Mr Trap. Coldhearted
The Part 61

“For sure,” replied Gerald. He's the one who upholds a promise, there's no reason to break it.

“Why? Don't you intend to start forgetting Chloe? It's been three years since the incident at our force party.”

“As long as there is hope Chloe is found alive, I will never try to make my lover, and not open my heart to anyone. Including you, even if we stay together,” explained Gerald while putting down a spoon.

The deg!

Cathleen's hand automatically held the chest. His heart was beating as if he wanted to protest. Hearing her husband's explanation, made her feel such a great incision. ‘Maybe I expect too much,’ murmured.

If it may be evil for a moment, it seems Cathleen wants to pray that Chloe's suit can be found soon, he said, or maybe there are signs from the sea that indicate that one of his missing class mates is gone.

But, Cathleen was not that bad, she instead tried to review the smile to cover her feelings that ran aground before the war. Perhaps this is the fate of a woman who pursues a faithful man. It's hard to find a gap to get into that person's life, even if Gerald's tides aren't visible in plain sight.

Cathleen's hopes must be slapped by the fact that Gerald is a cold man who is loyal and determined to take responsibility for the promises that have been made.

Cathleen's hand pulled the dirty cutlery in front of Gerald. “Let me do the washing.”

Go ahead, Gerald will not hinder if the wife on the paper wants to clean the food marks. After all it was Cathleen's own initiative, not her asking.

While Cathleen washes away one dirty dish, spoon, and glass that had been filled with juice, Gerald suddenly approached the woman and stood behind Cathleen.

Cathleen was aware that her husband was within close range, seemingly five centimeters away from her back. He held his breath because he felt a great heartbeat. His mind had imagined that it would be embraced suddenly from behind, like the romantic videos he often sees on Instagram. He extended the rinsing of the dishes, waiting for the scene that was in his shadow.

But apparently, reality is not as beautiful as hope. Gerald just took the glass in the cabibet cupboard over Cathleen's head.

“You want to drink wine?” ask Cathleen.

“Yes, but I won't take you,” replied Gerald. Of course he doesn't want to drink with Cathleen. It can be troublesome if the woman is drunk.

“I also don't really like drinking alcohol,” said Cathleen.

Making Gerald who was opening the wine bottle cover raised his eyebrows. “Lantas, why did you get to be in the club that night?”

The deg!

Cathleen's lips wanted to be silenced right then and there. Suddenly his head was confused as to what to answer. Afraid that his lies will be exposed if the answer is wrong. “I ‘kan said not too like, does not mean can not drink.” He tried to reason as he could.

“Oh.” Gerald didn't discuss that anymore, because women are a lot like that. Including his girlfriend too.

After successfully opening the lid of the wine bottle, Gerald swung his legs back into his room. But, while on the doorstep, Cathleen gave him an information.

...*****...

...Self-conscious and aware of the position it needs Cing, do not be too pensive to be embraced by the eternal snow that eventually lives in Antarctica. Imposible know? No way! That's impossible! Wait for the Eed, your ex is looking for information through the secret agent HAHAHA...

...Their relationship is bland, stalls on the lid, so I can buy micin serenteng sama garem to nyiram to them HAHAHA....

...Gerald's rich model is very difficult to decretin, if suddenly he fell in love even became strange and unreasonable, the inclusion of a hole beb plot, if suddenly he fell in love even became strange and unreasonable, it takes timing and causation that can make him start to open his heart. There must be some of you who have a theme of what a husband model rich Gerald that is, cute, bodo time, cold, but still attention is not much to say, rich people feel they have their own world so impressed not to care about the environment. Do not compare Gerald with his children Davis, wahh nature has been far different, what else compared to Ayang Dariush me, was the match of the bucin one....