Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Starting From the Beginning

That night, on the top floor of the hospital building...

Sheila was pondering her actions the past few months. After succeeding with the goal of destroying the lives of those who hurt her in the past, instead of getting happiness, Sheila instead felt like she was the worst human being on earth.

There was only the darkness of the night that felt perfecting his regret. Even he felt the same pain, seeing others suffer for his actions. The woman wiped her tears that were falling down her face.

Why is this sick? I should have been happy to see Audry in such a bad state like now. I should have been satisfied to see Maya consumed by her own arrogance, along with her parents. And supposedly, I was happy to see mom looking down embarrassed when I met her. I should be happy to see Brother Marchel suffer for these four years. But why am I even sick? Seeing them all destroyed, why make me feel devastated? Have I made a mistake? Am I not worthy to repay their actions?

It was in that quiet place, Sheila wept over her regrets. He realized that there is nothing beautiful about revenge. All that is left is pain.

Until a hand pulled him and carried him into his arms. His regret grew even more so. As if wanting to release all the painful feelings that had been eating away at him.

"Cry as much as you can and release all your burdens" Marchel said, wiping the hair and back of the woman who was still his wife. "Cry!"

Sheila buried her face in the chest of that field. She spilled all her weight in her husband's arms.

"Sister Marchel, am I too evil? I feel so sick watching them all get ruined for what I did."

"It's not your fault, Sheila! I was wrong. I'm not a good husband. Because of my mistake you became like this. If only I could keep your feelings in check, maybe none of this would have happened. Yeah, it's my fault, not yours. I'm sorry!" marchel whisper.

Sheila did not answer. For a while he just cried and continued to cry until he was satisfied.

Marchel cupped Sheila's face, looking deeply into her puffy eyes. "Will you forgive me and give me another chance? Let's forget everything. We're going to start all over with Michella. I want to pay for all my mistakes, to make you and Chella happy."

"Am I still worthy? I'm just a vengeful woman."

"Aren't you... I'm the one who has a lot to learn, to be worthy to stand by your side."

For a while, the two people stared at each other, as if the gaze was able to explain the feeling of love between the two. Marchel grabbed Sheila's hand, and placed it on her chest.

"Sheila's... Will you marry me?"

Sheila froze, her heart rhythm felt faster. There was a sense that was hard to explain hearing Marchel's words.

"Married?" Sheila looked confused. "Married how else? We got married five years ago."

Marchel smiled faintly, "I want to start everything from scratch. At that time we were married in secret. Let's start with getting married. After Michella improved of course. You want to, right?"

"I'm..."

"Yes or yes?"

"Sister Marchel..."

"Answer yes, or I'll kiss you!"

Sheila remained silent, but her silence answered everything, so Marchel pulled her back into his arms. Enough farewell for four years. Now the two just want to make each other happy.

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A bright day....

After a week in the hospital, that day little Michella was allowed to go home. He looks very happy. Moreover, during the week of being in the hospital his parents continued to accompany him.

Sheila was stuffing some of Chella's clothes into a small suitcase.

"Mother ... Chella and Mommy want to go home to dad, right?"

"Yes, Honey!"

"So Michella wants to stay with dad, or with mom?"

Confused! The little girl was sculpting, not understanding why she should stay with her father or mother alone.

"You want the same father Mother.." he replied innocently.

Sheila grabbed the body of her little girl and carried it onto her lap. Brushed her hair with love. "Chella. later Chella stay at my father's house first. Next week we will stay at the house. Chella understands, right?"

"You're the same Mother.." - Chella.

"Then this Sunday at my mother's house, next Sunday at my father's house. How's it?"

"You're the same dad, too..." The little girl's eyes had started to tear back. He thought he would be abandoned by one of his parents.

Not long after, Marchel came into the room. It approached immediately when it saw Chella start sobbing. "Chella why?"

"Dad... Chella wants to stay with dad, same mother." Tugging at the sleeve of the shirt used by his father.

Marchel glanced at Sheila at a glance, "Look, right? It seems to be accelerating. Otherwise Michella would cry every night if she didn't see any of us." Marchel rubbed Chella's head. "Try asking mother, why the father of the same mother can not live together."

Chella stared innocently at Sheila with teary eyes. "Mother, Chella wants to stay with Mommy and Dad..."

Marchel smiled to herself, seemingly now finding a way to persuade Sheila to hasten their marriage. Of course, Chella was a powerful weapon for Sheila to agree with.

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A car stopped right in front of a magnificent house like a palace. Marchel takes Sheila home after bringing her little Michella home first. As agreed, Chella will stay with Marchel, in order to monitor her child's health.

"Thank you for driving me" Sheila said as she opened the car door.

"Wait, Sheila.." call Marchel.

"What's wrong?"

"I'll be here as soon as I can with Mom and Chella to propose. Tell your father and brother that fierce. If they refuse, I'll kidnap you! Understood?"

Sheila gaped in disbelief at Marchel's words. Usually Marchel was a quiet figure and his carriage was calm. However, in the past few days, Marchel had been very intensely approaching Sheila. Like a man approaching a girl he likes. Not even infrequently seduction sentences came out of his lips.

"I'll tell her," Sheila replied nervously.

"All right, see you." While publishing his charming smile.

Without a word Sheila got out of the car and into the house. Marchel was still sitting in the car. Get the phone out of his pants pocket and call his best friend Willy.

If Marchel is good at seducing, it's definitely the result of learning from her playboy best friend, Doctor Willy of course. It feels like Marchel would go crazy following Willy's ridiculous idea of getting close to Sheila.

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