The Love of Mr. Erick
GCTE | Chapter 137

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The sun was rising as Marvin drove Clarissa to his home. Her black metallic SUV parked exactly ten steps from the gate of the woman's house was visible.

"Thank you, yeah. You shouldn't bother driving me straight like this" said Clarissa, the man who had been silently staring around her realized and nodded.

"No problem. Besides, I might let a beautiful woman go home alone" Marvin said without making eye contact as he seriously observed Clarissa's residence.

The woman felt blushed.

"Why does he always say words that sound ambiguous."

"Didn't he realize his words could make someone geer? he's a doctor anyway, but why is he so good at combating."

When Clarissa was drowning and busy with thoughts in her head, Marvin suddenly spoke that made Clarissa's consciousness return to the real world.

"Is this really your home?"

"Eh, yes it is." replied Clarissa.

"But why does it seem so simple, I-I mean that I know you're a famous model right? I thought your house would be so shitty."

Clarissa laughed when she heard it. Marvin slightly gasped when he saw Clarissa laughing so loose and soothing, crisp and funny laughter Marvin just heard this time.

"Hahaha, I don't think a person who always looks like a genius like you can think of such a small thing, sorry but I think it's so random and funny."

"Well, is it really like that?" Marvin laughed, rubbing his nape that did not itch.

"Well, regardless, I'm just curious. Sorry if my question offended you."

"Not at all, I'm not offended" Clarissa shook her head. "Mmm to answer your question. Here I have no permanent residence, sometimes I will live in an apartment, or in this house, a gift from my father, he said, because my whole family was originally from Canada and my citizenship also moved to follow my father who was native there. I'm just here to stay close to Erick, I guess I can stay here forever because I'm always next to Erick. But now there's Elena, she's entitled to Erick .. So maybe I'll move again and go back to my family in Canada" Clarissa explained at length.

Marvin mangosteen understands. "Aren't you looking for a new love? you're beautiful and popular You could have picked one of the many men who lined up for you, including me, maybe? remember, my offer last time was still valid."

"Hahaha you've always been funny? mmm, for now I want to focus more on treating the wounds in my heart first, no matter how much love clapping one hand hurts and I want to heal also care more about myself. The point for now is I don't have time for romance."

Marvin nodded his head, okay. Inexplicably hearing the woman's explanation and the way she spoke caused a strange sigh of its own in her chest.

"All right, whatever's best for you. Then I'll let you leave."

"Mmmm .. once again thank you for driving me," Clarissa said, nodding lightly.

"Dam!" Marvin gave his thumbs up, then waved his hands while entering his car.

Clarissa let out a sigh after Marvin's car disappeared from the corner, and the woman went inside the fence and locked it.

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At the police station at the moment.

Everyone was resting, in the cell of four female prisoners asleep by snoring making Sarah who was awake was very disturbed by the sound.

"Damn it! they're so bad again, I want a break too." sarah looked inwardly at the annoyed four women in orange with the inscription of the prisoner behind their backs who were now asleep piled up not far from where he pulled over, sitting out.

Suddenly a policewoman called him.

"A prisoner named Sarah Advika, there's a visit for you."

"Who? who's visiting me?" asked Sarah enthusiastically, her clenched hands held one of the iron bars, while the policewoman was opening the chain of prison locks.

"Look at it yourself. Come on!" said the policewoman nonchalantly handcuffed Sarah's arms and then took her outside after locking the prison lock back..

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"Mona!" squealed Sarah, as she found out who was waiting for her at the table where she was visiting.

"Mommy!" Mona stood with a face, Sarah immediately approached and hugged her daughter.

"You don't have much time" said the police officer who escorted Sarah and walked away.

Sarah just nodded so much as Mona, then they sat in their seats.

"Geez, what's up with your looks, my daughter?" Sarah screeched in surprise not when she examined Mona's appearance in more detail, her long hair that seemed unkempt and tangled masai, he said, his dull, bruised face here and there Mona's clothes look more mundane than they should be.

"Huaa! mommy!" Mona immediately whined, however she tried to strong Mona was still a princess who was used to being spoiled and whiny.

"What's wrong? tell mommy!" sarah was worried.

As Mona sobbed, she told him everything that had happened in the mansion since Sarah was taken to the police station.

"Dickhead!" after hearing Mona's story.

"Si Rey Bajjingan, your daddy is really a barbaric father, he can just take you out of the davidson family, and make my beloved daughter a maid in her own mansion. Too far from you all! watch it!"

It was as if there were embers in her heart Sarah spoke with a stifled growl.

"Hiks .. hiks, I must how mom, I continue to be tormented by the brash servants in the mansion. Daddy also rarely came home and never defended me when those maids bullied me."

"Don't ever call that bastard as your daddy again Mona" Sarah stressed.

"You take it easy, mommy will avenge all their deeds."

"But this, mommy's hand why?" mona asked since just now with a bluish bruise on her mother's arm.

"Oh this, ck. Just like you in prison, mommy was bluffed and always told by the other prisoners there."

"It must be painful" Mona said, perhaps what she received was not comparable to what her mother received in custody.

"You don't have to worry, Mon. They thought it would be so young to destroy mommy, but they were wrong."

Sarah grins. Mona always knew what it meant if she had a creepy smile like that.

"Did mommy have a plan?"

"of course. There have been many plans that mommy thinks about in here," said Sarah tapping her temple as if she was showing her brilliant brain which unfortunately is used for harm.

"First of all, mommy has to get out of this damned prison."

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To be continued.