Mr. Dev (CEO of Seoul)
Stay away from wife!

The sound of a short message coming from Dev's phone, distracts the owner who is looking at the reflection of his body in the mirror.

Dev's eyebrows sharpened as the image of a woman kissing filled his cell phone screen. His originally flat face had now changed drastically, a flash of anger instantly filling his face.

"He hasn't changed at all." murmured Dev, firmly grasping his phone with a hardened jaw.

"Who's the guy in the picture? What the same man she's been in contact with all this time."

"Yes sir." replied someone behind the phone.

"Well, shittt. Explain all the details to me." said Dev, stepping onto the sofa and landing his body there, but before that he turned to the bathroom which was still locked tightly.

"Sir, it happened last night at Club Fuyoshi. Miss Alenaa came with the man and also some of his best friends."

"Nona Alenaa also booked a room at the Bruston Hotel. And stay there for two nights."

"Oh so because of my rejection last night, he immediately vented into another man." Inner Dev, a sinister smile seemed etched into one corner of his lips.

"Gather all the evidence, then send it to Secretary Kim."

"Good sir. I've secured some evidence."

"Alright, keep an eye on Alena's activities. I want you to gather more evidence, if necessary, of their activities in that hotel, too."

"Good sir."

"Do it well and be careful. Alena's a very cunning woman, she can turn the evidence into a meaningless crumpled paper."

"Okay, sir" said spy Dev overseeing his phone call.

"Looks like I'd have an easier time letting go of that street*woman. Ah, but I'll embarrass him first." Dev showed a cynical smile on his lips, twirling his phone. Just waiting for time, Alena's life and career will be over.

"It's enough that you play with me Alenaa, soon you will lose and I will be the winner of this game. Game over." muttered Dev, the smile that originally looked cynical now turned frightening.

"And that woman." Dev turned his head towards the bathroom whose door was still tightly closed.

"Huh what's she been doing in the bathroom all this time? Was he ashamed of me for the wild thing he did?" Throwing his phone in any direction while getting up from his seat. "Ah, her face must be blushing withstanding embarrassment." she murmured.

"Get out! What are you doing in there?" Dev bangs on the bathroom door while twirling the door handle violently. The man was really impatient and emotional.

"Related Wardana! Come out if you don't want me to break this door!" Dev raised his voice when Agya did not acknowledge him.

"Gyaa. Open door! Didn't you hear me! I'll punish you if you still haven't opened it in 3 seconds." Dev again banged on the bathroom door even harder than before. However, he still did not receive an answer from his wife who had been in the bathroom for approximately one hour.

Because of impatience and emotion, Dev immediately kicked the bathroom door, until the door opened wide and showed Agya's body lying on the floor with a small whimper.

"Rully." Dev's face turned frantic, and he immediately approached his wife.

"Tu-tuan Dev, my stomach hurts a lot" Agya said with the rest of her calm, looking down at Dev who was sitting crouching in front of her.

Dev was silent, his eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw some blood spots dirtying the bathrobe that Agya was wearing.

"You hurt your body?!" suddenly, his eyes filled with a sharp look, but not with his increasingly panicked face.

Dev hastily grabbed Agya's body into his car and took his wife out of the bathroom so jostled that she almost fell when her foot stumbled over the bathroom mat.

"Are you crazy? Why did you hurt your body? You're suicidal? Hah, you've really gone crazy Agya." cried Dev frustratedly, looking at Agya whom he had just laid on the bed.

Agya did not answer, her stomach was so painful that it made her want to cry. As for Dev, his face increasingly looks panicked and foggy as the blood that stains Agya's bathrobe looks more and more. The man was about to check the source of the blood, but Agya immediately prevented it by slowly brushing Dev's hand.

"Don't check it out, I'm coming by the moon."

"Coming moon?" his question was immediately answered a slow nod by Agya. Instantly Dev's face immediately flushed red, "So this blood-Ah shitt." he snorted. Realizing that the blood that soiled the Agya bathtub was not the blood of a suicide attempt but the blood came by the moon?

"You pranking me?!" The worry on Dev's face instantly evaporated into the air, changing with annoyance. His heart almost stopped beating, he thought Agya was really hurting him.

Seeing Agya's agonized face made Dev's anger slowly fade away. The man landed his body on the edge of the bed, then rubbed Agya's stomach gently.

"Is it really that sick?" Agya nodded, really this time her stomach felt twice as painful as the previous months. "It hurts a lot" she answered with tears, unable to endure the pain that ran through her stomach and her pinges.

"Then what can I do? Rubbing it like this won't make it heal!"

"Please bring warm water and put it in the bottle. I need it now."

"Where can I get Agya!!" chirps Dev,

"Seek Grandma Gamri in the kitchen. Grandma Gamri will definitely give it to you right away." Agya explained her face, hoping that Dev would help her but it was impossible for Dev to rule where he wanted to be, but that assumption was immediately broken when Dev said, "Alright, stay here, stay here, I'm going to get her in the kitchen." she rushes out of the room to the kitchen with a little run, not caring about her wearing a towel to cover half her body.

When about to enter the kitchen, Dev suddenly stopped his footsteps, his intention to take warm water was uncoiled when he met Darrel there.

Even Darrel who looks stunned when paced with Dev. Not only that, he was made dumbfounded when he saw kissmark filling the field chest and also Dev's neck.

"His relationship has gone that far?" her mind, smiled wryly. Seemed despair filled his face.

"Grandma Gamri, can I have some warm water?" dev's gaze turned towards Gamri's grandmother who had just come out of the bathroom that was near the kitchen.

"Warm water?"

"Iyaa nek." replied Dev continuing his steps into the kitchen, bumping into a little Darrel's body that was blocking his way.

"Well grandma will get it for you" said Gamri's grandmother to reach for a glass.

"Mom, does grandma have a bottle? My wife needs warm water put in a bottle." Dev slightly raised his voice as he said the word 'my wife' deliberately did so that Darrel would hear it clearly and stop chasing Agya again.

"Bottle? Ah yes, wait a minute. Grandma will get it for you, son." said Grandma Gamri, passing from there to the small room at the end of the kitchen to pick up the bottle.

"Sway my wife!!" exclaiming Dev turned his head towards Darrel as he unsheathed a sharp look.

"Wife? You gushed her wife? Since when is the honorable Lord Dev." Darrel smiled a thin smile that seemed mocking.

"Aren't you marrying her just to ruin her life? Mr. Dev, although Agya's body is yours and bound to you, you will never have his heart. You know why? Because Agya's heart is only mine. He loves me so much."

Dev's two hands clenched tightly, and his jaw hardened, "He'll love me! I'll prove it to you!" his call drew his sharp gaze like an eagle ready to pounce on its prey.

"Ah really? Then prove the honorable Mr. Dev. But as long as you can't prove that to me, I'm going after Agya."

"You-you." Dev gripped the crust of Darrel's shirt about to throw his fist at the man's face, but was unraveled when Gamri's grandmother returned to the kitchen.

"Just look at you!" he rushes rough on Darrel's body.

"Son Dev, here's the warm water" said Gamri's grandmother stepped hard toward Dev and then thrust a warm water bottle coated with cloth. "Is son Agya on the moon?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, thank you. I'm back in the room first." Dev takes the bottle from Gamri's grandmother's hand and leaves. Leaving a sharp glare imprinted on Darrel's memory.

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