
Luciana sighed many times, the woman even kept twisting her fingers throughout the journey. His two eyes occasionally led to the street, then returned to his ring finger. There is still a wedding ring with a fantastic price, the ring that Marcho wore when they were married in front of the Reverend.
Occasionally Luciana turned the historic object around, she recalled the first time she met Marcho. The man whom the Father introduced, even without his consent, Pharcot married them one week later.
Luciana refused and asked Pharcot why she had to marry a man she had just met?
Farchot just said that this was for Luciana's own good. Even the old man guaranteed that Marcho would give him whatever he wanted later. Okay, at first Luciana did admit that Marcho treated like a mistress at Simoncelli's residence, one year-to-two years of marriage both changed.
Marcho, originally sweet, gentle, attentive, has now turned 180 degrees. The man became grumpy, even tempramental when Luciana asked him about his activities during this whole day. Luciana still persisted with all the rude attitude that Marcho gave, until the peak she saw for herself that the husband who married her for two years was having an affair in front of both eyes.
Luciana was not a rude woman, she was unable to vent her anger and hatred right then and there. Luciana chose to go and let Marcho do whatever she wanted. From then on she was determined to end all her household drama, besides the physical injuries Luciana had sustained, the inner wounds began to eat away at her.
Worse still when the Father hands off and does not want to embrace him when he slumped and hurt like this.
The sreet!
With a single pull Luciana removed the ring from her ring finger, without burden she put it into the small bag she carried. The bag that her lawyer gave her, even everything Luciana was wearing today Dexter bought her.
"You're going inside or-,"
"I'll wait here, if I come along it'll be a long time. I'm sure Kenny will give me a lot of questions and demands" Luciana interrupted quickly, the woman thinning her lips. The faint smile that left Dexter stunned, the man turned his gaze in the other direction - somehow the sweet smile that contained many wounds further squeezed his chest in a great squeeze.
Before Dexter had never been like this to other clients, whether they were sick or hurt Dexter was a fool, which was important the case he won. But now very different, Dexter not only wants to win and immediately resolve this divorce case, but also wants something that makes him always he does not care.
"All right, you wait here. Enjoy your snacks in the back seat, I'll be right back!"
Dexter in his black suit, the man is seen tidying up a bit of his appearance before he gets out of the car. The tail of his eyes still had a glance at Luciana who only responded to him through a small nod.
Dexter's movements stopped, almost turning around and giving a kiss to Luciana. Good thing his common sense came back again, maybe if not I don't know what will happen.
Brakk!
The bang of the car door was quite deafening, a rough sigh came out of Dexter's lips - the man momentarily rubbed his face rough before leaving from there.
"I don't know why it's like this?!" Dexter just kept muttering.
He does not understand why he can want something like this, are not usually those who want it not himself who wants them.
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Pharcot grimaced as his back hit the wall so hard, his throat suffocated by a large hand belonging to his son-in-law.
"I-I don't know, ka-lau Luci will do that," Pharcot tried to speak and tried to let go of Marcho's strangulation.
Both of his eyes were already reddened, as the giggles his son-in-law gave grew firmer.
"He's suing for divorce, my Luci wants to split up. I'm sure you know, because he came to your house a while ago." he said.
Braak!
Without Marcho's heart to throw Pharcot's body towards the sofa, the man's tail glanced sharply at the wife's father. Looks flat but Pharcot knows that his son-in-law is rich but a little crazy is planning something.
"There's nothing Luci told me, he just said you cheated on your second wedding anniversary. Is it my fault, too, isn't it? it's your fault son-in-law, why are you even playing so brightly. Didn't I say, Luci is a gentle woman he wouldn't like and be willing if the special person in his life betrayed him!"
Pharcot tried to defend himself, indirectly the old man blamed Marcho who could not play beautiful.
"Don't call me son-in-law. Even though Luci is my wife, you are still no one in my eyes. You're just an old man who would trade your beautiful daughter for a rich man just for power, ah-what are you probably gonna do the same to your twins, too, A pharcot? which conglomerate are you targeting right now, hm?" Marcho approached, his eyes staring intently at Pharcot, his hands stretched out to grab an object held out by one of his subordinates.
"Find the darn guy who's been daring to be close to my Luci. I'm sure he's the lawyer Luci appointed to get away from me!"
The large-bodied man behind Marcho nodded, he immediately rushed out of the room without waiting for orders.
"What are you gonna do?" Pharcot is back.
His gaze looked fearless, but in his heart he was cursing Marcho.
"For sure I'll never let Luciana go at any time, even if I have to get rid of some lives, won't I?" the cetus is accompanied by a small grin.
POSENYA MAKE PINGIN BERENDEM BANG ππ
NOT SURE IF DEXTER WHOSE FAITH IS AS THIN AS ONION SKIN CAN HOLDπππ
ALREADY DEH BANG MARCHO, MENDING US FISH AJA NYOK IN THE POND RATHER THAN ANGRY MARAHπ