The Cold Wife
Chapter 54

Hanz stared at the astonishment of the woman who was currently standing not far away from him. The woman looks elegant with a black dress combined with a scarf print hijab. Coupled with a little natural makeup polish. Showing charm in Sweet.

"Is Brother Bian present?" tanya Sweet opened the conversation. The woman sat on the sofa, to wear high heels.

"Yes, this meeting is very important. It's certain that Mr. Bian will be present." Hanz is still faithfully watching Sweet's movements.

"Alright," said Sweet raising his head to look at Hanz.

"Did Grandma ask you to come here?" ask Sweet full search.

"No, I came because of my own desire. Of course I came to pick up my wife, is that wrong?"

Hearing Hanz's reply, Sweet rolled his eyes panted. "You're exaggerating Mr. Hanz."

"Hanz, call my name without saying sir." Hanz was disappointed. She had been with Sweet for a long time, but she was still acting formally.

"That's it, we'd better go now." Sweet walks past Hanz. It's not comfortable to argue with that guy.

Hanz sighed, then followed Sweet's small steps.

The luxury car that Hanz and Sweet drive enters a five-star hotel. The car stopped right in front of the entrance decorated with a red carpet. Hanz got out of the car, then turned around to open the door of the beautiful angel. The camera of the reporters immediately pointed at them.

"I wish you'd cooperate, everyone still thinks we're a couple." Hanz whispered a little while extending his hand. Inevitably, Sweet receives Hanz's helping hand.

"From the beginning I didn't agree with this lie" Sweet protested. Carefully Hanz helped Sweet down.

The pair of fake lovers entered the hotel like any other couple. Sweet held Hanz's arm, making the master feel happy.

"It would be better if we really became real husband and wife" Hanz teased.

"Stop talking" Sweet annoyed. He is uncomfortable with his current position. If you stay away from Hanz, then his family's good name will be tarnished. Since the beginning of Hanz who has saved the good name of the Sasmitha family. Hanz admitted in front of the media that Sweet's three children were his. All that he did to avoid criticism of the media crew is quite cruel. Because in the business world it is very difficult to make a few mistakes. A single mistake would be fatal to the company.

It is therefore not easy for Sweet to get through the day, become a career woman as well as become a mother to her children. The heavy loads he must carry.

"Wow, you guys are a good couple. I'm proud just to see you guys making out." Bian greeted the two with such enthusiasm. Very rarely he saw the closeness of the two people who are currently in front of him.

"I hope things like this will continue to happen" Hanz replied giving a smile to Sweet. But the woman did not seem to care.

"Thank you, Hanz. You've taken good care of my sister, I hope you're really a match."

"That's impossible" muttered Sweet. However, Hanz could still hear it.

"No need to talk much, we should greet the clients who have been present. Congratulations to both of you, for the success of our tender this time." Bian smiled sincerely. Happiness is now enveloping his heart. This party was organized by his family's company. As appreciation in the winning tender of tens of billions. Of course the luxurious event held this time was not a difficult thing for them.

"Thank you, Mr. Bian." Hanz said so sincerely.

"Hey, stop that stupid call. My buyer is Brother-in-law," said Bian who managed to make Sweet shocked. He disliked the absurd discussion of his cousin's brother.

"You better talk with four eyes" said Sweet, who then moved away. Bian who saw that laughed again.

"Sorry, it seems like you haven't been able to shift the man in his heart. My sister is so stubborn, I hope you try harder." Bian looked at Hanz.

"Of course, I knew him first. I'll get her heart out slowly." Hanz looks so confident. Make Bian calm. Because Hanz was sincere to his sister. To date, Hanz has never forced Sweet to accept it. Even the man is still loyal to keep Sweet and his three children.

Sweet was seen greeting some colleagues. With a short chat and a thank you. He moved back to greet the others. Although there was no smile or joke. Everyone knows who Sweet is. A woman with an ice-cold heart.

While chatting lightly with his friends. A waitress came over.

"Sorry, Miss. Mr. Bian asked you to meet him. Come with me" said the twenty-year-old man.

Sweet did not give any response. He followed the steps of the waitress. The man in uniform took Sweet to the rooftop. The place where Bian is.

Sweet stepped slowly, approaching the brother who was enjoying the night view of Surabaya.

"What's wrong?" ask Sweet to the point. Bian, who had just realized the presence of his sister, turned the wheelchair. Giving a meaningful look to the sister.

