Revenge On Crazy Husband
3. Four Days

People will say that Larisa is a foolish woman who volunteered to return to her ex's arms despite being so humiliated.

Larisa still remembered how people laughed at her, even those close to Larisa, for being dumped for no reason by Demetrio.

Even after the cancellation, Larisa heard the news that Demetrio had a love affair with a beautiful artist and film director.

Their relationship is said to be very harmonious. Demetrio often expressed affection through social media and gave loving answers to journalists in coverage of their relationship.

But ....

"I know it's fake." Larisa gave a small laugh considering how their relationship ended a few days ago. "He's just bored."

At the end of the day, Demetrio just likes to play everyone. He likes it when he acts in control, mastering something he wants, then dumps it when he feels it will be funny.

Demetrio had already disposed of his conscience long ago. Larisa muttered as she got down from the car right in front of the door of Lawrence's majestic residence.

This is not a heart game. It's a game between madmen.

Larisa gave a small laugh stepping her feet back to the residence. He's not angry at all. Larisa was happy.

Now I don't know what Demetrio was thinking, which he clearly gave Larisa the chance to destroy him.

"Welcome, Miss." A servant greeted Larisa as soon as the giant door opened. "Young Master is waiting for Miss in the back garden. Let me deliver."

"Yes." Yeah." Larisa smiled sweetly. "Let's go."

They walked towards the back garden where Demetrio was waiting. Even from a distance, he could see his figure sitting quietly enjoying the peace of his world.

People who have everything they want to have in the world. Of course he's very peaceful.

"Young Master, Miss Larisa has arrived."

Larisa's eyes were fixed on Demetrio's smile which still felt the same even after two years.

His face looked more handsome than last time. Larisa sees Demetrio change her hair color to grey while dating the artist, but now her hair looks black again.

The earrings attached to his ears and how he sat down really gave the impression that he was Demetrio.

The haughty one who knows the world worships him.

"You have come. Faster than expected." Demetrio drew a cheerful smile. "For a long time no see, Larisa."

Precisely that shameless attitude made Larisa want to laugh with satisfaction.

I understand Demetrio's feelings now Larisa said mindfully in her. The feeling of wanting to make people kneel down and suffocate because of me, I understand.

"During time don't meet, Young Master." Larisa gave a bright smile. "You seem to be getting more handsome. Having a relationship with an artist definitely gives a pleasant atmosphere."

The old Larisa will not smile at her enemy. Larisa who used to be a serious and boring girl as Demetrio said.

But now it's different.

Naif is no longer Larisa.

"Hmm." Demetrio smiled as if he was a little surprised at Larisa's reply.

But then he came back to play the role. "I also see you getting more beautiful and charming. Your smile is like a pink rose."

"really? I'm wearing a natural lipstick color so it's not too flashy."

"It's pretty gaudy on your lips."

"Thank you." Larisa smiled sweetly. "When is the wedding going on?"

"Talk about that?"

"That's important, Young Master."

Demetrio. "yes too. Well, then, what do you think? When exactly does the wedding have to take place?"

"Four days."

Demetrio's smile disappeared replaced with a shocked face. "What?"

But Larisa's smile was still perfectly reflected. "Let's do it in four days, at your family's main residence."

For the first time Demetrio's gaze changed. She seemed to be wary of what Larisa was thinking, but she only smiled like a foolish woman who could not live if not married by the Young Master.

"Four days, huh? It was sudden."

"Are you not happy?"

Demetrio smiled again. "No. That's interesting to do. Four days I'll make it as perfect as possible."

"You're a very cheap day, Young Master." Larisa. "I'll excuse you then. I need to get back soon to bring word. How the wedding went, please do it's up to you."

Larisa walked away without even touching the tea brewed for her.

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