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CELINE POV

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After I fixed myself, I left the mansion and hailed a taxi that came into my view. I right away told the taxi driver to take me to Rodeo drive.

I will buy my husband Lance a present. Today is our third year anniversary. I felt that he might be busy this whole day and there is a possibility that he will come home late, but I still want to celebrate our wedding anniversary even if it’s simple and there is a possibility that we can celebrate it late.

After I finish buying a gift for him, I plan to cook him his favorite food.

Lance and I, our marriage, was an arranged marriage. Prior to our marriage, I had no knowledge of him except his name and the extent of his impact on various matters. After all, he is a businessperson and a mafia boss.

When I initially discovered Lance’s involvement in the mafia, fear overwhelmed me. I don’t know much about the mafia thing. The only thing I am aware of is that they are dangerous individuals. But at that point, my love for Lance prevailed.

Lance and I started not loving each other. He solely needed a bride then, so he agreed to marry me. In my case, I agreed because of my parents. Throughout the three years Lance and I were together, despite my awareness of his lack of love and his cold treatment towards me, my affection for him grew. Whenever I am with him, I feel safe.

Arriving at Rodeo Drive, I walked around and looked for something I could buy: a gift for Lance. However, almost two hours have passed and I still have found nothing that I can give him as a gift.

Lance already has all expensive and luxury items and brands. My husband loves cars but I don’t have money to buy him any kind of car.

When I saw an empty bench, I sat on it and reached out to Christine, who had the capacity to aid me. She was a friend of Lance who also became my friend.

Christine is a nice person, a loving wife, a wonderful mother and happily married. During her second wedding with her husband, I was there and I could see how happy she and her husband were. Christine told me that starting her and her husband’s marriage was not good either, but looking at it, it seems hard to imagine that they didn’t have problems in their marriage and it was obvious to them that they loved each other.

Just two rings before Christine answered my call. “Hey, Celine, what’s up?”

“Hi, sorry for the inconvenience and the sudden call.”

“Of course not. You are not a nuisance, you called me at the right time, because my son just fell asleep. Why were you calling by the way?”

“Uh, it’s Lance and I’s third year wedding anniversary today.”

“Omg!” I heard her scream but she immediately took it back because her two-year-old son might have woken up. “Congratulations!” she happily shouted in a whisper on the other line.

“Thank you. I was called because I wanted to give Lance a present. I still don’t know what I should give him. He already has all the expensive and luxury brands, so I don’t know. I wonder if you can give me a suggestion about what I must give to him.”

“Oh, right–wait. Why don’t you give him a necktie?”

“A necktie?” I rustle.

“Yes. You know, when I gave my husband a tie as a gift, that’s what he always wears. The color of it is fading, but he still wants to wear it even though he has a lot of better neckties he can wear.”

Christine’s short story made me smile. I was more envious of his marriage with his husband.

“Thank you for the suggestion, Christine.”

“You’re welcome. Congratulations again to you. Tell Astrid and me about what will happen to your third wedding anniversary, okay?” She giggled.

“Of course. I have to hang up. I will buy a necktie for Lance. Bye.” I said with a smile.

“Bye!”

I ended the call. When I hid my phone in my purse, I sighed.

Christine and Astrid are Lance’s friends.Lance has many friends and they are boys, but Christine and Astrid are the ones I became very close to them, to where they could almost tell me about their lives.

One thing I’m thankful for in Lance and I’s marriage is that I made friends. My whole life I just hid in my parents’ mansion and didn’t make any friends. Even in important gatherings back then, my parents didn’t take me with them, that’s why no one knew my parents had a child–me.

After I rested from walking, I went to one of Lance’s favorite luxury brands and bought a blue necktie, his favorite color.

“I hope Lance will like this,” I mutter with hope as I leave the store. I hope Lance’s reaction is the same as Christine’s husband’s reaction or even if Lance wears it at least once.

Next, I also bought a dress that I will wear later. I want this day to be somehow special for Lance and me.

I was about to walk to hail a taxi but I felt my phone vibrate inside my purse. Picking up and looking at the caller, I swallowed at the same time as my heart beat rapidly because of the nervousness of seeing that the caller was my mother.

