Dead End of Ideas
Ronald still didn't expect it and immediately blasted Jennier and the man.
"JENNIFER! HOW DARE YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH ANOTHER MAN!" Ronald immediately walked over to the two people who were still surprised by the loud noise. Of course, Jennifer, who had widened her eyes, was shocked. She pulled the blanket closer to her chest. Meanwhile, Prisa next to her just looked at her expressionlessly.
"Wait... Ronald, it's not like you imagined. He and I..." Before she could continue her sentence, Ronald slapped her and interrupted her.
PLAK!
"What are you trying to explain, huh? Her husband goes out of town on business for a month and this is what you do, huh? You're nothing more than Hana. Even Hana is better than you you wanuta bitch!" Ronald's emotions were running high at this point.
"You've even destroyed the trust I've now placed in you! You've betrayed me!"
"Why don't you look in the mirror, Ronald? Wasn't it you who approached me and asked me to be your mistress? You should have known what my background was like, right? Why are you surprised now?" Jennifer's answer left Ronald scratching his head.
"Oh... so that's your goal? Then why are you still here? What an unlucky woman! Get the hell out of my house! GO!" Ushered out Ronald who was fed up with seeing them in his house, more precisely in his room with Jennifer.
"Hey... relax, bro! You don't have to act and talk rudely to us. We'll be leaving soon, but let us get changed first." Ronald gritted his teeth and walked away.
They both quickly changed while Ronald waited in his living room. Jennifer dragged her suitcase containing her clothes that had been staying at Ronald's house.
"We're hardly done. Thanks for the ride home while you were away in town, Ronald. And I've found a new man who understands me better than you who's always busy at the office and doesn't care about me at all. And yes, didn't you threaten me back then too? If I can't give you a child like Hana, you'll divorce me, right? Well, now I'm collecting on that promise, hahahaha," which wasn't really a joke, she laughed mockingly at Ronald.
"You just relax, I'll send you the divorce papers as soon as you send me your address! GO! I'm sick of you guys still hanging around my house, you fuckers, bitches!" Ronald shouted.
"Ssssttt, don't talk too loudly, your veins will break, Ronald, hahahahha," said the man who had officially become Jennifer's affair boyfriend.
"Hahahaha, let's just go for it, honey. She'll be lonely in this beaar house without me. Enjoy your solitude like Hana did, Ronald."
"Leave quickly, or I'll call security!" Threatened Ronald who wasn't playing around.
"Let's go baby, instead of dealing with this crazy CEO widower." Jennifer quipped as she dragged her suitcase and grabbed the arm of the man she had been sleeping with.
Disappointment overcame Ronald as he watched Jennifer leave with another man. He brushed his front hair back. Trying to think of a solution to his own problem.
"AKKKHHHH!!! WHY HAS MY LIFE BECOME LIKE THIS?" Ronald shouted.
"How can I get revenge on Hana if Jennifer, the girl I was proud of and trusted has betrayed me. How can I break Ha if Jennifer is no longer with me?" Ronald punched the air to vent all his emotions.
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In a village full of tea gardens, Karina had already decided on something, then grabbed the car keys to drive away.
"I have to go to the city! I can't wait for a long time. Moreover, Mrs. Kelly is also unreliable for not finding where Franz is!" In a hurry, she descended the steps of her house to the car park. When he got into the car and was about to drive, he remembered something.
"Oh yeah, I once turned down an offer of cooperation from Jennifer, Ronald's wife. This time I'll make sure she's willing to help me find Franz." With full confidence, Karina immediately drove her car at a moderate speed towards the highway.
Not long after Karina arrived in the city, she found Jennifer with another man while dragging her suitcase. Karina immediately realized it and sharpened her vision.
"Isn't that Jennifer? Well, goddess fortuna is always on my side. I will immediately persuade her to help meafi Franz and offer her a good cooperation. I'm sure she will this time!" Karina immediately parked her car right next to Jennifer and the other man who were still enjoying their walk while holding hands. Getting out of the car, but Karina felt something strange.
"Jennifer... what's with the other man? From his face and posture, it was clear he wasn't Ronald, Hana's ex-husband.
"Ah whatever, it's none of my business anyway, why do I care? What matters now is that I'm going to get him to cooperate."
Karina began to walk toward Jennifer.
"Jennifer!" She called from a distance. When the two of them were close, Karina made her intentions known.
"What?" Jennifer replied briefly.
"I want us to work together." Jennifer flashed a frivolous smile. The man next to her was silent as he frowned.
"Team up? Didn't you reject me last time?"
"This time I'll accept, Jennifer," Karina's eyes were teary with pleading.
"Hahahaha, are you playing a joke or something, Karina?"
"I'm not playing a joke!" Karina snapped back.
"But unfortunately it's too late, Karina," Jennifer said casually.
"It doesn't matter if I have to do what you want either. You want Hana to get hurt, right? Go ahead, and I'm ready to help as long as you help me too," Karina explained.
"Didn't she say earlier that it was too late?" Said the man next to Jennifer.
"Why is it too late?" Karina asked confused. Seeing Jennifer smiling at the man made Karina even more confused.
"Hahahaha. I'm no longer Ronald's wife, Karina. And I don't need you anymore. My goal now and my target now is not Hana. I don't care about anything to do with Ronald anymore, let alone his revenge on Hana. So please don't ever come to me for help, okay Karina? Bye... I'm going with my new boyfriend." Jennifer said as she continued on her way.
"What, so Jennifer is having a hard time divorcing Ronald and doesn't want anything to do with him anymore?"
"Oh my God... how is this? I have no other option to get Franz back, aisssh! I'm late!" Karina began to fidget by brushing her bangs back with her hands clasped around her waist.
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