The Seventh Secretary (Secretary to Seven)
Rela Utilized

"Don't take my stuff. Take off your dirty hands.. Releasing... This is mine. This is all I have. please let go of mine..." raung Imelda panicked as she broke into tears as she scrambled over the suitcase she brought with her where it contained leftover clothes and a little leftover money from the sale of 1 suitcase of brand clothes and heels branded.

The man did not manage to snatch his suitcase, but something caught his sight.

"What about the ring. Give me. We can sell it and we split it two. At least the price could be for a whole month's meal if divided by 2 instead" the man tried to grab Imelda's hand to snatch away the diamond ring she wore on her ring finger.

"This is a precious relic from my husband" Imelda cried while protecting her wedding ring with Henry Frost. A different man 10 years older than him who had been supporting his life with luxury. He did not deny if at first he only used my man for the sake of treasure, but over time the feeling of love grew and took root.

Imelda fell for herself on the cold dirty pavement. Hugging her own hands as if hugging her husband.

"Where is he now, huh? look atyou. Dirty, grubby, smelly. Your husband must be having fun with other women" the man said with a wry smile laughing at himself hoping for too much in the man who had thrown him away.

"No. He's not that kind of man. He loves me so much. He couldn't have betrayed me. I was a fool to leave him. Stupidly I left the man I loved so much because he was broke. Stupid.. I was so stupid. now I'm divorced. I really lost it.." raved Imelda who continued to hug her own hands while shaking her body sitting on the sidewalk. Her crying broke when she remembered the memories with her husband who had not cared about his extravagant behavior. But he kept trying to please the wife who did not know herself.

A flash of shadow about Arya the ex-husband crossed her mind making the cry grow louder.

Imelda continued to fumble alone no matter if the people who passed her thought her crazy. No matter whether the man who was about to take his belongings laughed and sneered at him.

Imelda continued to be stunned to regret her attitude and actions all this time.

Stella sobbed to witness the bitterness she had felt with her father and now her mother must feel.

Looks like revenge maybe. But Stella has no intention of getting revenge. Just want to show how much life is full of struggle, pain and loyalty if you want to feel real happiness.

The sobs of Imelda on the sidewalk cut the hearts of those who passed by. Until someone crouches in front of him by concentrating one knee on the asphalt. Next to his hand he lifted up to touch the top of his head that lowered and rubbed it gently. No doubt because he felt disgusted because of his dirty hair and body.

"Basic fool. I thought you knew I loved you so much. And the feeling never faded one bit. I love you unconditionally until now and forever. I don't care if you use me or not. To me, just as long as I can continue with you I'm willing to be taken advantage of" the shrill person kneeling in front of Imelda made her look up in surprise.

"Henry's.."