family name like himself.
According to Mrs Hemsworth, the name of their grandchildren should come from the world of modeling. Mrs Hemsworth wanted her grandchildren to become big stars like the owners.
"No Papa! My grandchildren I'll name them like this." Appoint Mrs Hemsworth on some old albums featuring a row of famous artists of old times.
"Then, what if we just ask Quinsy directly. Let him decide whose name is better for his son."
"OK," Mrs Hemsworth called Quinsy. There was no answer from her daughter-in-law, but after contacting ya once again, Quinsy finally answered the phone call.
SERIATE....