The Prisoner's Wife Mr. Arogan
Chapter 2: Get Married

In a house a man in a black jacket suit on his body starts walking into the house. His exact steps stopped because of a greeting from an old woman along with his daughter-in-law in the living room. 

"You're home, Mich?" the old woman asked her first grandchild and only got a nod in response. "Sit here for a second! There's something Grandma wants to talk about" said the old woman patting an empty chair beside her. 

Michael could only resign himself and sit lazily without asking much questions. He looked as indifferent as ever and never smiled at the rest of the family. Even his mother or father. For him there is no love or affection in this family.  

"Mich, Grandma thinks you're entering the ripe age for a family. How are you planning on getting married?" ask Grandma Elizabeth gently. 

Hearing his grandmother's words, Michael was momentarily stunned. Although the way of speaking is subtle, but it is certain that the grandmother must always get what she wants because she is not a person who can be denied. 

"Do you have a lover?" 

"No. But I'm not thinking about marriage. Why didn't Grandma suggest Nathan was the only one getting married. He must have many partners if grandma wants to quickly get a grand daughter-in-law or great-grandchild?" Michael spoke flat and relaxed. However, a glancing gaze where the woman beside her grandmother seemed to clench her hands tightly.

 A second later, the woman raised her face and smiled at Michael. "Nathan is too young, Mich. You know your sister still likes to mess around. After all, she's still in college" Lady—'s birth mother Nathan said.

Michael just pulled out a terrible grin on the woman in front of him. Previously they had always said that he was only the son of a mistress who did not deserve to be the son of Argon Wilson. However, as time went on, Michael grew into a terrible figure until the two no longer dared to oppress him. Even his cruelty often passed through his father.

"It looks like you already have a plan before stopping my steps" Michael said without further ado. 

"Yes, Son. If you don't have a lover. Mama will find you the best wife candidate who will become Young Madame Wilson later," said Lady chimed in. 

"I still haven't thought about marriage" Michael replied casually. 

"Then get engaged first. You can get to know each other after that just got married. Mama is sure you will fall in love with her later," the Lady said with a fake smile.

"As far as you guys are. We'll see what the future daughter-in-law, Mama and Grandma want. But if I can't love her. Don't force me with your choices!" Without any further intention of conversing with the two serpent women. Michael then stood up from his position to leave the family room and went to his room.

 He lay down on the bed hard, staring at the ceiling of his room with a sad look. It was completely different from before when facing the two women. "Where are you?" his murmurs softly glared upwards looking at his own palm. 

Michael Wilson, the eldest son of Argon Wilson, the King Master mob boss. Under the guidance of his father, Michael turned into a terrible figure who used to be covered in blood every day. However, behind all that, there was a loneliness that had plagued his heart all along. At thirty, he never approached a woman, for he realized that women to a mobster were only a weakness that hindered his path to power.

But in Michael's heart. He was waiting for someone who could no longer return to his life. Even though he was looking for her all over the world. Michael can only hope, with the fight that is done every day. He can find death, and be reunited with the idol. Although she must be in hell, while the woman is in heaven. 

"Wait for me there little! I must have kept my promise to see you again. Despite having to leave this world," murmured Michael alone while wiping a beautiful necklace that had never reached its master all this time. 

To Be Continue's..