I took a deep breath before answering the call. “Hello, mom?”

“Where are you?” my mother asked me straightforwardly.

I felt nervous about my mom’s question. I hope my mother doesn’t invite me to meet me today.

“I’m here on Rodeo drive.” I still answered politely and didn’t show the nervousness in my voice.

“Good. Your father and I will go there. Let’s meet at the restaurant I will send to you. After fifteen to twenty minutes we were there.”

I closed my eyes for a second before answering, “Okay mom. I will wait.’

As my mom ended the call, I held my breath for a second.

CELINE POV

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While waiting at the said restaurant where I will be waiting for my parents here in the private room, I also ordered some food.

I took several deep breaths until I felt hurt. Only then did I notice I hurt my forearm from scratching.

I was too tense about the reason my parents wanted to meet me, which is why I didn’t notice I started scratching on my forearm that led to me hurting myself again.

I took a band-aid and covered the wound on my forearm. Soon, my parents arrived just in time with the server who brought the food I ordered for them. An appetizer of garlic bread and mushroom soup and the main menu of pasta, chicken, and pizza. I order for two people since I don’t plan to eat either.

After the food was served and the server left, my parents said what they needed.

“We need five million dollars,” my mother began.

I silently rested deeply. I knew they needed money from me, but I didn’t expect that they needed this much money from me this time.

“But mom, I don’t have that much money.” I voice..

“We know,” answered my father. “What’s the point of marrying a billionaire like Lance?”

This is the only reason they married me to Lance, because of Lance’s money plus his influence.

“Haven’t you talked to Lance about this yet?” I dare to ask.

My parents don’t like me asking them, especially about this kind of thing, but I wonder why they are approaching me now? In the three years that Lance and I have been together, my parents go straight to Lance to borrow or sometimes ask for money for their business and company.

I’m ashamed of what my parents doing to Lance and I don’t want to think that I’m only after money from Lance, for all that I can’t do anything more and often I don’t know what my parents are doing when they ask Lance for money. Moreover, my parents don’t tell me either. Lance did not mention the full details every time my parents asked for money.

If I add everything that my parents have asked for money from Lance in the past three years since Lance and I got married, my parents have asked Lance for over five million dollars not including the ones that Lance paid that my parents debt to many people, and as far as I know, not even one cent dollar, my parents have not yet returned Lance.

My father stood up and came closer to me and held my arm tightly. “What right do you have to ask? Did we give you permission to ask?”

I speedily shook my head. “I’m in pain,” I said, almost crying.

My mom put a stop to my father, not due to her concern for my well-being, but to resume discussing the money they were requesting.

As soon as my father let go of my arm, my arm went numb for a few moments. I’m sure what my father did to me will leave a bruise.

“We have already told Lance about this matter, but this time he did not give us the money.” My mother states.

I wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t receive anything from Lance. They always ask Lance for too much money. It is clear to me that they often employ it for gambling, resulting in their financial troubles, and Lance is consistently the one who settles their debts.

“That’s why you will talk to Lance to lend us money.”

“What?” I ask in disbelief.

I never ask Lance such a thing. I never asked Lance for money. I never asked Lance for even one cent dollar.

Lance grants me an allowance for personal expenses, yet I hardly make use of it as I am usually inside the mansion, relying on his personal chef for cooking lessons, given my lack of culinary expertise. I also often seek help from housemaids on how to clean, fold clothes and even iron clothes.

For three years, I spent more time inside the mansion to learn and be a good wife to Lance because that was all I could give him. I attempted to fulfill the role of the perfect wife for Lance to the utmost extent possible. I am also doing everything to make him love me.

“I can’t do that.” I tried not to stutter.

I jumped in surprise after my father hit the table. “F-Father…” I couldn’t hide the trembling in my voice. Under the table, I scratched the knuckles with one of my palms.

Anger consumed my father, and I braced myself for the inevitable harm he would inflict on me, especially given our isolation in this private room. I think he can do that.

