Sold My Husband and Bought My Ex-Boyfriend
Hundred Eight

"No Ma! Ella's going to grandma! Ella doesn't like to get close to that ugly papa!" The little girl sagged from her mother's sling. Then a small run towards the backyard followed the grandmother.

"Geez! Why is my life so complicated, si? When can I live quietly?" Vanya stomped her feet on the floor once again, she walked after Marco who was sulking because he was ridiculed ugly by his son earlier.

"Mu ...." Vanya called, but the man seemed busy talking to someone through his dress code.

"How could Her, right?" Loudspeaker mode calls are activated so that Vanya who is holding at the door can hear it.

There's a Master, but you have to do 17 plastic surgeries if his face wants to look like Jimin.

Sontak Vanya glaring. His heart almost jumped from its place. "What the fuck are you, Co?" his yell.

Sir, is that Miss Vanya?

The voice of the Hero across there broke the silence after Vanya shouted. After four years of separation, the man has now returned to Marco's hands. Become secretary and most loyal follower.

"Hmmm. Just arrange the meeting. Whatever I do for my son Ella!" The man spoke out loud. He deliberately did so that Vanya understood that he was upset right now.

Fine, Mister. Have a nice day there. Have fun.

With your head, said Marco who only dared to be spoken in the heart.

Closed call. Vanya approached after Marco placed his phone on a small table next to him.

"What do you want, Co? Ella is just a child, why are you taking her words too seriously?"

"Too serious?" Marco looked at the woman half-angry. "Which man is not hurt to be insulted by his own son?"

"Yes .. Yes, I understand how you feel! But Ella did that because she wasn't used to your presence. Later if Ella had known you more closely, she wouldn't have said anything like that. Be patient with Ella, she's just a little kid who's not used to the presence of new people. Especially in this house never the arrival of a male figure at all."

"I've been patient since, but Ella still doesn't like my presence. Do you know how much I want to hug and kiss that kid? No, we are free to argue! If you introduce her papa figure to Ella early on, surely she won't be like that" Marco admitted unknowingly to making Vanya feel cornered.

"Yes" Marco replied annoyedly.

Vanya stood with a waist-rigged position. His eyes were sharp, full of anger and also disappointment.

"Four years you disappeared without news, you could have blamed me for everything that happened to Ella! Marco, who deserves the most blame between the two of us?"

Marco stood up not to lose.

"Why do you always corner me by discussing those four years? I explained all the reasons and tried to apologize. I admit I was wrong and promise to fix it. But you always bring up my mistakes without giving me a hint of reproach to make up for them. Now who's selfish here, me or you?" Screaming Marco blaring, he doesn't even care if Ella and Grandma hear his heated argument with Vanya.

The man was not a person born with a field-wide patience. Marco tends to be emotional and easily confused if something he expects is not in accordance with his wishes. Like now, he had tried as patiently as possible to face Vanya and Ella, but the stock of patience that was not much was drained. Replacing the anger and helplessness that gushed out strongly from within him.

Two of Vanya's hands clenched. His heart was like being pierced painfully as Marco snapped it hard enough.

Why would you come back if you just wanted to hurt my feelings again like this, Marco?

Vanya didn't say a word. He ran as fast as he could without a definite destination. His heart is so sick. His originally peaceful life began to be disturbed. For whatever sake he was not ready if he had to be forced to open his heart to the man who had let him down so many times.

"Damn it!" Marco kicked the foot of the table, then ran after Vanya who almost disappeared at the end of the road.

Lightning omens of rain were lurking over the sky. To foment a hot afternoon from their quarrel.

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