Sold My Husband and Bought My Ex-Boyfriend
Fifty Five

Vanya still can not claim that the hell of his world has ended so easily. The riddle before his eyes was not completely over even though Marco had already described all his feelings. There were still a lot of questions in his head that he wanted to ask the man directly. However, Vanya has not dared to invite more conversation because the situation of Marco is still surrounded by feelings of sadness and sadness.

On the bed facing the painting by Marco depicting the young face of Vanya, now both are hugging in the solubility of their own taste and thoughts. Vanya continued to try to calm Marco down, while the man was still crying regretfully in his arms.

"Am I so pathetic?" shush that man.

Vanya can't answer. His lips felt mute for a moment as if the brain connection and his mouth were just cut off.

"I love women to this extent. And stupidly the person I love never loved me at all."

Again, Vanya still could not answer. He also does not know what his feelings for Marco are like now. For all he knows for sure, his feelings for Adit are still there even though the crazy man has long since disappeared from his life. Vanya still hasn't completely forgotten Adit. Remembering their memories is quite a lot and not easily forgotten.

Thirty minutes passed, they spent hugging each other to build up their strength. Vanya hasn't asked Marco anything yet. He was afraid of hurting and mispronounced the man. What Vanya is facing now is the old Marco. Marco is weak and has a fragile heart as soft as snow. Then he must be more careful so as not to carelessly hurt his feelings.

Feeling awkward, Vanya also tried to get up from the bed. But Marco prevented and grabbed his body deeper. "Let it be like this for a little while," he cried full of supplications. As if knowing what Vanya was thinking, Marco said again,

"I'll answer all your questions. Just ask if there's something stuck in your mind and you want to ask" said the man.

Vanya looked at Marco's sad face a little hesitating. He could see the destruction floating between his haggard face until his handsome aura was slightly gone.

"I don't want to ask you anything, you better take a break" said the woman, wiping the remaining tears that had begun to dry on Marco's grim face. "I'll stay with you until you go to sleep. Buy it anytime."

"Tap—"

Vanya immediately silenced Marco's lips with her kiss. Where the woman is more domineering in playing the rhythm of the scene. Marco gasped with Vanya's treatment which was quite good at playing the tongue in his mouth. It is not usual for the woman to be aggressive without being fished first.

For a moment the kiss came off. Gemali sayup heard the breath of Vanya who began to weigh. The woman looked at Marco again as she stroked the frame of his face. "Take it this is the most heartfelt gift I can give you. Now that you are asleep, rest yourself. I know you're tired."

"I don't want to sleep. I still want to talk to you at length so that all our problems are clearer" Marco said, rejecting Vanya's wishes.

The woman had to nod in agreement even though she knew Marco was not doing well. He quickly sat on the bed, followed by Marco who had also sat himself. "Then you speak first. It seems like you have something to ask me too."

Vanya's hand beckoned to let Marco speak.

"You go first" said Marco, inviting Vanya back.

The woman sighed slowly. Then looked at Marco while grasping his fingers. "Although happy to be a little free from the snare of your revenge, to be honest I'm still confused. Why did you finally choose to stop? And even end your revenge halfway. Is there a certain factor that baffles your mind?"

Marco was a little stunned at Vanya's question. His eyes dimmed with a raging sense of regret. Then he replied, "Because the more I tried to hate you, I felt like half of me was gone. Being the arrogant and evil Marco is not my real self. Without me realizing it would be a devastating blow to myself, Van. Not only regret, sometimes I feel unworthy to live as a normal human being."

Now Vanya smiled happily hearing that. One gentle swipe of Vanya floated on his sturdy shoulder.

"I know Marco David Fernando is a good man. He was always good. Let's just say what you're doing is a momentary darkness. Be thankful that you are now back to being who you really are."

"Don't you hate me? Your words just now are not at all worth speaking to the person who has ruined your life."

Marco lowered his head with his feet prodding against a bolster pillow. He was ready to receive the worst answer that soon Vanya would throw.

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Still in the process of expressing each other's taste.

Btw I'm so sorry about you guys. Sorry, I just got up this way. Later on again.