Chapter 32. Found out

Cynthia's POV.

As long as I lived with Marchel, I really couldn't believe it when he said he was even the CEO of a company. Of course, I deny all those words.

Besides, I still chuckle saying that he used to be a pimp. He said so himself and even offered me a discount.

Did the man forget? Besides, I also don't have a problem with what the job is. I've tried to accept Marchel as long as he stops being a pimp.

I can't imagine having to live in the same house with someone who works as a pimp. Even his status is the father of my children.

Isn't that able to attract the assumptions of the surrounding community?

"Why are you so distrustful of what I say?" asked Marchel angrily.

We are still in the living room with no intention of moving. Don't you and Marchel need a little space to get to know each other better?

Since earlier, Marchel has also kept convincing me that he is a CEO. What's the point of admitting that anyway? I'm not at all crazy about possessions like Marchel thinks when that man thinks like that.

Marchel just wants to be responsible I'm already very happy. At least my three children have fathers and they won't be bullshit later.

The world is indeed very cruel, I have experienced it all myself, and I don't want that cruelty to be felt by my children, no matter what, they will still feel it.

"I don't know, but I already trust you who works as a pimp."

"Why do you believe so easily? I've already explained to you that I'm just going with the flow. I don't work as a pimp, and maybe tomorrow I'll be back at work.” I was craving to digest every word that Marchel threw.

Is that a sign that if I ban it, it will still work? For whatever reason, I don't want Marchel to go back to work like that.

However, it seems that Marchel still chuckles with his position, it also seems that there is no point in talking to Marchel.

"You don't believe me? I'm not being a pimp, Cynthia. I will prove it to you,” said Marchel, holding my hand tightly.

I was surprised by what Marchel did, my heart suddenly beat fast. What is this sign? Am I starting to accept the existence of Marchel?

Not until there, Marchel's other hand also stroked my cheek gently. What exactly is this guy going to do?

“Trust me, we have to trust each other, right? I'm not what you imagine," he said softly.

Ah, right. It looks like we have to trust each other first, right? But still, it's very hard to believe Marchel's alignment.

“Cynthia...” I turned to Marchel who was now also staring at me with his sad eyes.

"What is it?"

"I'm just asking for mutual trust." I'm just silent this time, I don't know what to say.

Was Marchel trying to convince me to believe what she was saying? But still, I find it very hard to believe that Marchel is a CEO.

But I try not to bother about it. I assume that Marchel has quit his job to be a pimp.

"Yes, I believe in you," I finally answered.

"Who was it? I mean the girl over here. Why don't you two seem close? That's just my guess," said Marchel, leaning his body on the back of the sofa.

He closed his eyes but I could tell he wasn't sleeping. I can see from his feet that are still moving to and fro.

When asked about Lisa, I'm also confused about what to answer and how. I'm not close to him. I was confused when he wanted to take the jealousy to come to the house.

Even more confusing, he brought souvenirs for himself and his child. I also know that she hasn't interacted with my child at all since earlier, then when I was cooking Caecilia suddenly cried and said that Lisa had broken her doll.

I don't want to worry about this either. I'll just assume that Lisa accidentally broke Caecilia's doll.

I gasped in surprise when Marchel touched my shoulder, ah, didn't the eagle's eyes just close? Why is it open now even looking at me confused?

"Is something bothering you, Cynthia?" he asked me.

"No, nothing. If you feel sleepy you can sleep first, Marchel. Don't sleep here,'' I said, trying to change the subject.

It's not that I don't want to tell Marchel. It's just that I'm not used to it. I'm still embarrassed to tell you all my problems with Marchel.

"Is it true? I can't believe it if you say that you're okay," Marchel replied.

"What's wrong with me? I don't mind, Marchel. I'm going back to the kitchen first to store the food ingredients that I haven't saved earlier. You can sleep first if you're already sleepy," I said to Marchel.

But Marchel did not move from his seat. The man is still staring at you with a fix that makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

It didn't take long for him to exhale heavily, it seemed that the man realized that I was uncomfortable with that sharp look in his eyes.

I don't know why I felt something strange from Marchel, that man was not as usual.

Marchel was still good as usual, but this time the look in her eyes was different. I can not define it either.

After all, I've only known him for a few days, how could I possibly know how Marchel is?

"Why are you still not going to tell me? Are you uncomfortable with me?’ asked Marchel.

I was very surprised when I heard that Marchel said this I don't know whether to believe it or not to Marchel. But for now, I'm trying to believe what his concentration is, except that he is a CEO.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous if I believed he was the CEO?

"I don't want to tell you, it's just that I will tell you when the time is right. I will tell everything with you without anything I hide. I promise," he said with a faint smile.

Marchel nodded, it seemed he understood what the account said, after that, he got up from his seat.

"Where are you going?" I asked confusedly.

"I'm going to the bathroom, do you want to come?" Marchel replied with a crooked smile.

"No! You are!" I also got up and went to the kitchen. I can also faintly hear his little chuckle.

I can tell the man seemed to be laughing off of me.

Arriving at the kitchen I immediately clean up the kitchen, more precisely eat that I have not had time to save. After finishing my assignment, I went to my children's room to check on their condition.

I walked closer and sat on the bed looking at them who were fast asleep. Not long after, I heard a sound that was quite loud.

I was immediately shocked, my chest was also beating fast, and my breath that was now hunting. Are there wild beasts around here?

I looked around the room and did not find Marchel.

Ah, where is that man? I left the room to look for him in the living room, but he wasn't there either. The living room looks empty. Just a few minutes ago I left him, and now that man has gone somewhere.

My mind just wandered everywhere. Would Marchel still go and continue her work as a pimp today? Isn't that man permission tomorrow that I also don't permit him?

So where did the man go?

“Is he not listening to me? He's still working? Or did he run away from me?” my monologue.

I walked towards the main door to make sure it was closed again. But my eyes stared at the main door which was still as it was before, which was locked from the inside.

It's impossible if Marchel leaves the door is still closed, isn't it? the house key is also still hanging like before.

“Where are you, Marchel? Don't you hear the sound of beasts?” I muttered again, and now my steps are walking towards the bathroom.

Who knows he was in the bathroom, right? Wasn't he supposed to say that before?

When in the bathroom I saw the bathroom door was open, I immediately stepped into it.

There was nothing in the bathroom, but my eyes were pointing to the bathroom floor which had hair on it.

I was of course shocked, my head was wondering what hair was in the bathroom.

My hand stretched out to touch the fine hairs. Suddenly the sound of the Ford sounded again clearly.

My mind has of course wandered all over the place. What's more unusual like this, ah, why not when Marchel is there? Maybe I wouldn't be this scared if I had Marchel.

I cleaned up the hair in the bathroom quickly after that I went to my sleeping child's room. I intend to call Marchel.

"Where's my phone? I have to call him,” I said while looking for the whereabouts of a thousand of my people on the bedside table.

After getting what I was looking for, I immediately called Marchel. Unfortunately, he didn't have a cell phone with him.

I saw her cell phone ringing inside Caecilia's blanket.

“Marchel, where exactly are you? Did you leave your cell phone?

Left behind? I don't think so! How could it work without cell phones and cars? I think I noticed the car that was still parked in the yard.

I left the room again to see the back door. I walked quickly to the back door.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the back door open. I could see a figure that looked like a human but had the body of a wolf.

It felt like my whole body went limp when I realized it was Marcel. I tried to shake my head to regain my senses.

But it's all useless, instead, I can see Marchel clearly, the man is roaring under the full moon.