Widow of Flower & Bad Guy
Chapter 72

Long enough the young man in a downcast position cursed himself. Now his head was raised for sure, along with a flash of self-sacrificing anger in the shadows of the eyes. The palms tighten, the teeth rumble.

"I seem to know who took Ivana from me. The shameless guy I don't deserve to call daddy. A damned man who was never content to rob me of my happiness!" angry Matthew, guessing the disappearance of Ivana had something to do with his father, Lucas Denver.

Matthew clenched his hand and held it. "Look, if the man dares to touch Ivana even a speck. Then this hand will teach him a lesson. Until he asked for his own death!"

Matthew was silent for a moment, thinking about what plan to do after this. He couldn't have let Ivana go to an asshole like his father. Enough Amanda who became a victim, no other girl who fared similar to him.

"Yes, I have to go back to the palace. I'm sure, daddy hid my girl there." The man with the thick brown color, moved slowly from the floor.

Half-running, Matthew moved towards the bedroom next to Ivana's room. He took the suitcase out of the closet and placed it on the bed. Right now, he's going to go to a place that he really doesn't want to go back to. "Wait for me, Ivana. I'll come help you...."

One by one, the clothes were moved from the closet into the suitcase. Matthew kept all the cloths so neatly arranged. After that, he checked all the personal items he would bring while remembering something that stuck in his heart.

"I think I missed something, but what?" fret Matthew tapped his fist on his forehead. "All the stuff is complete. Just why do I feel like I'm forgetting something important, but what?" Matthew tried to remember, walking back and forth while shaking his waist.

The eye bead was perfectly rounded because the young man had managed to remember what had escaped his memory. "Mobile...!!"

Matthew just shuffled into the main room. The place where last time, put his cell phone. He's pinching the on button. But that thing is dead. "It looks like my phone's battery is running out. I have to charge it first."

The twenty-five-year-old man, returned to the room in a running manner. He took the charge device lying on the nightstand and connected it to the socket.

Little by little the device is on. However, Matthew had to swallow disappointment because he did not get a signal in its place that was not reached by the cellular phone network.

"A, shit!" matthew realized that he could not use his cell phone. "I have to get out of here, I'll get a signal."

Matthew hurriedly tidied back the charge cable and stored it into his backpack. He pulled the suitcase from the bed and rushed to leave the building bought from his own sweat. "Goodbye...."

With an old German car, Matthew was preparing to split the road. Because of the father's fancy black car, he rolled into the ravine to outwit the stalkers who were hunting him and Ivana at the time.

"Go. go... go..." Matthew turned the starter lock and the old car was now on. Matthew screeched in excitement, banging on the wheel as a form of immeasurable happiness.

The car came out of the garage, a little by little, an antique car that had a price of approximately one million Australian dollars (About ten billion). "Come on baby.. let's go....!!"

Matthew drove his old vehicle at high speed. Although the car was made in the year nine hundred thousand, but for the power of the engine should not be asked.

Matthew concentrated fully because the road passed this time was really steep, steep and tortuous. A little he let his guard down, then a moment later was already in the achherat.

The car continued to accelerate quickly and did not feel, it was far away from the beautiful beach. Cell phone networks are getting caught. Matthew pulled his car over because his phone rang so many times.

"A lot of incoming messages, from whom?" Matthew picked up his cell phone and saw who was sending that many messages. He snorted after he knew who had contacted him. "I guess who, it turns out that woman!"

Matthew put his phone back on the dashboar. But why does the mind tell it to read these messages. The young man sighed, then lazily grabbed the thing again.

"Ten messages in?" Matthew opened one by one a short message.

In the first message, Amanda tells Matthew that the father was arrested by the police. His lips also showed happiness because the old man would get a reply from his crimes so far. "Campus you uncivilized old bandot!! The death penalty is well deserved for someone like you...!!!"

After shouting out a sense of frustration and happiness in the heart, Matthew continued to read the short message. The forehead shriveled because what Amanda sent afterwards were photos of old women with sad conditions.

"Who is this woman? Why would Amanda send me her photos?" muttered Matthew, astonished.

To mask his curiosity, Matthew opens a message from Amanda to the last inbox. The young man's body froze between believing and not.

✉

Hi Matthew, I hope you read my message. You how are you? I hope that wherever you are, God will take care of you every step of the way.

You saw the pictures I sent, right? Guess who he is...?

That's a photo of your Mommy, Allison. Your mommy's alive Matthew, she's not dead!!

Now, he's being treated at the hospital where I used to work. You remember, right? Meet your Mommy, she misses you so much...

Matthew's hand trembled, until the cellphone was released from the grip. Her face was reddened by the cry between being happy and confused.

"Mommy's still alive? H-was that really? The woman in the picture is my mommy? You're not pranking me, are you, Amanda?" matthew muttered, wondering. The young man's shoulders went up and down, and he cried.

📱

Amanda

You you?

Matthew

Yes, it's me, baby

Hearing the affectionate mention, Amanda's blood rippled. For a long time he had not heard romantic words from the lips of the idol.

Amanda

Sa-honey?

Matthew

(Chuckles)

I missed you Amanda. I also know you must miss me too, right?

Amanda

(Saliva ingestion)

Terribly

Matthew

(Back chuckling)

Amanda's?

Amanda

Hm...?

Matthew

Thank you

Amanda

Thanks for what?

Matthew

To mommy-ku. Right, if that woman is my real mother?

Amanda

Right, Matthew. Why am I lying anyway?

Hurry and meet him. Your mommy really wants to see you

Matthew

Yeah, I'll see him as soon as possible.

Thank you, Amanda

I love you, now and forever...

...*****...