The Cold Wife
Chapter 51

Alex walks leisurely, entering a European cafe. The man looked handsome in casual clothes. His appearance is much more tidy than before, he has cut his hair and get rid of the fine hair on his face. Alex looks younger and charismatic.

The iris of the man's eyes widened when he caught someone sitting at the table in the right corner of the cafe. Without much thought, he immediately approached the person.

"I'm waiting for you here for an hour." A hazel-eyed man with long hair looked at Alex annoyed. He kept watching Alex sitting in front of him.

"Huh, did you change your appearance?" the man looked at Alex.

"Go to the point." Alex gave a hostile look.

"Come on, we can relax here. I'm still tired after fighting all night. But I'm satisfied, you're my best friend." The hazel-eyed man laughed. Alex showed absolutely no reaction.

"Don't that really be your wish. Nafsumu's too much," Alex slams on the guy.

"Of course, a Gerald Schwarz would not be weak just by serving two women. Even ten women I can afford." The man named Gerald spoke so arrogantly.

"You will never change, your mind is only women and women. But I don't care about it, keep our plan going." Alex gave a sly look. Of course he was countered with a deceptive gaze by Gerald.

"It is with great pleasure that I am honored to have two noble ladies like them. Usually I'll pay the lady a night for fun. But this time I got two captivating butterflies for free, indefinitely." Gerald laughed again. He is happy with what he is playing right now. Of course the profit for profit was on him.

"Wait on! What about your woman?" ask Gerald to Alex. Of course, that question left Alex speechless.

"Find him, and bring him back, Lex. I know, only that woman is capable of knocking down the steel wall in your heart" Gerald continued. This time it looks more serious. Alex stared at Gerald for a long time.

"I'll bring him back when all the trouble is over. You know for yourself, it would be very dangerous if he was next to me." Alex massaged his temples. His head hurts when he remembers Sweet.

"Huh, it's up to you. Let's see if he'll come back in your arms or not? Between you guys are both hard, I don't know who's gonna soften first." Gerald smiled bitterly. He knows very well how the nature of a couple.

Gerald is one of Alex's best friends, besides Hanz. Among them only Gerald was closer. The man did look indifferent, but paid enough attention to his two little friends. Alex keeps complete trust in Gerald, as the man is quite tight-knit in keeping secrets. Unlike Hanz, the man more often disappeared without news. In fact, it is not uncommon for them to differ from each other, which ends in a fight.

"So, you've got news about him?" gerald looked at Alex full of probes.

"I don't know for sure, but I'm pretty sure. Someone's protecting her, and shutting down all the information about my wife." Alex spoke in a frustrated tone.

"Don't worry, I'll help you. Of course it's not free" Gerald smiled meaningfully.

"Huh, I've guessed that. Just take those two useless women for you, that's a gift from me." After saying that, Alex got up from the chair and walked away. Of course, it can not be separated from the supervision of Gerald.

"Well, you're always stuck in love, Lex. This time I'll help you, I hope you find your happiness." Gerald stared at Alex's departure with great pity. As a friend, of course he knows what Alex is thinking right now.

"Ah, this time you gave me two witches. Of course I'm happy to get the seal, but I'm still me. If I get bored, I'll throw them away easily." Gerald wakes up from his position, then follows Alex's lead to leave the place. It was none other than his cafe.

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"Ana, since the morning Grandma noticed you haven't touched any food, you have to eat so that your condition recovers quickly." A woman in her sixties approached Sweet who was pensive in front of the bedroom window.

Sweet pulled himself from a long daydream, then looked at the Grandma who was now sitting in front of him. "Mom, please call me Sweet."

Sweet's gaze was so full of wounds, his eyes watering. He endured the pain he kept quiet for nearly two months.

I hate this name, when I hear that name, I will remember it again and again. I want to forget about it, and let go of all these feelings. Even he was not looking for my current existence at all. How can I sustain all these feelings.

