Second Wife Mr.Billionaire

Second Wife Mr.Billionaire
Everything is so hard


In the hallway of the crowded hospital, Arabella ran in the ken behind her, without regard to the cries of the hospital residents.


Until one of the arabella doors stops and opens it to show his father who is still lying but with open eyes, with his stepmother and stepbrother who are beside the father.


With happy and sad feelings mixed into one arabella walked up to the father and hugged him very tightly.


"Dad, I'm glad you came back to your senses" he said in between hugs.


With the rest of the energy that was there the father gently rubbed his daughter's body, "Dad is also happy to see you again" he said very softly.


Bella lets go of his arms and turns to hold his hand, "How is dad doing now? Is anyone sick?" ask bella.


"A little bit, but it's okay" he said with one hand rubbing bella's cheek.


"But... How's the company doing?" asked the father made Arabella immediately look up to look at her stepmother and also joana who had been just cool staring at the screen of her phone.


"The company has been closed by the bank" replied sasmita honestly without anyone being covered.


"Then charge... The treatments?"


And again Arabella looked at the mother who immediately looked at her with a warning look, "You don't have to worry, all the medical expenses and other things I can still overcome." sasmita said with a smile on her lips.


...******...


After the father closed his eyes to rest again, the sasmita pulled Arabella's body out of the room.


"What's the mah?" bella asked as they were already completely in the hallway which was quite quiet.


"Your marriage to Mr. Nicholas is a secret, no one should know about it.. Your papa. So don't let him know about this, understand!!" sasmita pointed right in front of Arabella's face with a gaze full of warning.


"But we can't keep hiding this, ma'am, what if you're home and I can't come to your house? I can be suspicious." sidelines bella.


"That problem let it be thought of, the most important thing now is not to let your father know, maybe I will be blamed for all this, understand!!"


"I-iya mah" he said hesitantly.


Arabella leaned her body after the mother left, a heavy sigh came back from her mouth.


Years of living with her father never once did bella lie to her, and now Arabella has to lie about a marriage that her father was supposed to know first.


"Lemes very, very drink first." ken came to bring a drink in both hands that was given one to bella.


"Thank's ken." he said.


"Why don't you tell me that your father's company is bankrupt" said Ken, who is now giving his services alongside Arabella, "Although I can't help much but at least I can tell dady to help your family."


"I don't want to bother you, Ken."


Putting her body back up and facing Arabella, "We've known her for a long time, you don't have to bother me, I'm happy if you come out straight without fearing trouble." he said with a hand rubbing the top of Arabella's head.


"Hmm okay."


5 years ago, in high school for the first time Arabella knew the figure of ken, a man who became an idol of female students at that time.


And for the first time also Arabella got a confession of love from a man who is none other than Kenneth.


But unfortunately the recognition received rejection from Bella who was not interested at that time to establish a relationship and just wanted to focus on learning to pursue her goals.


Then instead of staying away Ken instead volunteered to be Arabella's friend who made them become closer as a friend.


"Are you going home?" ask ken.


"Emm maybe I'll come home for a little while and come back here."


"I'm taking it."


"Alright, then I'll go first."


"Hmmm be careful on the road."


"Every princess" he said respectfully, like a soldier who made bella chuckle, and then Ken began to leave.


...*****...


At three o'clock in the afternoon Arabella returned to her house to bring clothes and books so that tomorrow she would not have to come back for college preparation.


The frown on his forehead was clearly visible when he saw a white car parked in his yard.


And the question is 'who's car is that?' answered already when Arabella opened the door of the house that immediately showed a sarah who was now sitting in the living room chair while playing her cellphone.


"Miss?" sarah looked up her head as Arabella's voice rang out.


"Miss has been here a long time?" ask bella who's now starting to sit herself on the couch.


"No, I just got there."


"Is there a problem?"


"i just want to give you this." he said again while putting a card on the table.


"There's some money you can use for your needs, every month my husband will fill it up so you don't have to be afraid of running out."


"And I hope you can give me some happy news soon, Arabella."


Bella was bowed down for a moment, happy news? Bella wants to break this agreement and return to her usual life, where she will focus on college and being a teenager in general. However, is she ready to conceive a baby at a young age? Bella is capable


"Don't say... You still have doubts?" sarah said making bella instantly raise her head.


"No, it's not that."


"Good, I hope you don't forget to return the favor" he said, now standing from his place.


"My husband will be here three times a week and as long as it's trying it'll be to keep doing it" said the last before leaving.


Bella leaned her body on the sofa, with both eyes closed.


Things get tough, but it's only been a day for Bella to do it.


Starting from a marriage that must be enshrined especially from his father, who even to lie a small thing is very difficult for bella.


'Sorry father'.


'And.... Mother's'


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