Mr Trap. Coldhearted
The Part 32
Cathleen got out of the car immediately when the vehicle stopped in front of a pharmacy. He entered alone to a place that sold medicine and tools for health. Don't want to bother the driver who worked for him last day. This is for her husband too.
“There can be helped, Miss?” a pharmacist who is ready to serve the buyer.
“I want to buy medicine for bruises due to fighting, is there?”
“Of course there are, Miss. Is the wound so bad? Until pain or just bruising?”
Cathleen raised both eyebrows, confused as to what to answer. Because, who felt all that was her new husband. “Just give it all.”
“Good, wait a minute.”
The pharmacist was seen bending over, looking for the necessary medicine. Cathleen remained standing in front of the storefront.
Before long, the apothecary poked up from below, putting down some medicine, ranging from pills to ointments.
“This is for treating bruises from outside, can be smeared ointment.” The person gave the medicine in question. “If you have pain, give this pill as a reliever.” The pharmacist gave me the other medicine.
“Which is better?” ask Cathleen. Because, there are several drugs with the same usefulness that are shown to him.
“This and this, Miss. But it cost more.” The pharmacist shows the drug according to the criteria requested.
“Yes, I took it, the best and can quickly cure.” Cathleen followed the advice given. He doesn't really understand health.
“Good, please pay at cashier.” People who serve Cathleen also direct to move to a special section of payment. He handed the drugs to his partner to be totaled.
“All so thirty-five euros, Miss,” said the cashier.
“Oke.” Cathleen immediately paid using cash.
After getting the change and also the medicine sought, Cathleen returned to the car. “Street, Sir.”
Cathleen patted the eel because she herself did not know where Gerald lived. Because, he assessed from last week when he came to the Giorgio mansion, Gerald once said he would return to the apartment. So, she could conclude that her husband lived apart from the family.
Really a strange husband and wife, usually the newlyweds must know at least a little about their partner. But understandably because their marriage is not based on a solid love, and have not known each other.
“Jalan only, Sir. I'll ask first. If there is an address, I will tell you,” Cathleen said while removing her phone to contact Geraldine.
“Good.”
Cathleen's four-wheeled vehicle was traveling at moderate speed. And Mr. Pattinson's newly married son called Geraldine immediately.
“Ya, Cath?” greet Geraldine. It was fortunate that he quickly picked up, so Cathleen did not need to repeat the call.
“Can I ask and ask something?” Cathleen's speech was thrown in a very soft voice.
“Tell me.”
“Em .. sorry, I want to go home, but I don't know where Gerald lives. Looks like he doesn't live in your family's mansion.”
“Oh, Casa Grande apartment top floor.” Geraldine very lightly told him where her twin lived. He didn't care if Gerald would be mad at him.
“You mean on rooftop?” chirped Cathleen very innocently.
“Ck! Not there, Cathleen! Floor below it rooftop.” Geraldine harrumphed at the answer of her brother-in-law.
“Sorry, I know the top floor is rooftop.”
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...Mbuh Cath, ma'am. Bengek I faced you. Gerald may have lived in a rooftop. Although there is actually also if the top floor is a rooftop. But that's not the concept*emot nangis*...