Lady Sasmitha felt pain when she saw the granddaughter who had so many wounds in her heart. "Well, from now on we'll call you Sweet. Very sweet name, like you."

Sweet moved his body a little which was painful. Even his eyes felt heavy to open. However, slowly but surely both of his eyes opened perfectly. The first thing he saw was a white roof. His sense of smell instantly caught such a pungent scent. Even her wrists were painful, and it felt heavy to move.

Sweet realized that he was in a hospital, because he could smell the aroma of medicine that was quite disturbing his sense of smell. Sweet also saw the infusion needle still attached to his arm. His body felt stiff and limp. Pieces and pieces of memory filled his head.

"Grace" he muttered and was about to get up. But suddenly the door opened, revealing a woman who made Sweet unable to speak. His mouth was tightly clenched.

So I'm already in heaven? Think Sweet.

The woman came closer, "are you conscious?"

Waitaminute! So I'm not dead yet, then who's in front of me? Why is it so similar to Grandma's house? Sweet kept thinking hard, making his head throb violently. Until he unconsciously moaned, making the woman feel anxious. Then he pressed a button that directly connected to the doctor's room.

"Darling, you're all right? Wait a minute, the doctor will be here soon." The woman rubbed Sweet's head.

Sweet was completely silent, everything he saw was very real. The Grandma whom he considered dead, was currently still standing healthy before his eyes.

"grandmother?" Sweet finally made a sound. The woman smiled and nodded.

"Yes, it's Grandma, honey. Sorry, Grandma lied to you all this time." The woman who was the status of Lady Sasmitha was also peeping Sweet's forehead with affection.

"Why did Grandma do this?" ask Sweet with a little more tears will spill.

"Sorry, Grandma just wanted to protect you. But all wrong, Grandma gave you to the wrong person. She's too weak to protect you" Sasmitha said, filled with regret.

"What does Grandma mean?" ask Sweet curiously. But the curiosity he had to postpone for a while. The doctor came in to check on her condition. It took a few minutes, the doctor was done checking Sweet's condition.

"Since yesterday Miss Ana's blood pressure was very low, it needs enough rest and it needs nutritious meals... Because conditions like this would be very...."

"Doctor, I'll make sure my grandson gets enough rest and eats as you say." Lady Sasmitha interrupted the Doctor's explanation. As if he did not want the doctor to continue his words.

"Alright, if there are any complaints please let us know. Every three hours the nurse will watch over Miss" said the doctor who understood with the gaze of Lady Sasmitha. The doctor left Sweet's room.

Sweet did not question it at all, he did not want to take the dizziness of new problems. Right now, his head almost broke.

"Grandmother will tell you everything" Sasmitha sat beside Sweet.

"They're not your biological parents, your father and mother died after a few months of your birth. Since then our family's fucked up, your grandfather's gone for good. He was quite shocked when he heard the news of the death of his youngest son," explained Mrs Sasmitha with a gaze full of wounds.

Hearing that, Sweet's chest felt tight. "That's impossible."

"That's the fact, from the beginning our family was destroyed. You have a lot to know, but not now. Once you're better, Grandma will tell you everything." Lady Sasmitha rubbed Sweet's hair gently. Then, the sound of the door opening managed to attract their attention. A man in a wheelchair entered with his assistant.

"He's your cousin's brother, Bian Permana. You two are the treasures that Grandma has right now." Lady Sasmitha smiled happily. Now his two grandchildren are reunited.

"Hi, how are you?" tanya Bian looked at Sweet fixedly. The handsome man asked his assistant to push the wheelchair closer to Sweet.

"Well," replied Sweet briefly. He still felt foreign when he saw Bian.

"I hope that in the future we can work well together. You can ask whatever it is, so we can get to know each other better." Bian smiled sincerely.

"Bian, for now let your sister rest first. His condition has not improved. After he recovers, you can talk as much." Said Mrs Sasmitha. Bian smiled as he nodded obediently. There was no more talk between them. Sweet closed his eyes again, because of the dizziness that never goes away.