"I'll arrange your marriage with Hanz. Not forever will I be by your side. I want you and your children to have proper protection. I think Hanz is fit to be the father of your three children."

Sweet was stunned to hear it, all of it was beyond belief. He never imagined he would be in a relationship with Hanz. Even his relationship with Alex is still up.

"I never agreed," Sweet refuted with reddened eyes.

Bian let out a long sigh, pushing his wheelchair to approach Sweet. Her dark eyes managed to lock onto Sweet's brown netra.

Sweet speechless. Is it true that he still expects Alex? The man who had already scratched quite a deep wound in his heart.

"I'll help you get the divorce papers. After that, you can choose freely. I just want to see you happy, you're my only sister. I don't like seeing you like this" Bian continued. The man pulled Sweet's hands together in his hands.

"What do you want to think of me? Maybe a selfish big brother, but it's true. Let me be selfish, for your happiness."

Sweet was still silent, his mouth as if it was tightly locked.

"I'll be waiting for an answer in a week. You can say you want it. I'll do everything for you." Bian took off his grip. Staring at Sweet for a long time.

"Think everything well," Bian said before leaving Sweet still riveted.

Sweet was sitting limp on the floor after Bian's departure. His defenses are falling, Sweet crying in solitude. That's what he's feeling right now.

"No, I don't love her anymore. I hate him, I hate him so much." Sweet sobbed while hitting his chest that felt tight.

The mouth may say no, but the heart cannot lie. Sweet misses her husband. The man who had sassy his heart. Whatever hurt Alex gave me. That feeling of love never fades. It was just that the ego in his heart was more domineering. Cover up all reality if the love is still attached.

Sweet's cry stopped because he heard the sound of his cellphone ringing. Sweet opened the handbag and looked for the whereabouts of the gawai.

A row of unknown numbers appeared on his phone screen. Sweet shifted the green button hesitantly, then placed it on the ear.

"Mommy," the little voice behind the phone managed to win Sweet's feelings. He took a deep breath, then wiped his still dripping tears.

"Lexa, Mommy already said say hello first before talking," said Sweet trying to cover up his sadness. He did not want Alexa to know his current situation.

"Assynthem, Mommy." Alexa's voice sounded cheerful.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, darling. Who else are you using, huh?" Sweet rose from his position. Then find a place to be a backrest. Sweet dropped the option on a long chair and sat there.

"Super Hero, Mommy. Mommy why didn't you come? Super Hero has been waiting for Mommy. Mommy forgot ya?"

How could I forget about this. Inner Sweet. He forgot his promise with the Super Hero figure that Alexa often calls. Sweet massaged his head that felt dizzy.

"Mommy's sorry, honey. Mommy forgot about it" Sweet said regretfully.

"Mommy must be busy, right? It's okay, said Super Hero tomorrow can also meet Mommy."

Sweet paused for a moment, "give the phone to her, Mommy wants to talk for a minute."

"Good, Mom. Super Hero, Mommy wants to talk" said the little Alexa while giving the man a phone. Sweet was waiting for an answer from the Super Hero. But there was no sound at all. Sweet decided to talk first.

"Hello" said Sweet without hesitation. However, there is still no answer. Sweet pulled the phone, wanted to make sure whether it was still connected or not.

Strange why he didn't answer. Though still connected. Sweet thought while putting his phone back in his ear.

"Sorry sir, can you talk?" Sweet was getting upset about not getting an answer.

"You crying?"

The deg! Sweet was silent when he heard a very familiar voice. Sweet quickly kept the phone away from the ear.

Why is that voice so similar to her? What could it be, and how could she know I was crying?

Sweet put his phone back in his ear, "who are you?"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him. I'm not the bad guy you think I am, Miss."

Again Sweet was silent because he heard a voice so similar to the figure of the man he always avoided.

"Can you know what your name is? So that I can remember it more easily," said Sweet trying to calm his mind. Long enough the figure behind the phone answered Sweet's question. Makes Sweet even more curious.

"Alexander." the man deliberately hung his words and managed to make Sweet's heart beat.

"Mantara."

Brak! Unknowingly, Sweet's phone fell. His entire body seemed to tremble upon hearing that name.

No. gabe... Nah! That's not possible. Sweet woke up from his position. With a hand that shook violently, he picked up his dropped phone. And left the place in a hurry. His body was weakened, as if helpless. However, he is still trying to stay strong. All fear again gnawed at him. His mind was no longer clear, all the bad happenings continued to flash through his mind.

I won't let him take my kids. It never will.