THE WASTED WIFE
CLUTTERING WITH YOUR OWN MIND

Olivia stared at Asley's face. The boy was now asleep beside her. Deliberately tonight Oliv invited Asley to accompany him to sleep in his room.

After the incident this afternoon, Olivia decided to go straight home to her mansion. He asked Lyzbet to cancel all meetings today with his co-workers.

Olivia chose to accompany Asley to play new cars given her father. Olivia felt guilty about the incident, because her work could finally happen something that was not desirable.

To be honest Olivia's feelings were mixed. In his head was still wandering the question, why was there a picture of him on Oliver's desk. All Oliv knows is that Oliver hates him a lot.

"How did her lover or her fiance Elara feel when she saw a picture of another woman on the table of the man she loved" said Olivia.

Olivia rubbed Asley's back and kissed her beloved son's forehead.

"I'm sorry dear mom, mom has to lie to you" Olivia exclaimed with deep feelings. "Someday mommy will tell you everything, but not now. You're too small to accept the truth. If your father knew you were his son, I don't know what happened next. Mommy's sure she'll hate you, like she hates mommy" Olivia said with a misty netra.

If you remember Oliver's words that night, Olivia's feelings will definitely return to crowded. Not a single puzzle piece about the night he forgot. Everything is recorded clearly. That's what Olivia felt the most. Until at any time it is difficult to accept and forgive Oliver. Although Olivia realized her feelings for the man had never changed. The silver bead and the thick hair of the man were exactly the same as Asley.

"Huh... Until whenever this hatred is as great as the love I have for her. It's so hard to remove it from my heart".

Olivia looked at the ceiling of her room. For a moment his eyes closed.

"Why he didn't marry his girlfriend Claudia. While still with him, he repeatedly mentioned the woman's name in front of me. What happened to their relationship after I left?"

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Since the incident last afternoon with Monica, Oliver honestly can't remove the woman's face from her head. Monica's beautiful face alternates with Olivia's innocent face appearing in her memories. "Ah Shitt why is my mind so messed up.

Oliver stood up and poured the tequila into the glass. The man took a sleeping robe that was draped near the nightstand, covering his upper body that was not covered by anything. Oliver always sleeps without a shirt, the man prefers to sleep bare-chested.

Oliver walked to the balcony of his room. Standing staring at the darkness of New York City. As if there was no death, the city was active, the more the night was still crowded. Can be seen from the lights of vehicles that fill the city road.

Oliver sipped a tequila. His eyes stared straight ahead. Suddenly he recalled the words of Elara who said Asley was very similar to him.

Huh..

Oliver took his breath. "If it's true, I really like that kid. Her face is adorable. If only I had a child with Olivia, it would be the same age as Asley" Oliver murmured.

Suddenly the face looked gloomy. "I can't forget Olivia at all, even though time has passed.

"That sad face I always remember. And it makes me feel even more guilty to you, Oliv".

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To be continue