Sensational Husband
One Hundred and Thirty Five
“Halo, my beloved daughter. Do you want breakfast?” Atika smiled widely, her speech style sounded like she was being teased. How could she call out her beloved daughter while Alexa was the only person she didn't like?
Alexa did not reply, she simply raised an eyebrow with a sharp gaze towards Atika.
“Come here, we can eat together. I have been waiting for you since. When else can we eat together if it doesn't start from now. Come, come!” Atika waved her hand. Again his lips showed a big smile.
“Swant your breakfast! Your tongue never tasted the pleasure of cheese bread, sandwiches and the like, right? Now is the time, don't waste it!” Alexa stared cynically.
“Douh... My heart hurts to negate your words, Alexa.” Soky Atika holds her chest in a style of lebai, like playing soap opera. Hid.. “Darling, look at your daughter saying that. I will be uncomfortable if this is the case, even though I already intend to stay here with you, dear.” Atika was writhing spoiled on Joan's shoulders.
Joan stopped her eating. His bead eyes moved staring at Alexa who still looked cynical.
“Alexa, Atika is now your mama, Papa asked to behave like a child to mother.” Joan spoke strongly.
Alexa answered his father's words. Now even he was like an orphan lacking in affection. He thought, it is better to be an orphan who clearly does not have both parents to feel the lack of parental love, than to still have parents but feel orphaned. Oh my God, forgive Alexa who thinks so.
Alexa was tired of seeing the behavior of the woman whose age was only two years adrift on it, who lightly rubbed Joan's arm in front of Alexa. It was as if the woman wanted to show Joan that she had mastered. And it is true that Joan was already in the woman's grasp. Look, whatever Atika asks is obeyed.
Alexa crossed her arms around her chest without giving an answer.
“Or, if you don't want to talk to me directly, talk to your papa, let your papa tell me. Tell me what my mistake is, what you make you hate me,” continued Atika.
“Yes, let me talk to my papa,” said Alexa finally. “Pa, tell your new wife, I'm sick of her. I won't have time to tell you all my mistakes. He was in my life wrong. And until anytime I won't take it.” Alexa then turned around and sauntered away. He did not care about the call of Atika who called his name, also pleaded spoiled to Joan to educate Alexa's mouth more courteous to him.
With wide strides, Alexa walked towards the exit. His face flushed with anger. If only in front of him there was a glass, thermos, cauldron or spoon, of course Atika had been thrown with one of the items. But unfortunately there were only heavy objects around him that it would be impossible for him to lift and throw them.
How could Atika ask to stay in that house while she had already bought an elite house outside the city? What exactly does that woman want? After Joan's attention, the treasure, even one of the branch companies was already controlled by Atika, now the woman appeared and said she would stay in the house. Alexa will not accept it. What happens if they live under one roof? There is a massive war breaking out every day. Just by looking at Atika's face it feels like Alexa wants to vomit, how can she make peace with the woman? This is what used to make Alexa feel depressed, upset, angry and want to offload with drugs.
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