“Efren, calm down. Don’t make a scene in this place.” My mother’s reminder to my father.

“This fucking bitch makes my blood boil.”

Before sitting down, my father hit the table again, causing my shoulder to be raised at the same time.

My mother’s eyebrows met by the time she shifted her gaze to me. “Celine, make a way for the money we are asking from Lance. We need five million dollars by next week. We need that money for our company. If we don’t acquire that immediately, the company may face financial ruin. Besides, that’s only five million dollars, a small amount for Lance. Tell him this is the last time we will ask him for money.”

“Last time. How can I be sure this is the last time?” Regardless of my fear, I couldn’t help but ask the question.

This is the first time they told me that this is the last time they will borrow money from Lance and I want to know the reason if what they say is true.

“We found you a new man who will marry, like Lance. He is also a billionaire. After you get the five million dollars, you will divorce Lance.”

The unexpected statement of their reason startled me. I was off guard and accidentally screamed. “No!”

In all my life this is the first time I did raise my voice to my parents so I’m not sure what they would do to me–how they hurt me.

All my life I followed their orders including marrying Lance, but now that I have learned to love Lance I will not allow to what they want to happen.

CELINE POV

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“We are not asking for your decision, Celine.” My mother said firmly. “We are only informing you about this matter. The new billionaire we found for you is just waiting for you to divorce Lance and he is ready to marry you right away.”

I feel pain in my eyes and a mass teardrop on both sides of my eyes. An overwhelming sense of fear grips me as I contemplate the actions they might take, knowing that their desires could be advantageous to them in Lance and my situation.

“And I also don’t agree with what you want to happen.” I said with all my voice.

This is the first time I will disobey my parents. I can do almost everything they want but not to divorce my husband.

Maybe Lance doesn’t love me yet, but that for three years, Lance hasn’t brought about divorcing me. I still hope that one day, Lance will love me and we can fix our marriage.

“Don’t be ridiculous with your decision, Celine. We all know that Lance doesn’t love you, so what are you afraid of?” My mom asked and her voice trailed off as if she’s mocking me.

“I love Lance. I love my husband.” I admit for once.

My parents laughed at my words as if they heard a funny joke.

“Do you hear what you’re saying?” my mother laughed and gradually she stopped to tell me what she wanted to say. “No matter how much you love Lance, he will never love you. You know why? Because, except for the beautiful shape of your body, you are worthless. You are nothing but useless. You’re just a woman who knows nothing. You didn’t even graduate from college. You have absolutely no understanding of business. You don’t know what to do but cry. You are a useless woman. Whereas Lance is a bachelor with high honor, billionaire, handsome and smart. Do you think Lance can love a worthless person like you? Celine, the answer is no. Lance will never love you. And most important, Lance deserves a better woman and not someone like you who is worthless. Wake up from your dream that Lance will love you because, even in a dream, Lance will never love you.”

It’s like a sharp knife cutting my heart with every word my mother gave me. After all this year that I did for them, they still think of me as worthless.

I took my purse.

I want to leave them before I lose respect for them.

“I will try to tell Lance what you want. And as you said, I will say that this is the last time you will ever borrow money from my husband. But I also want to clarify that I will not be divorcing my husband.” I said quickly but enough so that I could clearly explain to them every word I said.

When I turned away from them, even though I hadn’t even taken three steps, someone pulled my arm, made me face her and my mother quickly slapped me and threw me on the cold floor.

“How dare you turn your back on us and disobey us!?” my mother shouted at me. “After we raise you in a luxurious life, this is what you will repay us for!?“

“Luxurious life!? You both did nothing but hurt me and lay hands on me. All my life I followed everything you both wanted! You imprisoned me in the mansion even though I used to like to play with my fellow children! I didn’t graduate from college because you both stopped me, even though I didn’t ask you for money during my studies! I married Lance against my will, and I’m not sure what life can be in Lance’s hands. I still followed your wishes! I’m only going to disobey you now because I love Lance! Now I can’t give you what you want yet you think I’m worthless children!? What’s the point of me obeying you if you can’t see all the sacrifices I’ve made for you both and what’s the point of me obeying your orders if you can’t love me or even just respect me as a person!?”

