THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER XLIV

THE POV SELLY 2.

Especially when I found out Jodi still loves Suti. And even

getting married even though the event was full of endless drama.

What is clear is that my eternal rival has become the young mistress of Bimantara

Cartwright. I hate him more and more.

It is a disgust that is ingrained. The first when he

loved by Hendri. And the second when I wanted Jodi, it was

that woman got it.

What the hell are the advantages? I am better than him. But the

man, adoring him so much. Loving her. And the other one is men

be well. Not as I often get close to him. They usually just

want to use or just release the appetite of the animal.

Even the last one, I really wanted to make Mr. Clark

as a living guide. I like his attitude and charisma. His person

generous, kind, handsome and one more he's a successful entrepreneur with businesses in three

The state.

The problem with love is simply indifference

Mr. Clark to me. He was always so clingy and didn't want me. Maybe I am

not her type or something else.

If you look more intense. He's like a man from the era

erst. Born thousands of years ago. There might be people like

that in this modern century?

Supposedly if he was that old, his physique underwent a change,

don't you? Like her hair was bleached. Skin snarling. And even his body is not

will it be so strong and so strong?

“He...he. Sometimes my thinking really doesn't make sense”.

Haiish, it's been. What matters is that I have all. Desire

my main thing, is the abundance of wealth and luxury.

Although to reach it I have to lunge there. Tak

I care about the origin of my financial coffers never dry up.

Until Mr. Clark changed strategy by bringing up Dona. Although

that was also one of the mistakes I made. My brilliant idea at once

boomerang for my existence in this world.

Dona. Beautiful but full of ambition. I

found it accidentally. While looking for a distant brother Suti who has

physical resemblance to him.

None of her relatives had any resemblance

external sightings. I who was confused at that time was daydreaming on me

park ‘Boh’ Grandpa, Prigen tourist attractions. And in the midst of my despair, too,

he offered me a bottled drink.

At first I just accepted his offer with a blank mind. So then

I drank the water without thinking. Until my consciousness is drawn

friendly conversation from him.

I turned my head and ‘Buum’. That's his true likeness. As if

identical twins. Only one thing makes them different. Dona female

materialistic is ambitious. But Suti is not.

Be mutually beneficial cooperation between us.

With the intention to collect as many treasures as possible. Money and money are obsessions

dona's biggest is me too.

I introduced him to Mr. Clark. The rest is taken care of by David, the

assistantships. I keep running a small part of the big boss' plan, with

help him in the company.

And that too with an invisible role. Because I was tasked with monitoring

office building in Batu. It is similar to a building foreman. Same

not at all in accordance with my S2.

Not why is it important ‘money’. Until a new task is created

specially for me. Being Dona's baby sister. Starting everywhere.

Or watching? But that's my job. Including covering up the mess he made.

Because of its rebellious nature.

that's what he did. Included in ‘one night stand’ relationship with

a different man.

The perfect combination of crazy possessions and animalistic lust.

“Pufft, he. Turns out he's crazier than I”.

Inexhaustible, still all I run for the sake of the big boss.

Until his actions reap karma. He was killed by men

the mysterious being made the next target of lust. It's ironic, isn't it?

The worldly pleasures he desired were not attained only death

which he got.

Where the death is like a piece of useless meat again. Discarded

on the edge of the forest with a terrible position. Your fate is so bad, Dona.

New problems arise. I'm the one who got hit by a wild woman

that's. Escape from one State to another. In order to avoid the chase

trooper.

Fortunately, I met James Robinson, one of the family

Mr. Clark in America. He helped me selflessly, after I had revealed it

my problem.

Gave me shelter and shelter. And hid

my whereabouts from Mr.'s men. Clark.

Until my finances began to run out. I finally gambled for

increase amount. But it didn't work. Defeat for defeat I have

it really makes me bankrupt.

That night was my last attempt, until Mr. Smith helped

reclaiming the money I've spent at gambling tables.

And, “Yaaaai, I won. With flowers. Bravo..bravo”. I am the

drunken victory unknowingly uttered fulfilled all the prerequisites of him.

When I followed his wishes, I became skeptical. Because of nearly two

we spent the weekend at Harbourside and Marina.

The romantic atmosphere. The cold mountains and sea

supports. But not once Smith, this handsome guy invited me to sleep together.

I think he's one of those people who's sexually disoriented.

Or maybe same-sex fans? But I was wrong. His unattractive to me

because he's the same guy.

Clark is Smith. Different figure but one person. Personality

demons inside. The suspicions that were answered are already.

The weirdness and aura that my boss showed me was because of him

has a snake demon in its body. He was able to change his skin so that his body

never get old.

His strength also increased along with the change in his form.

I wonder how Mr. The real European Clark could rule

javanese Sciences.

It only exists on ancient parchment. And undetectable

its existence until now. I don't know?

Just the regret I'm experiencing right now. Because I'm too crazy

treasure, finally able to stare at my body from a different space of time.

A lot of blood came out of there. My eyes glare. My mouth's open.

And from my neck still dripping blood profusely.

Hotel mattress, don't ask. It was wet with red color

spreading the smell everywhere.

I see there's some state medics and police

United States's. They all close their noses. There are even direct ones

vomiting, when I saw my body start turning blue and rotting.

I didn't think it out, but only a few hours ago I died.

Here I am now. Kite waiting for angels

fetching my spirit. Maybe I was pulled straight to hell. Because I'm Selly

Santoso, never once did any good.

Good bye to the world. Good bye luxury. Mr..Mom I said goodbye. Missed

your son, even though I never remember you. Hiks..hiks.