The Cold Wife
Season 3 (97)

They are now on the rooftop, standing facing each other. Emilia was still holding the gun trembling. While Eveline smiled obliquely with both hands folded on the chest.

"Let's do it, here your son is not. No one even saw. Prove if you dare to take responsibility for what you say." His order.

Emilia looked at him with teary eyes. "Before I leave, can you promise to look after my son. Accept him as your nephew?" His request is hopeful.

Eveline snorted small. "Don't bargain with me, Emilia."

Emilia closed her eyes for a moment with tears rushing down. He touched his tight chest, so painful that he had to die like this. However if this was the best, Emilia would do it.

I'm sorry Marvel, maybe my death was the best course. Please take care of our child. Emilia raised the gun with a pointed muzzle right in her head. Then he looked at Eveline.

"I'm sorry, Eve. If my death makes you forgive my mistakes, I will. Please apologize to Marvel. Tell me I love him so much." Emilia said so softly.

But Eveline did not care about it at all and looked indifferent. Waiting for Emilia to press the trigger and kill herself.

Emilia closed her eyes as she pressed the trigger slowly and...

Nah!

Emilia was shocked when the gun turned out not to be loaded with bullets. Spontaneously he looked at Eveline confusedly.

"Ck, it turns out my brother was right. You're a really stupid woman." Umpat Eveline snorted miserably. Then grabbing the gun from Emilia's hand violently and leaving her just like that, of course Emilia was confused.

Eveline continued to grumble because she felt bad. The words of Marvel a moment ago did not miss at all. Now he's losing hard. He wished that Emilia had put the gun on him. Unfortunately, the woman was really stupid. He could have reversed the situation at the time.

An hour ago...

At that time Marvel seemed to enter his car, Eveline suddenly entered. Marvel also looked.

"What do you want to say?" Eveline's question looked at Marvel sharply.

Yeah, Marvel was the one who called him to come.

"Stop this, you're making my wife suffer." Marvel was not happy because almost every day saw his wife crying and daydreaming. So he called Eveline to prove it all.

Eveline grunted. "So you're more concerned with your wife you just met than I'm your sister? You trust him so much, hem?"

Marvel heaved a heavy sigh and took something from inside his dashboard drawer. Eveline is shocked when Marvel pulls out a gun. Then empty the bullet.

"What are you doing?" Ask Eveline curiously.

Marvel looked at his sister sharply and then thrust the thing at her. "This thing is gonna prove my wife's not as bad as you think, Eve. Give him this thing, ask him to kill himself. If she's as wicked and cunning a woman as you think she is, she'll turn things around by pointing this gun at you. If that happens, I'll kill him myself. But if he obeys your orders, you must accept him as your brother-in-law."

Eveline smiled wryly. "Coward. You emptied his ammo. That means you don't trust him either."

"My wife is a stupid woman, I'm sure she'll choose to kill herself. I don't want to risk it." Marvel firmly and straightforwardly.

Eveline tightened her jaw and grabbed the gun violently. "I'll prove it, keep your promise to kill him if this gun leads to me. You'll be disappointed after this."

Marvel held Eveline's arm down. "If he asks you to stay away from Noah, take him to the rooftop. There I can still keep an eye on you." As if he knew what would happen next.

Eveline stared at him sharply then brushed off the rough hands of Marvel and straight down from the car. Marvel can only look at his passing. He trusted Emilia completely because he never messed with her words to kill his wife.

Marvel smiled in anguish. "I told you, he's not as bad as you think. You must admit your defeat. Call her sister-in-law from now on."

"Curtain, not to be judicious." Cynical Eveline.

Marvel sighed and put the gun back in its place. "He had to do all that, Eve. If you were in his position and you were helpless, I think you would do the same. For the sake of my son he put his life on the edge of the horn. It could have been me or your husband killing him."

Eveline looked silent.

"You're angry about losing your future son. Emilia is helpless because her son is being held captive by someone she doesn't know. You two are victims."

"I wouldn't be this angry if you weren't lying to me." Eveline's upset still won't lose.

"Are you sure? With your condition at that time you'll stay calm?"

Eveline turned her face away.

"Eve. Lucas hid all this because he didn't want you to be this crazy. He understands you better than I do as your brother. Just think if at that time you knew the truth, are you sure you'd just shut up?" Again Eveline did not reply.

Marvel took a deep breath before continuing to speak. "He thought everything through carefully. And your safety he prioritizes the most. Go home, don't worry him. It's not just you who's hurt over your son's death, Lucas is just like you. Everyone is hurt too. Stop being selfish and stubborn. You're an adult, Eve." Marvel patted his sister's shoulder.

Eveline looked at Marvel sharply and then hit his chest with all his might. "You're such a jerk!" After saying that, he left. Leaving Marvel still faithfully watching him.

In his car, Eveline continued to ponder Marvel's words a few minutes ago. Has he been wrong all this time?

Because he was too dizzy to think about everything, he chose to go home. Suddenly she missed her husband. It's been three days since he left Lucas without news.

Eveline entered the apartment slowly, instantly her heart was filled as she watched Lucas fall asleep on the sofa. There were also empty bottles on the floor. It seems Lucas was so frustrated that he left.

With a slow step, he approached her and squatted down to align his body with Lucas's face. "I'm sorry, Luc." Fucked sexy lips of the husband.

Because of his actions, Lucas woke up and immediately sat down in shock. "Eve?"

Eveline smiled and immediately rushed to hug her, sitting on her husband's lap. "I'm sorry, Luc."

Lucas hugged his wife's slender waist tightly. "Don't go again, Eve. I'm very worried about you. Good Lord! I'm afraid something's happened to you."

"Why are you drinking, Luc? You want to get sick again?" Upset Eveline hit the man's chest.

"I'm just depressed about being abandoned by you." Answer Lucas. Spontaneous Eveline withdraws. Cupped her husband's face with a smile.

"Basic stupid! I'm mad at you, you should have known I'd be back once my anger was quenched." Resenting.

Lucas looked at her. "Aren't you angry with me anymore?"

Eveline shook her head while smiling. "I'm sorry for being too selfish. I'm just thinking about myself."

Lucas' hand moved rubbing his wife's smooth cheek. "It's okay, I understand how you feel as a mother. I'm sorry I can't be a good husband and father."

"No, Luc. You're an amazing husband and father. Let's go on another honeymoon. I want to spend a lot of time with you." Take Eveline excitedly.

Lucas chuckled and grabbed his wife's lips. Eveline welcomes him, clutching Lucas' neck to deepen their kiss. As if giving up one another's longing.