The Cold Wife
Chapter 48

"What do you feel?" ask Arnold to Nissa who just woke up. The peaceful woman smiled faintly.

"Well," he said so weakly. Arnold swiftly picked up a glass on the nightstand and helped his wife drink.

"Where is Dika?" asked Nissa while occasionally closing her eyes.

"He's safe with Milan and Mala" Arnold replied, rubbing Nissa's cheek.

"Ana's? How's him? That lady... Did he hurt Ana too?"

The question Nissa asked left Arnold confused. He had no idea who the real woman Nissa was calling.

"Women? So there was someone else then?" arnold was confused. Nissa nodded, she also looked puzzled when she saw Arnold's reaction.

"Wait a minute, I need to call Alex." Arnold got up from a sitting position, and slightly moved away from Nissa.

Elsewhere, Alex looks like people don't know the direction. He's been there looking for Sweet's whereabouts. However, there was not a single trace of his wife. He's at the airport, still trying to find Sweet.

"Master, they didn't find a flight on behalf of Madam. Not even one name is similar" Joshua said firmly. He was also a little overwhelmed looking for the figure of Mrs Alexander.

The news that Joshua brought made Alex more and more frenetic. His head seemed to break, thinking about Sweet's whereabouts that he never found. Even the sky started to turn orange. Until the sound of the phone makes his mind crumble.

Is that you, Ana?

Alex hastily reached into the phone from his pants pocket. His hope was lost instantly when he saw the name that appeared was not the wife, but Arnold. With a feeling of disappointment Alex also received the call of his brother. Their speakers are pretty short, just seconds.

"Josh, we have to go back to the hospital." Alex got up from the chair, then stepped out of the airport. Joshua followed his Master's footsteps, he was sad to see Alex's current state. It was as if seeing something repeated. The hope is only one, don't let Alex go crazy like he used to. If that happened, then not a single person would be able to stop him.

"You feeling good?" ask Arnold to Grace. The woman nodded helplessly. His whole body was in pain. His eyes were still heavy to open due to the effects of the medicine.

Joshua's heart was filled when he saw the bad condition of his heart, for the umpteenth time the girl received pain.

Another case with Alex, he fell silent a thousand languages on the sofa. After hearing Nissa's explanation, her emotions peaked again. Even he cursed himself, if he was so stupid. He had every right to suffer after he dumped Sweet.

"The man had blond hair and was quite tall, I don't know for sure. Because she's wearing a mask on her face," she explained, trying to remember the man who kidnapped Sweet.

"Sweet, I have to go to the hospital first. After that we will go together, so that there is no suspicion on them. You can wait for me in the car" said Grace glanced at Sweet who was still pensive.

Grace took a deep breath, then threw it away slowly. "I know you're starting to love that son of a bitch of yours, but you have to remember! He always hurts you, forget him and live in peace."

Hearing that, Sweet turned his head and looked at Grace fixedly.

"I'll forget it" Sweet said without hesitation. The pain may no longer be treatable. Disappointed, that's how he feels right now.

"All right, you're my best friend. I'm...." Grace stopped her speech when she realized a car was following her.

What Grace did was a big mistake, she didn't realize if a car was suddenly blocking them. Finally he slammed the steering wheel and the car spun quickly. They are resigned to what will happen, even though death is the last way. However, fate has not allowed them to leave the world. The car they drive goes off course, where the green grass thrives. Entering the next lane. The speed began to decrease, and finally hit an electric pole.

Sweet was no longer conscious due to the impact on his head. While Grace, he was still half conscious when someone tried to break the car glass. He slightly shifted his head to look at the figure, who turned out to be a tall man with blonde hair. The man's face was covered in a black mask. Very difficult to recognize.

Grace could still move, she held Sweet's hand tightly. Not letting that guy take his best friend. However, his strength was quite far outclassed. The man easily took Sweet away.

Grace did not stay silent, she kept trying to get out of the car. There's not a single person there. Though usually the place is quite crowded pedestrians or motorists. Is everything planned? That's all Grace can think of. Not willing to waste much time, Grace searches for the whereabouts of her phone. Only that thing could help him, but he could not find it at all. Grace began to panic, choosing to walk to a hospital not too far from the scene. With a stagger he reached his destination, regardless of the call of the sisters who were worried about his condition.

Arnold immediately glanced at Alex who was still busy with his own thoughts.

"I beg you, find Sweet." Grace clasped Arnold's hand. Begging them to find Sweet immediately. Then she looked at Alex, her irises widening.

"It's all because of you, you're the one who caused all this to happen. I had to lose my best friend because of a man like you, you promised to look after and make her happy, didn't you? Then what are you doing now?" Grace vented all the resentment in her heart. This time he really hated Alex.

"You jerk, loser guy." Alex did not care at all about the mockery Grace was making.

"Calm down" Arnold tried to calm Grace down.

"And you!" Grace pointed to Joshua with a look of hate, "i won't trust you anymore."

Joshua was stunned, never in the slightest imagined if the woman of his heart gave a hateful look. His heart ached and grieved. His mouth was tightly clenched, even his eyes did not dare to look at Grace. Everyone fell silent, there was no more debate or just a light conversation. The atmosphere of the room is now decorated with awkwardness.

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"How can you hurt my granddaughter?" Highlights sharp eyes were fixed on the two men who were bowed obediently. Then, a man sitting in a wheelchair dared to raise his head.

"It's all out of control, Grandma. Some wanted his death, "he said so calmly.

"Then?" the cold question was so piercing and meaningful.

"They've been cleared up" the man replied again.

"Don't repeat it again" said the woman who has a young age no longer. Almost all of her hair had turned white.

"It won't happen again." Both men saluted. While the woman was sitting next to the woman who was still lying weak.

"There's something I want to say, Grandma. This is his lab," said the man in the wheelchair while giving a white envelope that is the result of lab information.

Patiently the old woman opened and read every line of words listed in the affidavit, occasionally widening her irises. A little surprised by the results he saw. After that, he put the letter back in the envelope. And give it back to the man.

"Do road treatment from tomorrow, it's safer to hide it at home." The old woman looked at the pale face of the granddaughter. The face that almost completely inherited his youngest son. His wrinkled hands moved to touch that face. Then kiss the woman's forehead.

No one else can hurt you, sorry we picked you up too long. Grandma will make sure, you are free to choose your own world.