Married Ex Wife
82. Whispering Threat

Having to take care of Dylan's alleged cheating scandal, making a well-arranged schedule a mess. Starting from the clients who foiled the meeting until there was an additional schedule that suddenly had to be implemented, making the business trip to be done by the man should be postponed.

Not only Dylan, but all the employees especially the ones working right under him.

“Press conference, Mr. Dylan. Mr. Dylan's press conference. Press conference Mr. Dylan.” The sentence repeatedly came out of Tera's mouth as she walked in a hurry.

“Iya, Hello. Today's the divorce hearing, sir. Yes, Mr. Dylan decided not to come. Aye, yes. That's right, sir, today's the press conference. Ja. Equally.” Tera hung up.

Just as he arrived and sat in his chair, the perched phone kept ringing and could not wait to be picked up.

“Iya, this is with our main director's office. Can I help you, sir? Right enough. Aston Hotel Panorama, sir. Yes, right after the divorce trial is over. Ja. Equally.”

Brakes.

Tera slammed the phone again. For a long time, the red white object at the end of his desk was damaged by something like this.

Kriiing .. kriiing .. kriiing ....

The phone rings again and again. This time he picked up the phone while holding his phone. His hands were busy typing messages, while his mouth was busy answering the phone.

“True, Sir. Today, maybe four o'clock in the afternoon. Please gather at the multipurpose building Aston Hotel Panorama. Yeah, right, right after the divorce hearing was over. We know less, sir. Because our director decided not to attend. Yes, such a possibility. Just wait for the press conference, sir. Yeah, good afternoon. Equally.”

Brakes.

Phone handle slammed.

Kriiing ..fc.kriiiing ....

“Fyuuh!”

Krrieying ....

Plup. The phone cable was removed.

Someone was standing behind his desk. It made Tera look up and see who dared to pull the phone cord over her desk. What if there is an important phone call from the client and so on?

“Pak Dylan?” muttered Tera when she saw who the presumptuous person was pulling his phone cable. His mouth opened with one hand holding the communication device.

He looked at the phone screen and read a message he had already sent to his co-workers in the public relations section.

[I'm asking you to have all the reporters' phones switched to you and also limit the calls to my desk. I can't answer all those calls] ~ Tera.

The boss stared at Tera's phone screen as well, apparently reading the message on her secretary's gadget.

“Eh .. This, Mr.” He pressed the power button and immediately hid the flat object into his pocket.

“You can unplug that cable quickly without having much drama!” concluded the boss as he passed and entered his room.

Tera could only glare while cursing in her heart. “You made the drama.”

*

Several reporters had been standing in their place. Prepare with adequate combat tools in order to get more legit results and satisfy the netizens out there.

The flash shines repeatedly to take pictures. The relieved room was filled with news hunters lined up and in front were seen several bodyguards standing beside the podium.

Meanwhile, outside of the room. A man came along with the blonde woman beside him. Then some people in black suits escort them and want to enter the multipurpose room located on the fourth floor of the hotel.

“What Andin has come?” dylan asked Tera while they were still in the elevator.

Dylan nodded and the elevator door opened.

The hotel that provides a place for them also provides security support so that nothing unwanted happens.

“Bu Andin is not here yet, please wait in the room we provide.” The hotel employee directed them to head to a room. Tera and the other bodyguards waited outside, while Dylan was inside.

The man pulled out a cell phone. He swiped up and down the screen to look for something.

“Ah, I have deleted the number,” said Dylan. He decided to contact Tera.

Instead of being lifted up, the woman just went into the room where the boss was waiting. “What's up, Sir?”

Dylan turned off the phone when Tera entered the room. “I'm asking for Andin's number!” abugn.

Tera nodded as well. “Will I send you.”

After Andin's confession at the time the woman came to his office, somehow there was something strange about Dylan's feelings. The man felt no pain in his heart, at all. He should have cried because he had been betrayed or kept a million anger on the Hero who had taken his wife. But in fact, no.

Although something was strange, but at that time he came to his house to go home. Meet the mother of her child and .. that's where she understands the cause of why there's no pain. Yes, because of that woman.

Whether it feels like love has moved, whether he does not care anymore about the woman before. I don't know, I don't know and I don't know.

Dylan tried to contact the woman who had officially become his ex-wife.

Yes, it has been official, because the trial has ended and Dylan is not present. The judge handed down a verstek ruling, in which Andin's divorce lawsuit was granted by a religious court.

The sound of the voice was heard repeatedly.

The call that Dylan made wasn't connected since.

Chequek.

The door is open.

“Pak,” call Tera.

Dylan turned off the device and looked over.

“Bu Andin has arrived.”

It turned out that the woman had arrived and Dylan was finally preparing to leave the room.

The man walked over and as usual, Tera followed him.

Before entering the room, Dylan crossed paths with his ex-wife who gave him a stiff smile. Not knowing what the smile meant, it was clearly not the smile they had been together with.

For a moment they both stopped and looked at each other. Press parties waiting outdoors covered their electrifying virtual gathering.

A woman who was hurt and a man who cheated on her from his wife. Such was the picture of both in the eyes of the press at this moment.

“I hope you will say honestly and clear the name of Anyelir,” whispered Dylan as he stood beside his ex-wife.

Meanwhile, Andin gave a smile to a whisper from Dylan that he had just heard. While there was an opportunity, the woman whispered in the ear of her ex-husband.

“Then you should also be honest about the cause of our divorce. Starting from your mother's selfish demands first.”