Revenge On Crazy Husband
22. Start Seriously

Demetrio stopped looking at his pale sister and turned to his wife. Slowly, the man said, "I need to talk to my dear wife."

Everyone especially Leadro rushed away. Larisa was standing there staring at Demetrio as if there was nothing she had done as a wife.

Demetrio approached him, with a numb hand.

"I don't think my wife is a low-browing woman" whispered Demetrio. "You kissed my sister when I was mysteriously attacked by the surrounding residents."

"You speak as if you have never behaved lowly" replied Larisa cuek. "You forgot our wedding day? Bringing your ex-toy screaming humiliate me?"

"Did I kiss her?" Demetrio raised an eyebrow. "The fact is I don't like to be low-key, so I cut ties with you before starting a new relationship. Even if for no reason left you, I at least didn't cheat on you."

"Oh, really?" Larisa laughed patting Demetrio's chest. "Thank God we're two different people."

In other words, Larisa can play dirty even if Demetrio emphasizes clean play. The woman passed, wanting to leave Demetrio alone instead of talking to him.

But before Larisa left, Demetrio turned around saying, "Your bet, let's play it seriously."

Larisa immediately looked over. Finally he responded all with that cold face. "I was serious from the beginning."

"I don't like simple games, My wife." Demetrio walked up to Larisa. Stretched out her unharmed hands to pull Larisa's face up. "Destroy me or I will destroy you. That's our game."

"That's my plan, my husband." Larisa on her tiptoes, dyed Demetrio's cheeks before leaving him with a satisfied laugh.

Meanwhile, Demetrio stared at Larisa's departure with a frozen expression.

When he seriously wanted to kill Demetrio, it was really fun. Very delightful. Even Demetrio just wanted to laugh feel the pain in his hand that was badly injured by the arrow.

But the moment he touched Leadro, Demetrio wanted to crush Larisa.

"I hate flies on my food." Demetrio. And usually if there are flies in the food, does the fly have to go or is that food that has to be thrown away?

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...I hate you so I don't want to see your face again. ...

...I HATE YOU AGAIN....

Larisa just laughed reading Leadro's paper before she ran away out of fear for her brother. Though he should have stayed here because Demetrio also could not have done anything.

"Mia, go and book a plane ticket for the three of us. No need to tell—"

Larisa's speech was not finished when an arrow shot into the window. Sakra hurriedly pulled Larisa in her arms, but Larisa stared at the arrow stuck on the wall of the room.

"Calm down. It's not headed towards me." Larisa calmed her bodyguards while releasing herself.

On the arrow there is a kind of paper roll. Larisa took it, read the Arabic script there.

"You don't warn about caliber weapons and helicopters" Larisa said. "Five of my men died so meet me or a hundred men came to kill you all."

Well, it seems that the real problem comes. Larisa did expect Demetrio to have preparations but she did not expect it to be a helicopter with a large caliber weapon. Of course fighting a bunch of mounted hit men and traditional arrows is easy.

"It's Bilal." Larisa handed her letter to Sakra to burn. "Let's meet him."

"But, Larisa, what about Demetrio?" ask Sakra worriedly.

Larisa is silent for a moment thinking about how she met the assassin she hired to kill Demetrio without Demetrio's knowledge who is clearly on the lookout. If he knew Larisa was going to see that person, Demetrio would definitely kill everyone there.

However, he could not forgive someone who hurt him.

"Tell Demetrio, we'll move downtown for now" Larisa ordered after thinking about it. "And ...."

Sakra looked at Larisa who seemed a bit difficult to speak.

"There has to be one of us who goes and it's better if Bilal knows him, which is you or me." Sakra nodded. "Obviously I, there's no way you are."

Larisa took a deep breath and stopped him. "It's a dangerous task so even if I think you should, I'll ask; you can leave even if they might kill you?"

Sakra shrugged her shoulders. "You said. I have to go."

To be honest Larisa felt a bit guilty because she was like telling Sakra to die in her place so that Larisa could survive. But if he shows that attitude, Larisa does not appreciate Sakra's struggle.

Then Larisa just nodded. "Do it."

Hopefully Bilal can be patient enough.

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