My father sat in front of me to match me. He gripped my jaw. “Accept that you are a useless person.” He said before he slapped me. I felt a headache as my head hit the hard, cold floor.

I held my head as I tried to stand up. Maybe it’s because of my bump on the cold floor that my head seems to split in two because of the extreme pain.

“I’m leaving.” I almost whispered. I’m not even sure if my parents heard what I said. I just turned my back on them.

Just as I turned away from them, I felt the cold and hard flooring again and for a few moments, my vision went dark until I lost consciousness.

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At the very moment that I opened my eyes, a dazzling white ceiling appeared to me, still accompanied by a headache.

“What kind of drama is this, Celine?”

I looked at the bedside, where I heard my mother’s hostile voice.

“M-Mom...” I said weakly.

I looked around and only then noticed that I think we were in the hospital—in the emergency room.

“Ah!”

I was stunned after my mother slapped me and then she clenched my arm.

“Do you know what embarrassment you did to me and to your father at the restaurant earlier? If you were to pass out, make sure you were alone first so you wouldn’t disturb us. You are useless. You are still idiotic.”

My mother rudely let go of my arm, which immediately caused my arm to turn red.

“If there is no one in the restaurant, we will leave you alone. Damn it, what a waste of time for a useless person like you.” My father complained.

I just bowed. “What did the doctor say?”

“We don’t know and we don’t care. We just need you to wake so you can discharge yourself.” My mother’s hostile answer was that she stopped yelling so as not to draw attention to other patients. “What a headache.”

Until I remembered my paper bag. As soon as I saw my paper on the small side table, I stood up and looked at its contents. I was relieved to see that the gift I bought for Lance was still here, as well as the new clothes I bought.

“Good day everyone.”

I look at the one who warmly welcomes us. Based on the white coat she is wearing, I assume she looked like the doctor who looked at me.

“How are you feeling?” the doctor asked me.

“I’m fine, doc. What is the reason I passed out?” I ask straight to the point. “Do I have a disease?”

I need to be discharged so that I can go home and cook my husband’s favorite dish before he gets home.

“No. You are not sick, in fact I have good news for you.”

“Good news?” I wondered.

“You are four weeks pregnant.”

Did I accurately hear what she said?

I reached the doctor in tears without taking my eyes off of her. “Please repeat what you said?”

“You are four weeks pregnant,” the doctor repeated.

I couldn’t control my tears of joy when I fully comprehended and understood what the doctor conveyed to me. I can’t put into words the joy I experience.

“Are you sure, doc?” my mother asked.

“Yes, ma’am. If you want to be sure, I can appoint you to the obstetrician who consulted your daughter so that you yourself can be sure that your daughter is pregnant.”

“Can I be appointed right now?” I blissfully request.

“Yes, ma’am. I will designate you right away. Wait a second, I’ll just call the OB doctor.”

I quickly nodded. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

As soon as I heard I was pregnant, I couldn’t explain the joy I felt. I’m certain that Lance will be filled with happiness, regardless of his feelings towards me.

Not long after, the doctor came back to me and handed me a white sticky note with something written on it. “Just give the white sticky note to the OB assistant and they will take care of you right away.”

I immediately reached for the paper the doctor gave me.

“The OB doctor is on the third floor, right side of the second door.”

“Thank you so much, Doc.”

“It’s my pleasure and congratulations.”

CELINE POV

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WITHOUT DELAY, I went to the OB as the doctor said and followed she said, which is why the OB doctor took care of me right away. I’m just waiting for my urine test and the blood test. I also had an ultrasound.

“This,” the doctor pointed to a tiny dot. “This tiny dot is called a gestational sac.”

“Is that my baby, doc?” I ask without taking my eyes off the tiny dot shown by the ultrasound.

“Yes. The baby is not fully developed yet, so you won’t hear a heartbeat. After six weeks to nine weeks of your pregnancy, you can return to see your baby for the first time.”

“I will, doc. I will return with the father of my child.”

“I will look forward to that.”

