The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 35 - Doubt

"Ck, stop your charade of cheap women .. I'm tired."

Four years into the marriage, never Zean spewed such a harsh sentence. Not just speech, but action. He pushed Nathalia's body as if she was a stain.

"What did you say?"

"Ck, your ears are still working fine, aren't they?"

Zean pressed down on each sentence and then climbed into the room. Don't ask her what she's sorry for, obviously she wants to throw up right now. Followed by Nathalia who now entered the room, she locked the door immediately.

His face that had looked crying was now different, there were no more tears. The woman crossed her chest and looked at Zean from a distance of several meters. Her husband came home, that means it is still manageable, Nathalia thought with a faint smile.

Thankfully, his worries were not that big. It was not in vain that he asked for the help of his in-laws and his two sisters-in-law. Nathalia understood very well that Zean respected his mother, so it was impossible that Zean could go again tonight.

"Your ring, where?"

Since when did Nathalia care about her wedding ring. Zean turned his head and pulled the corner of his thin lips, if asked where he could not answer either. He forgot, not really caring.

"Lost."

"What's? That's as easy as you lose, Zean .. If our families and my fans know this how?"

Just now his heart was a little calm, now again made shaken because Zean was no longer wearing their wedding ring. In any case, it is very important for the certainty of the relationship in the public eye.

"They're all human, right? I think I understand my language if I explain later," he replied once, Nathalia's heart was even stunned when she realized Zean was this rough.

"You sure you're missing? Just remember, Zean. Maybe it's scattered or you put it where it is?"

Zean seemed to be thinking, seriously as if he really needed the ring. Even though he was missing, he didn't care.

"Hm, as I recall after Opa's funeral .. It seems to be buried, you just take it to Opa's grave if you want the ring."

Glug

Zean is completely out of the ordinary. To the extent that Nathalia took a look at his face once more. Seeing Zean like this, it was inexplicably in Nathalia's mind if the one in front of her was not Zean.

Only this time Nathalia was made silent. In fact, Zean did not snap at him, just saying a sentence that did seem spicy in the ear.

The two were both silent, there was no interaction for a while. Until, Zean was about to pass to the bathroom after opening his shirt. Nathalia's gaze focused on the multiple wounds on Zean's back.

For a moment, Nathalia was familiar with such a scar. Suddenly his heart rumbled, he was confused and increasingly gripped by fear. His mind began to be muddled, and doubt if this man before him was Zean was growing.

That was how stupid Nathalia was, she did not even recognize her own husband. Although it is not to blame, the faces of Sean and Zean are so similar. However, couples should have a bond within themselves, and that is not in their relationship.

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Zean turned his head, stopped his steps and frowned after hearing Nathalia's question. Tumben, he thought then approached a few steps. For some reason, Zean suddenly wanted to discuss it and make this woman in front of him even more frightened.

"Ah, this? Cat," he replied casually, deliberately waiting for Nathalia's response .

"Cats? Cat scratch not so ... You play woman, Zean?"

"You know, then why ask?"

Nathalia was hot all of a sudden, but was about to bark her out first. The woman could only clench her hands, trying to look her usual way even though honestly she was afraid to see the sharp glare of the two Zean netra.

"When have you been like this? The Zean I knew never played a woman ... Or maybe you're not my husband?"

The corner of her lips was attracted so thin, she was laughing at Nathalia who did not even recognize her. Zean approached, eroding the distance until the two were so close.

This is not a sweet scene between husband and wife, but rather a way an adult man confronts his opponent. Nathalia's eyes were perfectly rounded, she had just thrown a suicide question without him noticing.

"Look, you don't even recognize me .. Is it wrong for me to seek pleasure too? We're even, Nathalia."

Zean whispered softly and managed to make Nathalia freeze. The more she heard Zean's words, the more confused she was herself. The break-even words from Zean made her not dare to say anything. His brain began to think far why Zean could throw it.

"Calmdown, Nathalia .. Even if he's having fun with that cheap lady doesn't matter, after all yesterday was Zean's first time at a nightclub."

His stupid brain was thinking that way. As Nathalia understood, such habits are legitimate. He suddenly calmed down and concluded that the claw on Zean's back belonged to a woman of the night.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"No, take a shower there."

"One more thing, stop looking for your mom's attention in your stupid way. I don't care if you don't eat at all times actually, since we used to like this, right? So, I'm telling you not to nullify my personal affairs as we agreed at the time."

Zean recalls a deal Nathalia made for herself. He felt burdened, tonight he was forced to go home just because he thought of his mother. Moreover, right now both of his sisters are sleeping in Zean's house, of course they want to make sure Zean and Nathalia are fine until tomorrow.

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- To Be Continue -