The Retaliation of the Wife Her Husband Killed

The Retaliation of the Wife Her Husband Killed
I'm Going to Get Emily


“Halo, Miss Chelsea. Good night, I'm sorry if I interrupted your time so much. Mm, just want to say that I have decided what items I want to give you as a big fan of my wife, what if we meet tomorrow? Mm, of course if Miss does not mind and is not busy,” said Ronald who immediately at length, even though Chelsea have not said at all. And it is true that at this time he is nervous and afraid to make Chelsea feel disturbed.


Chelsea who are still in the restaurant with Reynof did not immediately answer Ronald's remarks, but instead looked at Reynof. Chelsea's gaze was met with cynicism by Reynof, accompanied by a slow bluff by his master to give emphasis.


But Chelsea could only sigh, at a time when her feelings felt tight after being trapped between two men who were very troublesome. One, the man who was her husband when he was still alive as Emily and her killer, the other is a cruel man who is so crazy about his charm as Chelsea Indriyana. And really! It feels like Chelsea are almost overwhelmed to face them at the same time.


“Chelsea Month ..?” Ronald's voice was heard again, to ascertain whether Chelsea still heard his voice well.


“Yes, Mr. Ronald,” told Chelsea and kept staring at the gray eyes of Reynof who was still so sharp. “I have time tomorrow. So, we can meet at noon.”


Reynof added glaring. Not happy because Chelsea actually agreed on Ronald's offer, he planned to take Chelsea's phone to turn off the call. But his efforts must fail when Chelsea even much more sprightly. The girl robs her own phone and attaches it to her earlobe, although the loudspeaker is still on.


“Ah, good!” Ronald's voice sounded enthusiastic, to make Chelsea surprised after realizing the loudspeaker he had not turned off.


Shortly after slightly keeping the phone away from his ear, Chelsea then said, “But I can only meet at a restaurant whose position is close to the Neverley company building. I don't have much time either. Because even though I was at lunchtime, my boss often called me to keep working! And if I don't come quickly, my boss can be transformed into a lion ready to pounce on me at any time! If you know his image is indeed super violent, it seems I do not have to explain anymore to make you understand, Mr. Ronald.” He was sarcastic towards Reynof. “So, sorry if later I have to determine our meeting place, Mr. Ronald.”


“Ah, fine, Miss Chelsea. No-no problem, after all, just deliver a memento belonging to Emily alone.” The sound of Ronald's breath seemed somewhat disappointed. “Then—”


“Then see you tomorrow, Mr Ronald!”


Shortly after cutting Ronald's remarks, Chelsea immediately turned off the call. He was not even willing to say a more elegant saying. Just hearing the voice of the killer actually he was very fed up, especially if added to the cold gaze of Reynof who seemed to penetrate the fur of his heart.


“Ck, so excited because you want to date ya!” Reynof chirped with a displeased expression.


“Master better just go home, because I'm too tired to fight. I also have to go back to the hospital. Tonight I plan to stay in the hospital alone, seeing the condition of Mom who seems to need me. You won't be able to sleep in that ugly hospital, will you?” Chelsea stared cynically then gradually got up from her seat. “If you don't believe me, you can confirm the tracking device you've installed again to make sure I don't run away. You also have many men, you can ask me secretly by using them.”


“No!” reynof quick. He also got up from his seat. “If I go home, you should go home too. You must accompany me again tonight and this is an order! About your mother, I can send one of my servants to look after her!”


Chelsea sighed, feeling even more tired because Reynof remained strict. “I beg you, this time only, Mr. Reynof. And I'll keep you company until you're satisfied, after you let me be by my mother's side. Give me a little time to breathe. And just by looking at my mother, I can only feel a little comfortable life even if only a few hours.”


“So?”Reynof's eyes were squeaking sharp. “After much attention even facilities I give, you still feel uncomfortable?”


“To be honest yes, although I still thank you for all the help from you. But, anyway I am a slave who must continue to obey yourself, both work and in the room. I feel tight, and right now I really hope you'll be kind enough to give me a vacation, let alone use my day off to keep my mom from having fun, Mr. Reynof.”


Chelsea's honest confession was finally successful in breaking Reynof's very high ego. The two separated after going through a simple dinner at the restaurant which was also simple. Reynof brought some of his frustration to return to his residence, and indeed directly to the mansion, not to the discotheque or gambling establishment. I don't know. He just feels restless and does not want to do any activities, other than daydreaming.


Until the morning, Reynof was still daydreaming. Throughout the night he could not sleep at all, although his eyes were already spicy and almost dumb. In fact, the recognition of Chelsea is not only able to tear down his ego at one time, but also to make it think. But he did not want to admit that he was guilty of giving a lot of emphasis to the girl, because he felt that what he did was a reasonableness when the girl never wanted to obey and instead wanted to always control the situation.


“Mr Reynof?” Ruben who had entered Reynof's room opened his voice. He was quite surprised by the condition of his master who looked haggard even still using a blazer suit and gray pants that were still the same as last night. The two bottles of wine on the table had also run out. Ruben guessed Reynof did not move to bed and continued to be on the beautiful long sofa.


