The Revenge of the President
Chapters 118. Everyone's feelings

In a different place, still the same day.

The atmosphere of the morning was slightly different, than usual. Dave stood up straight, in front of the media who highlighted him with a camera. A lot of reporters were sitting with, fingers on top of keyboards, ready to press each letter.

"Good morning, everybody."

The flash of camera light, directly focused on him.

"As promised at the time. Today, I will announce, the very thing you want to know." Dave paused for a moment. He took a breath, watching the media. "About the news, about my marriage is true. Regarding his status, what used to be a mistake. I personally, as well as my family, have cleared up the mistake. I hope, no more speculation or untrue talk, about my wife."

The sound of typing on the keyboard sounds fast, as well as the flash of camera light that does not stop.

The media crews, vying to raise their hands, to ask questions.

"White dress, please!" Dave asked a reporter to ask.

"Miss Arshila, is the perpetrator set a year ago. How can you be interested and marry her? After all, it was rumored, that you married her only a few months, after she was released. Isn't this a little weird?"

"Master, sir," called the other reporters, who were already impatient. "Do you really love her or do you have a motive of your own? Remember, you used to love Miss Clarissa so much, even holding a contest to find a witness."

"I'll answer it at once." The atmosphere was instantly silent. "For a year, I grieved. For a year as well, I harbored anger and resentment towards a woman. I waited for him to be free, to vent my accumulated anger, over the hill." Dave's voice sounded hoarse, he seemed to hold back a cry. "When he was free, I always followed in his footsteps, watching everything he did. Slowly my anger, slightly lessened. But, I can't forgive and accept reality."

"Master, sir," shouted the reporters. They raised their hands asking for a chance, as Dave stopped talking.

"Master. Did you marry her for revenge? What is it, you want to tell me?"

"Master. Is it really like that? Didn't you commit a crime? Wreaking, on the wrong person?"

Tensional. That was how Secretary Tian felt. If the president confesses, then the public eye will blame him. And of course, it could be considered marriage and her love is fake. If that happens, it will affect the company. But isn't it too cowardly to give up? And will lower the confidence of the young lady, in the president.

"Yes," Dave said.

Tian closed his eyes. Meanwhile, the reporters were excited. Everyone, can't wait to ask a question. They raised their hands while shouting.

"Master. Isn't that so outrageous?"

"What are you, feeling guilty now?"

"Then, what do you mean by publicly admitting?"

"I want to apologize, to my wife, properly. I want him to know, my regrets and my sincere apologies. I want to make up for everything, my whole life. I love you and forgive me, Arshila. I want to, we start a new life."

There was a sense of haru, happiness, envy and sadness that enveloped everyone present. The president admitted the mistake, apologized and expressed his feelings to the public.

"Thank you to everyone who has been there. I hope, no more, bad news about my wife and about my family. I apologize, to all of you who are disappointed in my attitude."

Tian immediately advanced, gesturing for the guards to move.

"Master, Mister. One more question." A reporter shouted and tried to break through. But Dave had disappeared from behind the door.

The atmosphere of haru, accompanied by crying, was also felt by Arshila. He watches tv in his room. This morning, Dave only advised, so he watched tv. Because there is important news. He did not expect, if the important news was the confession of the husband in front of the audience.

He rubbed his flat stomach, wiping away tears.

I think it's all done, with your apologies to me. Thank you, I thank you for your honesty.

The same thing, Rachel. She also sat in the room, watching with her husband. He wept, cursing his son, if only he would not confess.

"Where are you going, Ma?" ask Liam. Because, Rachel suddenly left, without saying anything.

"I want to see my son-in-law" he replied, who immediately closed the door of the room from outside.

"Honey," called Rachel, who stepped in and sat down next to the daughter-in-law. "You crying?"

Arshila nodded, but smiled.

"I'm happy, Ma. I didn't think Dave would do that for me."

"Of course, son. You should be happy. My son is serious about his regrets and feelings for you. I hope you have no doubt about her feelings."

"Yes, Ma."

Something different, Fira felt. That woman, is holding back the anger right now. His hands were clenched, with breaths rising and falling. His eyes were glancing, staring at the tv screen. When Dave confessed, he had thrown a glass, to break the television screen that was still on.

"Basic, shit!" he screamed with excitement. "Basarly a cheap woman! How dare I replace my daughter. I don't accept."

Brakes.

Fira turned her head, the figure of the husband looking at her sharply. It seemed, he heard the sound of items falling from inside the room.

"Until when, will you continue like this?"

"I don't accept it, the woman took my daughter's place. He eliminated her, in order to take her seat."

Plaque.

"That's enough! You've crossed the line. 15 years, I did everything you wanted. In fact, crossed out my biological daughter. Now listen to me!" Bagas gripped the wife's mouth. "I know what you've been doing all this time, Fira. If you try to hurt my daughter, I will make you have nothing. Remember that!"

Fira fell on the floor. Face paled. He cannot fight back. Bagas was very angry, looking at him nyalang, had made his guts shrink.

"I'll make you, have nothing."

Whatisthis? Is he going to divorce me? 15 Years with him, but I got nothing. Fira stared blankly around him. If it were like that, it would end pitifully. But, he could not accept, Alexa won from him.

On the top floor, Alexa who watched through the tv screen, was happy. Finally, it was all over and happy ending.

He grabbed his cell phone, called one by one his best friend. Starting from Yessi, Jian and Aunt Nessa. They were moved and impatient, wanting to meet Arshila.

"Go home and we can get together" Alexa told Jian and Yessi on a video call.

"Tell me, Brother Shi, to invite us to her wedding reception. We'll be home by then."

"All right, I'll tell him. But, promise you'll come."

"Of course, Brother. Aunt Nessa, will also be home." Jian suddenly became excited. "Sister, Alex. Have you ever seen a Santa Nessa kid?"

"Yet. Actually, why?"

Yessi and Jian had already screamed, their faces within the screen, already smiling indistinctly.

"Sister, my God, he's so handsome. My heart is not strong."

They laughed together, Moreover, Jian whose face was reddened in embarrassment.

"The sustainability, almost the same as the CEO of Elf Group," Yessi said. "By the way, what is Shi's relationship with the CEO?"

"He's his sister."

"WHAT??"pekik both.