My Pet Husband
CHAPTER 11 Accident

“If I am pregnant, you can see in a few more months, my stomach is enlarged or not!” Ainsley. Upset with the reporter's irresponsible mouth.

“Then, why is your wedding done on the spur of the moment?” ask a female reporter.

“Not sudden, it's pre-planned. It's just, we did not intend to raise our marriage, ” replied Daniella.

The interview session was over, Jonathan didn't talk a bit, only Daniella took over all the talk. Obviously, the reporters were not satisfied with the answer from Daniella.

“What's the show!” snorting one of the reporters Daniella could still hear.

“Do you guys love each other?” jason asked a little screamed, a reporter who had just recorded without asking.

Daniella opened her mouth. However, it came to a halt due to hearing the voice of the person sitting beside it.

“Sure, we love each other,” replied Jonathan.

Daniella turned her head, she just looked at Jonathan. It was unexpected that Jonathan opened his voice. Daniella doesn't want to prolong the affair. He got up from his seat and intended to turn around leaving the press conference venue. Jonathan stood up, following his wife.

Jonathan's reply did not give Jason any satisfaction. Jason is the reporter who once made Daniella his idol. However, he was disappointed when he found out that Daniella was the mistress of a CEO.

Jason caught Evan and Daniella hugging. However, at that time he did not bring a camera so there was no evidence of infidelity committed by Daniella and Evan.

Disappointment makes Jason hate Daniella, because he knows Daniella scapegoated the man who made her husband a public diversion over his affair with Evan.

Jason unwittingly throws a canned bottle of drink at Daniella as an outlet for his anger.

The slap! Jonathan caught the cold bottle. His eyes rolled out, looking at who threw the bottle. Jonathan's sharp gaze came to the attention of the reporters, his previous blank stare turned into a terrifying gaze. Instantly the reporters froze looking at the hypnotizing sharp gaze.

Daniella looked back, she was quite surprised, Jonathan's hand clasped tightly onto the bottle. Slowly, the canned drink that was still sealed was crushed by Jonathan so that the water in it came out.

The can was immediately taken by Daniella, she saw Jonathan's sharp gaze. His heart was beating fast, he had not known Jonathan far. However, she always felt something was wrong with Jonathan who was now her husband.

Jason was immediately secured by the local security. Daniella and Jonathan walk out of the press conference room. Daniella's steps came to a halt as she felt there was no Jonathan behind her.

“What are you doing there?” daniella asked, looking at Jonathan who was silent in the doorway.

Jonathan walked over to Daniella. “You go, I still have business,”.

“Did you start working today?” ask Daniella.

“Ya.”

“Alright, I'm home with Prisil.”

Jonathan just nodded. Daniella leaves Jonathan and walks to Prisil's car. After confirming Daniella's departure, Jonathan leaves. However, he did not leave with the car given by his company to work.

“You go. Pick me up in the city square in two hours,” Jonathan told the driver.

***

The press conference that runs directly, to the attention of Evan, he stared fixedly at the woman who had been his lover on the glass screen.

Evan's hands clenched hard, supposedly himself who spent a hot night with Daniella. However, the foreign man who got Daniella's first night. Evan picked up a flat object in his pants pocket, he immediately contacted Daniella.

Daniella frowned when she found out the one who called was her boyfriend. Daniella is weighing, raising the call or letting it go.

Prisil looked at Daniella. “Who called? Why not lift?”

“Evan,” Daniella replied.

“No need to lift. Such a cowardly man you don't have to care about,” furious Prisil.

“What if he wants to explain something?”

“You're stupid huh? Obviously he left you at the hotel, still caring about him. Don't lift!” hardik Prizil's. Prisil hand padlocks crimping the steering wheel of the car.

Daniella puts her phone in the bag, she obeys Prisil's orders even though her heart is still anxious. There is still love for Evan. However, Daniella did not dare to talk about it to Prisil. For him, Prisil was not only his manager, the little puffer woman he had already considered as his own brother.

***

The short needle on Jonathan's watch kept ticking. He stared at the watch in his hand, like he was waiting for something. Jonathan's eyes looked up, staring at the highway that was not crowded with vehicles.

In a short time, there was a car running in an indeterminate direction. The car was traveling at high speed on the downhill road. The driver was unable to control the car.

Cit... Brak!

The car hit the concrete barrier road until it finally slipped and overturned. The driver was unconscious, his head was full of blood, the car door was open.

The other riders stopped and surrounded the lone crash victim. Police started to arrive at the scene. Ambulance has been contacted.

Jonathan only witnessed the bloody event with a flat face. Until finally the ambulance came and brought the victims of the accident.

Jason, the victim of the accident was immediately put on a stretcher and put into the ambulance, the nurse immediately put on oxygen.

Along with the departure of the ambulance car, Jonathan stepped foot towards the city square. The driver was waiting for him there. Jonathan got in the car.

“Where are we going, Mister?” ask the driver.

“Go home,” replied Jonathan.

“Good.”

The luxury car splits the road to Jonathan and Daniella's place. There was no expression on Jonathan's face. There is no joy or sadness. However, he would not let anyone hurt Daniella.

Jonathan went into the house. Prisil's gone, Daniella's alone. Daniella ran when she heard the door open, and she walked over to Jonathan.

“Jo, the reporter who threw a canned drink at me had an accident!” yell Daniella.

“Really?” ask Jonathan.

“I didn't lie, before Prisil left, we got information from a live journalist colleague,” explains Daniella.

“Good.”

“What?”

Jonathan blinked his eyes. “Maybe, he got karma.”

Daniella just frowned. “Karma?” mumbling Daniella.

Could karma be that fast?

“I'm hungry!” Jonathan's voice breaks Daniella's daydream.

“Then, we order a meal, yes?” fresh Daniella.

“Do not want, yesterday have eaten junk food.”

“So what do you want to eat?”

“You eat home cooking.”

“We have no ingredients to eat.”

“Then, we just buy.”

“Who is cooking?”

“You.”

“I?”

Jonathan looked at Daniella with sparkling eyes. However, in Daniella's eyes, Jonathan's face seemed to be pitying. “Alright, I'll cook for you.”

Once again, Daniella could not bear to see Jonathan's heart-wrenching face.