The Cold Wife
Season 3 (80)

Violet continued to look at Emilia who was chewing her food uninspiredly. It seemed like the woman was being riled up at the thought of her son, several times continuing to sigh heavily.

"Emm?" Violet finally called out to him. The Emilia reflex looked at him. "Can you tell me how Noah was born? I know you've never been married."

Emilia remained silent as if reluctant to answer Violet's question.

"Ah, I'm sorry for being so presumptuous. I shouldn't have asked about that. Forget it." Violet did not want to force her best friend to tell her stories.

Emilia looked at Violet fixedly, and who would have thought that the woman had actually started talking. "Everything happened because of that night, Vi."

Seeing Emilia start telling stories, Violet took it seriously.

Emilia sighed, then bit her lip as what she was about to tell was now scraping her old wounds. Violet looked at him with sadness.

"I don't know if that night will be my worst night. I think my stepmother sincerely wants to mend our relationship. So I just believed it and got together with his friends. Unfortunately I was too stupid and innocent, it turned out that Mom put the medicine in my drink, she wanted to sell me to one of her friends. Luckily, I was still half conscious and managed to escape. Because of the panic, I hid. But suddenly someone smothered me until I don't remember anything." Emilia paused to catch her breath. Then Violet looked at him carefully.

"Whatever I remember, I woke up in the morning naked and my whole body was all sick. I couldn't even walk at that time." Emilia hit her chest that felt tight. Violet hugged him immediately. Emilia's cry broke. "I. I realized then, Vi. If my future is ruined. And to my heartache, I didn't know who that guy was because when I woke up, I was alone there. There was no one, nor any trace of what that man left behind."

Hearing that Violet was increasingly compassionate on the bad luck of her best friend.

"Until I finally decided to go home. But when I got home, my mother accused me of selling myself. And then Daddy got angry and hit me all out. Even I was thrown out, penniless. Lucky I met a kind old lady. He wanted to support me and give me a part-time job. Until the day I feared it was happening, I was pregnant." The next is long.

"I'm sorry I wasn't in your bad times, Em." Violet felt like she had failed at being a friend.

"You're not wrong, Vi. I was wrong to shut myself off from you. Actually I deliberately cut off the relationship with you, I'm ashamed if I have to meet you." I am Emilia while tightening her arms, then continue to talk. "Since Noah was born, my life has gotten better. My always lonely life became warm after the child was present. He is the cure of all my pain. The only source of my happiness. But everything changed because suddenly they took my son away. My life was ruined again, what else did that guy keep threatening to kill Noah. I was scared to death. So I'll do everything I can to get my son back. I just want my Noah back, Vi." Emilia's cry was getting sobbing until her stomach hurt.

"I'm sorry, Em. I shouldn't have scratched your old wounds. Trust me, Noah will come back to you." Violet rubbed Emilia's arms full of affection.

"Noah's too small, Vi. What if they do something bad to her?" The woman's voice sounded so soft. All this time he kept harboring his feelings of anxiety and fear alone. There is no place to complain. Even the police couldn't help him find Noah. Emilia is therefore determined to do everything she can to get her son back, despite having to go on a mission that might threaten her own life.

Elsewhere, Marvel continues to explore all the places Rose once held as a hideout. Unfortunately, the boy was not found. And he's currently in a warehouse near an obsolete pier.

And only this time Marvel felt its name was anxious and afraid. He himself did not know what that feeling was. He was very eager to find his son. And make sure it's okay.

A formal man came to him to report. "Sir, we've searched this whole place. There's no trace of anything. And this is our last place."

Marvel massaged the base of his nose. "You've made sure no place is missed?" Ask to make sure.

"Yes, Sir. The whole point was checked. There's no clue whatever we got." Answer again.

As he was about to leave the place, a faint sound of child laughter was heard. Sontak Marvel also gave a warning to his men to be silent. He also sharpened his eyes and ears.

The voice rang out again, and the source came from a mountain of trash.

Slowly but surely, Marvel stepped in there to make sure. Followed by his men. And the voice became clearer, convincing him that it was where the source of the voice was.

"Yakk." The voice was heard more clearly accompanied by a typical giggling of small children.

Marvel gave the code to his men to stop. While he still continues to walk without a sound because he does not want to make the child shocked or afraid.

The sound of giggling and loud ripples was increasingly heard clearly. Slowly Marvel got rid of a few piles of garbage, immediately the giggling sound was gone. The man again coded his men to set up a formation. Quickly his men surrounded the place. Be awake so that the child does not run away.

Marvel got rid of the garbage again, until it found an empty space between the garbage. Instantly his heart fell when he saw a small child embracing his own body while looking at Marvel in fear. Although his face was filled with dirt, Marvel could still see his adorable chubby cheeks.

Slowly the man's lips formed a scythe. "Hi, don't be afraid. I'll help you." He spoke in pretty soft language. But the boy did not understand the language. And that leaves Marvel confused. He then repeated his words in English. Sure enough, the boy began to respond by shaking his head.

His innocent gaze touched Marvel's heart. "It's Papa, honey. Papa." He then said, extending his hand.

"Papa?" The boy stared fixedly at Marvel. How innocent that boy is.

Marvel nodded with a friendly smile. Amazingly the child, it can even make a Marvel who seemed cold and almost never smile during his life suddenly liquid.

"Mommy." The boy hugged his two legs again. "I want Mommy." Slowly her tears seeped, soaking her dirty face.

Marvel sighed, he was really confused as to what else to do now. He then had to go in there and pull the boy. Of course the boy screamed in fear while hitting and biting Marvel.

"Srst." His frown as the boy bit his shoulder, even continuing to rebel while crying. However, Marvel kept trying to hold him back and hugged the boy tightly. "Calm down, I'm not gonna hurt you."

The child's body slowly calmed down although it was still trembling in fear. "Mommy, I want Mommy."

"Yes, we're gonna meet your mom okay?" And it seemed like he managed to make the child calm down. "How long have you been in there hm?" His whisper. Unknowingly he kissed the child's head, not even caring if the child's body smelled bad. What he did was to make Noah feel comfortable and protected.

Marvel's jaw hardened when I imagined how long his son had been in that dirty place. What did he eat and drink? It all makes his anger burn. After this he will not hesitate to kill anyone involved in the kidnapping of his son. Even the innocent child's life was made into worthless toys. It seems they picked the wrong opponent this time.

The destruction they will soon receive for daring to harass him.