After all the tests and giving me the results, especially the picture of the ultrasound, the doctor gave me a prescription that I can take vitamins and the foods I should eat.

“Congratulations, Mrs. Hart.”

“Thank you.”

When I left the OB room, I was surprised to see my parents waiting outside. I thought they had gone and left me.

“Mom, dad.” I grabbed their attention without noticing me when I was near them. It seems they are talking about such important things.

My parents stood up when they laid eyes on me. “What’s the results? Are you pregnant?” my mother asked.

I nodded. “Yes, mom. All the results were positive, so I also had an ultrasound.”

I was about to take the picture of the ultrasound from my bag, thinking they wanted to see it, but swiftly my parents pulled me to the emergency exit.

“W-Why?” I asked in surprise.

“You need to abort that baby.” My mother said in hushed tones.

My eyes widened in disbelief, as if a sudden jolt of electricity had coursed through my entire body. “Do you hear what you’re saying, mom? Do you understand what you are saying? I am carrying your grandchild.”

“I’m sure Lance isn’t the father of the one you’re carrying, so it’s better if you abort that child.” My mother persisted.

“What?!” I feel like I’m going to run out of breath and to what my mother says doesn’t sink into my brain. “My husband is the father of my child.”

“How sure are you? Are you sure you didn’t sleep with another guy? He doesn’t love you, so how can he be the father of that child?”

My jaw dropped and was stunned for a moment. “I’m not that kind of woman. I never slept in another man’s arms.”

“My god, Celine! You can’t get pregnant. For sure, the billionaire we found for you will not accept that child.”

I’m not sure what caused my sudden headache, because of my pregnancy symptoms or because of what my parents were telling me.

“We can’t accept that child, Celine.” My own father’s comment.

“I will not abort my child. Lance is the father of my child and we are going to start a family. And I want to make it clear to both of you again that I will not divorce my husband, no matter what.”

My father’s palm flew in the air and he was about to slap me, but it didn’t continue when a janitor came up to our place. I took this opportunity to hurry out of the emergency exit and go straight to the elevator before my parents could catch up with me.

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When I got from the mansion, I stopped by the kitchen to inform the personal chef I couldn’t help him with the cooking so that I could fix the pool area where I planned to have my dinner date with Lance.

“Why do you seem so happy today, Madame?” Our personal chef query me.

“Because I’m excited to give Lance my anniversary gift for him. I will go first.”

I quickly and slowly left the kitchen to my room.

For three years, Lance and I had separate rooms. Whenever he becomes too drunk, I take care of him and those times my chance I can go near him. Most of all, I can sleep next to him for the entire night, then the next day I will move to my room.

When I got to my room, I put the pregnancy test with two lines and the picture of the ultrasound in the gift box.

I can’t wait to see his reaction. I hope the child in my womb will be the way to start a new beginning for our marriage.

I put my gifts for Lance on the vanity table and went down to the pool area to take care of the decorations.

As I arrived at the pool area, the other housemaids were there one by one, removing the many candles from the container. I plan to do a candle light dinner date with Lance.

In the wide deck area pool, on the glass table for four people, I put a few candles, and I asked how to arrange the red roses. I also surrounded the entire area of the deck pool with candlelight and red rose’s petals. The preparation was fast and smooth because of the help of the housemaid, who helped me from the beginning.

This is my first time getting prepared for our wedding anniversary. On our first wedding anniversary, I just cooked him a steak since I wasn’t sure about my feelings for him. All I wanted was to show my gratitude for him, however he didn’t come home that day.

For our second anniversary, I booked a private villa but he was too busy and didn’t even touch the food I cooked for him. On this occasion, I hope even for a moment—even for five minutes we can celebrate our third wedding anniversary, especially this day will be even more special because I am carrying his child.

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I take a short, quick breath through my mouth after checking the time on my phone.

Thirty minutes before twelve midnight, but Lance is still not here. The food is already cold. I can’t warm up right away because I don’t know what time he will arrive. I sent him a lot of text messages but even one of them he didn’t reply or even asked what time he will be home.