“Is there a serious problem, Mister?” Ruben ventured to conduct an investigation. “It looks like you didn't sleep at all.”


Reynof's slightly reddened eyes gradually looked at Ruben. “You're the one who's kind of bothering me,” said in a pretty raucous voice.


“Hah? A-have I made a mistake that made you unhappy, Mr Reynof?” Had gawked, but Ruben immediately found out the location of his own mistake. “What have I done ..?”


“Are you in love with Chelsea?”


“Haaah?!” Ruben is getting mired. “Ma-where may I like your woman, Sir! That's not possible at all! After all, Miss Chelsea is too young for me.”


Reynof's forehead frowned as her eyes also grew sharper in staring at the accomplice. “So, you mean I'm too old for him? You're even younger than me, but you dare say that, huh?”


”Ah! I-it ..” Reuben is getting excited. He regretted using inappropriate words and now he has to regret it. “Ti-not like that, Mr. Reynof. I just don't like girls who are old enough to go far enough with me...”


“So, you think that I am a ped*fil?”


“Haaaa ..” Reynof exhaled violently. “Don't fall in love with her, just smile at her you can't! Including also taking her to lunch together!”


“Ba-good, Sir. I will try not to do it again.”


Ruben's dead step, and it's always like that when Reynof's mad. What power, he is just a subordinate who is required to always be manut. Especially when Reynof's condition seemed badmood, making Ruben had to continue to agree despite several times the master was giving orders that are wagu.


It seems, Mr. Reynof has been in a fight with Miss Chelsea again. What a great girl, even though she has often resisted, but still Mr. Reynof defended. Though all this time Mr. Reynof always wanted to eliminate anyone who opposed, let alone disturbed, the inner Ruben.


“Ruben?” reynof said after a few seconds, only silent


“Ya, Sir?” sahut Reuben's.


In the next second, Reynof looked back at Ruben after looking up at the ceiling of his room that was designed so nicely. “How do you view mystical things? Do you believe in anything mystical?”


“Mm, do you mean Mr Reynof some kind of ghost?” Ruben sighed. He had propped up his chin using his palm while the other arm supported the support hand. “I have never thought about mystical things, but in this country there are many mystical stories, even hundreds of myths have become the subject of conversation. But if the matter of the occult seems to exist, sir, because it is impossible that after we die, our souls simply disappear. There must be another 'magical' realm that will become a new abode for our souls, perhaps hell or heaven.”


Reynof bit her lower lip. And though somewhat hesitant, he still asked, “Then would you believe if there was a soul of the Dead into the body of the Living? Like for example a genius woman who died, but her spirit moved into the body of a foolish girl, what do you think?”


“Know me that if the spirit enters into the body of the living, the Living will then be possessed, Mr.”


“Yes, right! Ah ... fuck. But, Ruben, what I mean is that the Dead can behave like the Living. He doesn't run amok like a possessed man. He acts just like a normal human!”


“It ... seems to be only in novels, dramas, or movies, Mr.”


“Ah, you are right, where there is such a thing in this world!” Reynof dropped her head on the back of the sofa, then gradually closed her eyes. “I'm too stupid ...”


Ruben smiled faintly. “You don't think that Miss Chelsea is being possessed by the spirit of a genius woman, do you?”


“Hah?” Reynof gradually straightened her body again as well as opened her eyes. “Did you also ever think like that?”


“Of course not, Sir. Although the intelligence of Miss Chelsea is quite surprising, but there are still many reasons to make the reality more reasonable. And despite not going to college, according to the information I get, Miss Chelsea is a smart girl and often gets the top ranking in school. He often gets scholarships because of his achievements. If his studies were not stopped, maybe he would still study with a full scholarship.”


“Ah, yes, she is indeed a genius and is not being possessed by Emily's spirit, though ... still strange considering her abilities are almost equivalent to mine.”


Ruben's forehead frowned. ”Roh Emily?”


“Yes, he said that he was Emily. Maybe the cold girl wants to joke with her face that is often flat, and even ends up like a seriousness.”


Perfect fit. Why did Miss Chelsea carry Miss Emily's name? Even he survived on the side of the Master also for the sake of revealing the death of Madame Emily. Is this just a coincidence? Come to think of it as strange, a poor girl strikes up a secret friendship with a conglomerate woman. And again, they fell in the same river and in the near future, Reuben's mind gradually came to mind.


Ruben has been suspicious since Reynof told of every request and offer Chelsea made. Only, all this time, Ruben decided to ignore because he thought he did not have any authority, as long as Reynof had made up his mind.


"Prepare the car for me, I'll drive myself today. I was about to pick up Emily .. ah, shit, I mean Chelsea. Because of my thoughts, I came up with the name of the dead woman" said Reynof.


“But, Sir, you don't seem to sleep all night? Akan—” Unfortunately Ruben's speech was cut just like that.


“Just do my command, Ruben. And including all the commands I told you before, after all, the matter of not sleeping all day is in fact not only this time, right?!”


“Good, Sir. Then I'll withdraw first.”


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