Part 115

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115However, Alesya hesitated whether to answer it or not. Until she heard a knock on her door. The house assistant handed her the package that had been ransacked, conveying Bryan's message.

Alesya just smiled, understanding the position of the woman often called Pipin. She knew that Bryan adored and loved Shabila deeply, so fulfilling her every wish was an obligation.

Once Pipin said her goodbyes, Alesya hurriedly checked what Nicholas had left for her. It was a pair of black jeans and a mocha-colored belted top. Simple but perfect, Alesya thought as she put them on.

Alesya smiled as she finished tying the belt around her waist. Although there was still no triangular-shaped object, it didn't matter too much because she could cover it with Nicholas's jacket. According to him, he didn't understand the shape and size of Alesya's preference.

Rather than wasting time, Nicholas had said, "We'll stop by a store later to buy it. Start packing, and in an hour, I'll pick you up. We'll have lunch together."

The smile on Alesya's lips never disappeared. It was evident that she was very happy when talking about Nicholas. Especially with gifts and attention that gave her the motivation to face life with enthusiasm.

"Can I take this call?" Alesya hesitated to answer the call from the number labeled 'Talkative Fish.' It was as if everything related to Nicholas would disappear, leaving her with nothing. If that happened, what would become of her? How could she recover from the loss of her parents, the heartbreak of losing Devin, and the many problems with Bryan?

"Sorry!" Alesya turned off her phone after sending a message to Nicholas saying she had finished packing. She looked beautiful and presentable, ensuring that Nicholas wouldn't be embarrassed to be seen with her.

As for the 'Talkative Fish,' she would deal with it later. She would answer the call once she had received Nicholas's permission. For her, any decision to be made had to be run by Nicholas first.

Despite using only baby powder on her face, Alesya looked very pretty. Her naturally rosy lips didn't need any makeup. Besides, there wasn't any makeup available, hehehe. All of her belongings were in Bryan's room.

"Where are you going?" Bryan asked as he saw Alesya coming out of her room, looking neat and pretty, a sight that pleased his eyes.

"I'm going out." Alesya answered nonchalantly, continuing her steps.

"You can't. You have to stay home. Did you forget my father's instructions before he left?"

Alesya pulled the corners of her lips, offering Bryan her sweetest smile. "I'm going with Nicholas. He's the one who invited me, and he'll be responsible for me. One more thing, Yan. you should remember... I don't have to obey what you want because I'm not your wife. I only carry the status of a wife, nothing more than that."

"You?"

"What's wrong?"

"Please be polite to me. Don't forget, your life is in my hands now, Al!"

"No. Everything about me depends on Nicholas, just as you said earlier. Don't you remember?"

"Still, you are my wife!"

"I refuse!" Alesya asserted.

"Shut up..."

"What's going on here? Can you please not argue like this? My ears hurt!" scolded Shabila. Her chest heaved as she was angry, not because Alesya's voice was too loud, but because Bryan and Alesya were shouting at each other.

"There's nothing! Hurry up, I'm already late. I don't know what you're doing inside for hours!"

Instead of being angry at Alesya for her raised voice, Bryan vented his frustration on Shabila.

How could he not be frustrated? Bryan had waited for over two hours, postponing his meeting, and Shabila had just finished her preparations. So much time wasted waiting for Shabila, who couldn't even match Alesya's beauty even after all that time.

"What's this about nothing? Do you want to hide something from me? Do you?"

"Your husband forbade me from leaving the house, even though I'm going with Nicholas, and he has already handed me over to Nicholas entirely, so what else?" Alesya pulled one corner of her lips. "Let me guess, the clothes you're wearing must be stolen from Pipin, right? Those are mine!"

"Oh, really?" Nicholas, who had been listening to their conversation from downstairs, interrupted. "I think Alesya is right. The clothes you're wearing belong to Alesya. Why are you snatching like this? Your husband couldn't afford to buy them, or are you a thief?" He mocked, puffing up Bryan's chest and accusing him of being unable to buy things for his wife.

"Shut your mouth, Nik!"

"Rather than talking too much," Nicholas forcibly pulled Bryan's wallet out of his back pocket. "It's better to pay for the clothes."

"Nicholas!" Ignoring Bryan's protests, Nicholas took out several one hundred thousand rupiah bills from his wallet. "It's still two hundred thousand short; please transfer it to my account. It'll cover the cost of gas." He wrapped his arm around Alesya and led her away without saying goodbye at all.

Fuming half to death, Bryan wanted to retaliate against Nicholas, but Shabila held him back.

"He's right, you can't afford to provide for me. Haven't I told you my life is perfect? Anything I ask for, I get it immediately!"

"I know that, but can you give me a little time to become the perfect husband for you?"

"No need. Just go along with what I want, and make sure I don't lose to Alesya!" Shabila left, ignoring Bryan, even though she knew he was angry with her.

Not wanting the problem to escalate further, Bryan finally followed Shabila. He hoped his wife would indeed drop him off at the office first because Handoko had scolded him after learning he had postponed an important meeting. Bryan's excuse was that Alesya couldn't let him go to work yet, which could somewhat appease Handoko.

If only Handoko knew that what had made Bryan late was Shabila, while Alesya was busy with Nicholas, he would undoubtedly be removed from his position at the office.

"We'll stop here before going to the restaurant. I don't want anyone to see you dressed like that." Nicholas parked his car in front of a store that sold beauty products, baby clothes, and men's and women's underwear.

Alesya pouted. "Why? Am I not pretty enough?"

"It's not that you're not pretty, Al. It's just that something's showing, and I'm sure people can tell what it is." He pointed to two protruding points in front of Alesya.

Alesya's cheeks turned red. She averted her gaze to prevent Nicholas from seeing her embarrassment.

"Come on! I don't know what you want or what size you need."

Alesya shook her head. "I'm embarrassed. There's a man over there." She pointed towards the store.

Nicholas followed the direction of Alesya's pointing finger and nodded, confirming that there was a man sweeping in front of the store.