I closed my eyes again, but this time I bumped into the glass table. “Ouch...” I whispered.

I massage both my temples in a circular motion using my middle and pointed finger. I’m very sleepy and my head hurts from trying to stop the sleepiness.

“If you are sleepy, you should go to sleep in your room.”

As I perceived his deep yet gentle voice simultaneously, I sensed Lance placing his jacket coat on my shoulder.

When I stood up, I couldn’t help but smile even more, and now his face was close to mine. Even though it looks like he’s overworked again, it still can’t hide his good looks. He has always been handsome. He has attractive blue eyes. A towering height. His skin is creamy beige. Has pinkish and kissable lips, also he has a perfect jaw. Add to that, he is calm.

“No, I waited for you, for this.” I pointed at the table with one of my hands. “The food just got cold. But I can heat. I didn’t know what time you would be home. That’s why I didn’t warm up right away.”

I waited for his response, but he just kept looking into my eyes.

I sensed Lance’s gaze on me, or perhaps due to my nervousness about the gift I was going to present to him.

“You don’t need to reheat the food. I’m not hungry either.” His voice became icy, which made me even more nervous.

“Is that so?” I almost stammered. “I have a present for you.”

And in the interim I am holding the gift box, Lance spoke again, which stopped me for a moment.

“I want to get a divorce, Celine.”

I returned my full attention to Lance. “W-What are you talking about?”

Lance placed the brown envelope he was holding on the table and requested, “Sign this so that I can process our divorce papers right away.”

“No... why? Why now? Did I do something you didn’t like? Tell me what’s wrong with me and I’ll change it right away. Please, Lance, say you’re just telling a joke. I can’t, especially now–”

“Celine, let’s not torture ourselves anymore. We both don’t love each other, so what’s the point if we continue this nonsense marriage–”

“I love you!” I cut him off. “I’ve loved you for a long time, Lance. I learned to love you to where I want to build a family with you.”

He was unable to speak immediately. He seemed surprised and did not expect what I told him.

He cleared his throat before speaking again. “Your feelings for me cannot change my decision. My decision is complete and I want to divorce you.”

“But, Lance...” I opened the gift box and showed him its contents. “I’m pregnant.”

“Who is the father?”

“What?” My voice is trembling. The tears I was holding back were falling out of my eyes one by one. “What kind of question is that? Of course you are the father of the child I’m carrying.”

“This can’t be. I can’t have a child with you.”

My eyes widened. It’s like a handful of ice was poured on me with the chill I feel from fear! I’m afraid of what my husband might say. No, that thing should not come from his mouth.

“You need to abort that child.” He ruthlessly said, as if he did not think of how painful his words were to me and it’s like he didn’t hear what I said that he is the father of the child he wants to abort.

I couldn’t think anymore except that I wanted to protect the child in my womb.

CELINE POV

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“Celine, what do you need from Hanna?” Astrid asked me.

“I just have something important to ask her.” I answered, almost in a whisper.

I saw in the rear-view mirror Astrid open her mouth, but she closed it and did not ask again. In the passenger seat, Christine turned to me and smiled. I returned her with a small smile, then I looked outside.

After what happened last night with Lance, I haven’t talked to him again, nor have I been able to look at him until I’ve met Hanna.

Hanna Matthew is Lance’s right hand or underboss in his organization. Hanna is often with Lance when Lance transacts in the underground. Also, Hanna once lived in the mansion we live in now. Hanna only left the mansion because of me. Hanna told me the one time I talked to her she knows her boundaries as Lance’s friend and that it is not good to see if she will stay in the mansion as her friend Lance is married.

I was so hurt last night and felt bad for my baby. My baby is still in blood and growing, yet everyone is important to me and I love the one who wants to lose my baby.

I ran to my room last night and spent most of the night crying.

Today I accompanied Astrid and Christine to the place where Hanna resides. Apart from not wanting Lance to be aware of my plans to see Hanna, I made sure that the personal driver he provided did not accompany me. I also don’t know where Hanna lives. Hanna’s big brother is a friend of Astrid’s and Christine, so they know Hanna’s place.

