
After Edward's death, Laura began to prepare everything she had to use to clean Edward's luxurious room. Before leaving earlier, Edward had told where the location of the tools and materials used to clean.
It starts with cleaning the bathroom. When she was about to put the trash in her bag, Laura saw her shirt that Edward had thrown away last night.
“Gosh, my expensive shirt.It's unfortunate your fate. Only this first time I have an expensive shirt, but it immediately becomes garbage like this.” Laura lamented the fate of her expensive shirt.
Previously, he only had shirts that cost under 200k. It is not that he cannot afford expensive ones, but there are other needs that he must prioritize. Set aside his income, to pay for college and rent, as well as for his daily expenses. If there was any leftover, he would spend his younger siblings in the parlour.
After the bathroom was clean, Laura headed to the dressing room. Laura arranged one by one Edward's clothes that she found in front of the room. It may have been washed, and placed in front of the room, because of the rules of the owner of the penthouse, who was allowed to enter the room Edward only himself, Johan and now Laura.
After all the clothes were neatly arranged, Laura continued to clean the dressing table. To hide and to organize everything that is on it.
Laura's heart was moved to open the drawers of the dresser. Then his gaze was fixed on a medicine bottle. He took it too.
“What medicine is this?” Laura looked carefully. He then grabbed the phone in his pants pocket. Type several rows of letters in the search engine.
“Sleeping pills, high dose?” His murmurs did not believe.
‘What before this, you always take this sleeping pill, Ed? What really happened to you, to the point that you had to take a high dose of sleeping pills?’
Laura put the medicine back in its place. He felt he had no right to interfere about Edward any further.
The girl continued her work cleaning the locker room.
Now the girl moved to clean the bedroom. His face instantly became hot, as he looked towards the large bed.
“Ah.. Laura Anastasiaaa.”.
The girl recalled the words that came out of the mature man's lips upon reaching the peak of her glory.
“Come with Laura. Continue your work. Don't think of anything.” He reminded himself.
“I'll marry you, after you graduate.”
Edward's words again rang in the girl's mind.
“Is it true he will marry me?” Laura pensive.
“Don't be too hopeful, Laura. My middle-class brother Arga's family just rejected me. Moreover, Hugo's family is high-class, I might not be lyricized by them. Remember Laura, you must be self-aware, your caste is different, lest you get insulted again.” The girl strengthened her heart. He could not have expected Edward too much. The man may accept it but what about his family. No one knows.
The girl continued her work. Replacing the bed linen filled with that sacred stain.
“I have to wash it myself, lest others see it.” He put the dirty linen in the laundry basket.
After all her work was done, Laura decided to leave the penthouse for a while. He went to fill his stomach that had been struggling to be filled. Feeling tired, made him lazy to cook, so he decided to eat out.
“Ed, even though you said it won't impregnate me now, but I should still take care of myself.”
Laura ventured into a pharmacy and bought a pregnancy-preventing drug.
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Meanwhile, at the same time in Hugo’s Tower, it appears that Edward is busy with his work. He would be very serious if it was his job.
Ting.a clang sound is heard from the door direction, indicating if the door is open.
“Bos.” The immoral assistant approached the superior. Johan was used to going in and out of Edward's room without permission.
“What's up, Jo?” Edward spoke without looking at the assistant.
“That, mistress Felisha contacted me, she said the boss did not answer her call.” Johan replied, telling him the intention of his arrival.
“Sial, I forgot my phone in silent mode from last night.” He reached into his pocket, to pick up his smart phone.
“Back in your room now, Jo. Or I'll actually move you to the OB section again.” The grown man was angry.
Johan was grinning like a horse. “Luck the boss, I'll be back in my room now.”
Edward did not answer the assistant. He was busy opening his phone and found so many missed calls from Felisha.
He then called Felisha's contact number, and only the second ring was answered. Which indicates the owner of the loyal number holding his phone.
“Hallo, Ed. Where have you been? Why not answer my call from this morning.” Cerocos Felisha from across the call.
“Hallo, Fel. I'm not going anywhere. Sorry, from last night my phone was in silent mode. So I don't know if you call me.”
“You're making me worry more.” The woman's voice sounded trembling.
“Hey, what's up, baby? Why are you crying? Did something happen, hmm?” Edward asked worriedly. She knew Felisha's feelings were very sensitive. Just a little thing happens, it makes her cry.
“Devano last night had a bad dream. He dreamed about your accident.” The 35-year-old woman's cry broke.
“Felisha, babe. Hear me. I'm doing fine. Nothing happened to me. Tell Devano I'm fine. Okay?” Edward tried to calm Felisha down.
“But Ed, how can Devano dream like that?”
“It's just a sleeping flower, Fel. Or maybe Devano's bond begins to be felt. Already, don't think too much. I'm doing fine. If anything happens to me, don't you feel it first?” Edward replied at length.
“Iya Ed, I'm sorry. I'm just scared.”
“Send my miss greetings to Devano. This weekend, I try to go home. But you don't say anything to him. So that he doesn't expect too much.”
“Iya Ed's. Take care of yourself, yes.”
“Iya, Fel. You too, take care of yourself and Devano. I've always loved you.”
The call ended, and there was guilt in Edward's mind. If she had remembered her cell phone last night, Felisha would not have cried today.
“I'm sorry Fel. Forgive papa, Devan.”
The man rested his tired back on the back of his great chair.
“Are you guys going to accept Laura's presence? How do you react, if you know, my attention has been divided.” He's monologuing. Edward felt his life was complicated now. Laura Anastasia, 21, has messed up her life and heart.
“Fel.. Will you let me live with another woman?”
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