My husband is mentally ill
*Episode 32

"Mila's? Jesika's sister?"

"So, what do you mean?" The caecilian spoke with a glutinous face like he did not like Mila.

Mila was being very upset with the face and response that was not what she expected from Mama Jona. However, as much as possible he still showed his patience side which was only for a moment.

"Yes, aunt. I'm Jesika's foster sister. He adopted my dad as a baby. I don't know who threw it in front of our house. But obviously, he's now part of our family."

"Oh, you guys are too kind to strangers who have nothing to do with your blood."

That remark instantly made Mila aware of one thing. About Jesi who was not well received by mama Jona.

Mila laughed in her heart. It was the happiest thing for him. As he felt, it was a golden opportunity to make it easier for him to snatch Jonathan from Jesika.

"Tante .. don't talk like that. My mother loved Jessi very much. They love Jesi's brother more than me, their own son." Now, Mila immediately put a sad look on her face.

"What's? Only you are really. He was loved more than you. What a pity for your fate."

Mila laughed in her heart. Cecilia's words just now made her even more want to play harder and better.

Mila immediately showed her helpless face to Sesilia.

"I ... hisk. It's my fate like that, Auntie. Jesika is good at talking. It is also smart to take the heart of everyone he wants to conquer. So, it wasn't hard for him to get rid of me and get the affection of my parents." Mila spoke with tears that she laboriously let out.

Seeing that, an idea suddenly flashed across the head of the Caecilian. Evil idea to get rid of Jesika from her child as soon as possible of course.

'Like, this girl I could use to get rid of Jesika from Jonathan. Mm. .. No problem getting her closer to Jona. Because after all, he's also Emily's biological son. The background is pretty clear. Unlike Jesika who does not know who and where his origin is.'

'But .. I honestly don't like this girl very much either. It looks like she's a spoiled girl. How could Emily be more concerned with Jesika than her.'

'Ah, but it doesn't matter to me. Because most importantly, this girl also seemed to be very dislikeful of her foster brother. So I can make him a tool. Very useful tool to get rid of Jesi from Jonathan.'

'good. He seems so easy to influence. Now, the bait is already in the fish feeding. Just pull the fishing line, and get the big fish I really want.' Mila spoke in my heart.

Thus, the two thought demeaningly of each other. Intending to use each other for their own purposes.

Two crafty humans meet. There, they're just good in front, but stab each other in the back. Truly, the terrible thing of these two cunning humans.

Then ... because he intended to make Mila as a tool, Sesilia immediately treated Mila well. She lets Mila come to Jona's room to meet up with Jesika who happens to be at this hour in the room.

Of course Mila was very happy. His intention to meet with Jona finally materialized without any hindrance.

"Thank you very much, Auntie. I was happy to see my sister" Mila said with a smile just before she left the room.

The Sesilia personal servant immediately commented after Mila's departure left the room. "Miss, is this good? I mean, isn't this wrong, madam? That woman looks like she's lying."

The caecilian immediately smiled broadly triumphantly. "No. This is not wrong. In fact, this is a good thing."

The servant immediately glanced at his master with a puzzled look. "The good thing? Meaning, madam?"

"I know he lied too much. But, I need him to launch my plan now. He is the most suitable person for me to use as a tool. Because the lie was sharp enough for me to make it my flagship weapon."

"Plan? Meaning, madam? What plan?"

Again, the servant was increasingly made to be clueless by Caecilia.

Meanwhile, because the waiter asked too much. The caecilian immediately gave a sharp look towards the servant.

"When have you been carrying around like this, huh? I feel like you're getting into-so now yeah. You're tired of being my closest friend, hm?"

The question, of course, immediately made the servant's guts shrivel. Instantly, he immediately lowered his face. With guilt, Imah immediately said an apology in a soft voice that sounded very trembling with fear.