Mr Trap. Coldhearted
Part 175's
Gerald was drunk, but did not lose consciousness completely. He could still see Cathleen sleeping on the sofa. The man also let out a shout. “Acts,” grunts.
Angry, disappointed, of course still enveloped Gerald. But the man still approached his wife and carried her to be moved into the room.
Shedding Cathleen's body onto the bed, she stood unsteadily and stared at the woman's face for a moment. But, his hands clenched, his heart felt chaotic when he remembered that his wife had lied from the beginning.
Gerald hurriedly came out of the room before he regained his emotions. The man closed the door violently until it made a noise. While he immediately entered the game room and locked from the inside so that no one could break through.
Cathleen was startled as a loud voice entered the eardrum. He opened his eyes and his face looked confused. “Gerald?” call him while circulating the view to all corners of the room.
“I'm sure it was Gerald, he moved me to the room,” Cathleen said as she switched seats. He immediately lowered his feet until he touched the floor.
The woman came out of the room, wanted to see her and make sure that her husband had gone home. Now he stood in front of the game room, knocking on the door as hard as he could. “Ge? You're home?”
Trying to open the handle, but can't. The last time I checked it was unlocked. “I'm sure you're inside, honey. Have you eaten yet? You okay?”
There was no voice of Gerald. The man was inside, but silent. Sitting on the floor with your back against the wall. Don't think he's not fucked. Even his face was very messed up with messy hair, what else had not been bathing for a whole day.
“Ge? You've been sleeping?” Cathleen was still trying to get her husband to talk. Although in the end there was no response.
Cathleen gradually leaned back against the door, her body sagging until she sat on the floor. His eyes were looking forward, but the look was filled with regret and sadness.
“If you haven't slept yet, please listen to me, and believe what I'm saying,” Cathleen's pinta is accompanied by tears just dripping down.
Gerald remained silent. That's how he is if angry, rather than rude or snapping, preferring to shut up. His eyes stared at the tightly closed door. Surely behind it is Cathleen.
“Sorry, I will always say that until you forgive me. It was all my fault, I realized that. But, is there no love that begins to grow in your heart? Or am I the only one who loves you? If it's just me, no problem, maybe this is all a consequence I have to get for starting a relationship with a lie. But please trust me that my feelings are real. Please, don't divorce me, it's okay for you to punish me in your silence, but stay by my side. I know you're a good, caring man. The proof, despite being angry, is that you're still moving me to my room. Signs you still care about me.”
Still don't want to give a response. Gerald silent a thousand languages. But he listened to everything Cathleen said.
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...Gege again Cing mute mode, you already mgt aja alias stop by instead of eating ati. But good ati fried chocolate sambel. Continue your cold war, my supply of popcorn a lot, I will add ice milo to watch the drama the two of you...