Mr Trap. Coldhearted
The Part 118
Cathleen and Alceena exchanged messages through whatsapp. Reading the twin's response after being sent a photo together with Gerald, made Cathleen frown because Alceena also said the same thing as her husband.
Cathene:
You mean equally beautiful?
^^^Alceena:^^^
^^^No, but you look exactly like Chloe.^^^
Cathene:
Did ya?
Suddenly Alceena is no longer online, making Cathleen haunted by curiosity. But shortly thereafter, there was an incoming message notification. It turns out that from Alceena, the woman is looking for evidence of Cathleen and Chloe's similarities.
Cathleen opened the message immediately. Two screenshots were taken from social media on behalf of Anastasha Chloe Eleanor.
^^^Alceena:^^^
^^^ You take a good look at the pictures I sent. Chloe's long, blond, wavy hairstyle is exactly what yours is today. Red dress with a model like the one you wear, she also has. Try to reflect and compare with the two photos earlier.^^^
Cathleen was very curious and wanted to prove it. He gradually got down from the bed, then stood in front of the large mirror until the two round eyeballs could see the appearance of themselves.
From top to bottom, Cathleen keeps looking at her body, then turns to look at Chloe's photo. After being sure, he suddenly felt weak to make him crouch with blank eyes. “Is Gerald that bad with me?” his murmur was accompanied by a melt of tears that accidentally lunged out.
Cathleen tried to remove the wet traces on the cheeks. “Don't be so bad thinking Cath, you have to ask Gerald to make everything clear.”
A soft sigh was deliberately removed from Cathleen's lips to reduce the bad prejudices that kept spinning in the mind. He washed his face to remove the sad look.
After drying her face, Cathleen immediately took a sleeping position. He tried to close his eyes, but it was very difficult to enter the dreamland. Even until he could hear the door open and Gerald was lying behind his back.
Normally Cathleen would instantly turn around and hug Gerald back. But this time it wasn't done. He continued to hide and pretended to sleep.
“Goodnight, Sweetie.” Gerald kissed the top of his wife's head.
Cathleen bites her lower lip while getting a sweet treat from Gerald. He tried so hard not to cry.
‘Who are you calling darling? Me as Cathleen or imagine Chloe?’ murmured Cathleen in heart. Damn, lips are hard to say. He was too mentally weak to face reality.
And no matter how much Cathleen held back, she still cried in silence with the light of the room.
There was no stuffing coming out of Cathleen's lips, but the pillow was wet with tears.
However, Gerald who hugged Cathleen with one of his hands resting on his chest, could feel that his wife was sobbing. Crying people will always show signs even if not through a voice.
“You're crying?” ask Gerald. He undoes the intention to fall asleep, turning Cathleen's body to face him.
Gerald turned on the light by saying a command using sound. True as he expected, Cathleen's cheeks were already wet.
Gerald's hand wiped away the wife's tears. “Why crying? Tell me if you have a problem, as much as I can help.”
...*****...
...I don't care so much about Ge! You don't care to protect the people who need Indo if you want to go. You are just rich in gum, sweet in the front, tasteless in the back, and difficult to clean if it is sticky in the hair. Syuh ... shuhhhh far you!...