Not the Second Wife!
Chapter 8
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The long drama with crying began. Kent was tired of serving him. The man approached the bed and sat down next to the child.
"Eli, tonight papa will accompany Eli to sleep. But can Eli come out for a minute, papa wants to talk something important with mama?" Speak Kent gently while gently rubbing the child's curly hair.
The little girl looked doubtful, but eventually nodded in agreement and then got off Kent's king-size bed, with help from her father.
After Eli came out, Kent walked over to close the door and then moved to sit on the couch. That was eventually followed by Melisa, who was kegeeran by Kent's attitude. A triumphant smile rose on her red lips lit up by the lipstick. The woman was wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown that was quite tempting.
But the mind of Kent who was mumbling, did not see the beauty of the scene. Except his disgust and anger grew more and more.
"Why did you decide something this big without compromising with me first, Melisa?" Kent asked by pressing his sentence. Melisa's guts were a little shriveled but she couldn't back down anymore.
"I'm sorry Kent. I just don't want what belongs to Alissa taken away by someone else. You turned indifferent to us after you got married. Did you ever ask Eli if I wasn't the one to start? You haven't been like you since you were with that cheap woman." Sarkas Melisa vented her anger.
Plaque!
The sound is so scary, it sounds so scary. Kent's wide palm slap just greeted Melisa's smooth skin.
Woman slammed into sofa armrest. With her trembling body enduring the pain, Melisa yelled hysterically at Kent
"You! You slapped me just because of that snatch woman, huh?! Where was your promise, which will always prioritize me and Eli for the rest of your life. You liar! You're evil Kent! You're mean!" Melisa hit the chest of Kent field full of passionate anger.
His disappointment seizes a good side in him.
Kent did not react. The man just silently received the pain from Melisa's small hand punch.
"I'm sorry, I never should have made a promise that I could never keep. I'm really sorry this happened. But one thing I never regretted. My marriage to Jess was the most real and sensible thing I've ever had in my life. I will divorce her, but to make her free from this complicated life of conflict. It's not because my heart wants him to go." Kent's telling the truth.
"And yes, this house is not mine. This house was given to Jess as a birthday present. And that was long before our wedding. So either me or Eli. I have no rights to this house. Especially you!" Kent's limbs are what they are. A sentence that increasingly adds to the black hole in Melisa's heart.
Kent comes out of the room, having successfully crushed the beautiful hope of a Melisa. The woman was at the lowest turning point after learning the fact of not wearing it.
"Fuck you lady ja la ng! You took what should have belonged to my daughter! Look, if I can't have this house. You won't be able to sleep in it as soon as I get out of here." Melisa smiled cynically after an evil idea just popped up in her dirty mind.
Kent went to Jess's room, where Eli was waiting for him to be accompanied. Not forgetting Kent locked the room. He just didn't want Melisa to be reckless.
In the lower room, Jess just called Maria's mother. The woman apologized for missing him from her sisters' birthday. Fortunately the middle-aged woman was always understanding. Pray that Jess and Kent's relationship will improve.
Without knowing, if his favorite daughter had just boasted a sentence full of lies. Kent didn't ask her to stay because she wanted to spend time with him. Instead of letting go of the longing for his first son and wife. With him as a silent witness of the husband and wife relationship.
The night is getting late, quiet and empty for Jess who is in the thick of a heartache. I don't know why this hurt, the pain he couldn't explain. Unwanted by his parents alone has made him hurt, now knowing Kent has a wife and a daughter. Jess doesn't know how else to show the world if her heart is so upset.
The woman pulled the thin blanket she had brought from the parlour. That's all he has right now. There was no blanket like the one in his room yesterday. Jess is now really like coming back to her real life all along. Waking up from a beautiful dream as a sinderella, and realizing she has lost her beautiful dress and borrowed glass shoes.
Morning greet, warm light through the gap of curtains that are not as thick as those in the mother house. But it does not matter for a Jess who was not born from the Sultan's family.
Jess glanced at the wall clock hanging beautifully on the wall of her new room. Time shows at 7 am. It means he's up late. But somehow Jess feels a little lazy to move. Especially having to cross paths with people who try hard he avoids. The house was already like an abyss to hell for him now.
His two-month peace awaits his farewell to Kent, now disturbed by the presence of another woman with her daughter. The woman she just found out was her husband's first wife, Kent.
As she was about to sit up, Jess felt her body as if it were on a rock. Did crying last night make her body swell? Feels impossible. His eyes might still leave a trace of evil from the rest of his tears last night. But not until it makes swelling until the morning.
"Morning.." the hoarse-pitched greeting made Jess's hair crumble. Jess just realized there was a sigh that hit the niche of her neck.
The woman moved her head slightly and turned her head, to see the sassy man who had dared to sleep while hugging her.
Jess closed her eyes. A long and heavy breath, indicating that the woman is holding back her mountain of frustration.
"Don't get mad, this room is the safest place for me. I can only sleep well after dawn, let me sleep for a little while longer. No need to make breakfast. Order it later. Close your eyes, enjoy your morning without struggling with cooking steam." Oceh Kent at length.
Her eyes were still tightly shut, but her mouth was so fluent in words that it made Jess' heart grow even more upset.
"I'm not used to being a slacker. Being lazy means not eating. You can sleep without taking an RT with you to continue sleeping." Tukas Jess is sarcastic.
Kent sighed disappointedly. This was the first time he slept with his wife. It feels very comfortable and soothing. He's starting to feel opium. But Jess' reaction was beyond expectations. The woman was immune to all sorts of sweet sentences full of seduction.
Kent sat down his haggard-looking body. His eye bags are still clearly visible there. Indicates that the man stayed up late last night.
"You're going to the parlour again today?" Ignoring Jess' unwell gaze, Kent preferred to shift the subject.
"Hmmm" only an annoying deheman sounded.
"Make me a scrambled egg with a hot rice mixture as usual. This time add an omelet in the Long iris resembling a sprawling noodle. Looks like it'll be more delicious than fried chicken." Jess stopped the activity of her hands, who were about to pick up a shirt in a short, slightly weathered wood closet.
The woman scrunched her forehead as she glanced at Kent from the reflection of the cupboard glass.
"Your wife is pregnant? You look like the one who's just cravings. You better ask Melisa to cook it, I'll go straight to the parlor after the shower." Reject Jess and then walk out of her room.
Without a care for Kent who must be staring at him, either upset or what. Not that he was GR, it was just that he had a quick glance through the reflection of the mirror. The man stared at her unblinking
I don't know what kind of look Kent made on her. What was clear was that the man was emitting a light of disappointment at Jess' rejection of him.
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