It wasn’t long before Christine serenely called me because we were about to get out of the car. It was only at that moment that I realized we were in the basement parking lot.

“Let’s discuss your problem after we finish going to meet with Hanna.” I have already reserved at your favorite restaurant.”

“T-Thank you...” I almost stammered. As much as I could, I stopped my tears from falling.

“Let’s go.”

I nodded and then we went out together. As Astrid, she looked at me and smiled.

We proceeded directly into the elevator and Astrid reached the highest floor of this building. “Hanna and Dylan live in the penthouse.”

We quickly reached the floor we were going to and the second time if Christine hadn’t called me, I wouldn’t have noticed that we were here.

Arriving at the front door of the penthouse, it was Astrid who rang the doorbell. The second Astrid pressed the doorbell, someone opened the door from the inside and Hanna’s big brother, Dylan, appeared.

“Astrid, ma’am Christine?” Dylan called out to the in surprise until his eyes landed on me. “M-Ma’am Celine.”

I think Dylan calling our names was his way of greeting us.

“Is Hanna here? Ma’am Celine wants to talk to her.” Astrid said immediately.

“Hanna is in her room,” Dylan said as he opened the door wide. “Come in first.”

“That should be the first thing you do.” Astrid commented that the three of them just laughed.

For the moment we entered the living room, Dylan called Hanna on the second floor. Not long after, they were coming down together.

“By the way, do you want something to eat or drink? Water, juice, wine, tea?” Dylan offered us.

“No thanks. We will also leave immediately.” I heard Astrid’s answer.

For the time being, my gaze fell on Hanna. I didn’t take it off until she got close to me.

“Ma’am Celine, my brother said that you want to talk to me?” Hanna asked me in her polite way.

“Are you having an affair with Lance?” I asked frank.

I haven’t even thought about how to ask this matter. All I want to know is the truth.

Last night, I couldn’t imagine what could be Lance’s reason for wanting a divorce. Lance needs a wife to keep him in his position as mafia boss of their clan. That was one of Lance’s family rules. Without a wife, someone can acquire the position Lance maintains in the underground. That’s why Lance needs me as his wife, as his display.

“What the fuck!?” Dylan’s spontaneous reaction. “Hanna, answer her question right fucking now!”

My question surprised even Christine and Astrid, and Hanna’s widened eyes and reaction showed that she was also surprised by it.

“N-No, ma’am.” Hanna stammered and then looked at her brother. “I am not a mistress of anyone, for god’s sake.” Hanna looked back at me. “I don’t have an affair with any man who has a husband or anyone. I am so single right now.”

“Why did you stutter at your first answer?” I asked again.

“Because your out of nowhere question surprised me, Ma’am,” she immediately explained.

It’s true. The reason for her stuttering is valid and Hanna seems to tell the truth. From the moment I married Lance, Hanna never came between me and Lance under any circumstances.

“Are all your answers true, Hanna?” his older brother asked Hanna.

“Of course. Every word I uttered is true.” Hanna defends herself.

“Then we will go ahead. Thank you for your honest answer, Hanna,” I said. “I hope Lance doesn’t get to know about this.”

“Of course, ma’am. I won’t say anything to Lance–to boss Lance.”

I looked at Dylan and was going to ask him not to tell Lance about my coming here, but Astrid was ahead of me.

“As for you, Dylan, don’t talk about it to Lance.”

“Yeah! Yeah, I would think it never happened.” Dylan replied to Astrid.

“Good.” Astrid approved of Dylan’s answer.

I again said goodbye and thanked Dylan and Hanna, also apologized to them again.

“It’s fine ma’am.” Hanna answered me with a sweet smile.

While we were walking out, I waited for Hanna to call me to ask about what I asked her, most of all I waited for Hanna to ask about what was happening with me and Lance, but until we got out of their penthouse, I didn’t hear any questions from Hanna. Here I proved that Hanna had no intention of intervening between Lance and me.

Hanna, one of Lance’s best friends, is not the one that Lance is having an affair with.

So what is Lance’s reason or who is the reason Lance wants to divorce me?