Zillion thought to himself in his car while staring at his bedroom window which still showed dim light. Since ten minutes ago he had hesitated to come down because he felt sorry for Carolline. Their fight this morning was their first fight as long as they were husband and wife. And all day he really couldn't concentrate on his work because the images of Carolline kept playing in his mind like an annoying broken record.
Knock knock
Zillion gave the knocker a wait signal and immediately rushed out of his car carrying his briefcase containing important documents from his office.
"Sir, what are you doing here at night?"
“No, just thinking about something. I'm going in now, please park my car in the garage."
Zillion handed the car keys to the men, Ruppert, and after that he immediately entered his house with heavy steps. Tonight he was so afraid to see Carolline because he had hurt her this morning.
"Sir..."
Why did you accept me? I used to get that question from Zillion. After we went through the most emotional series of events at the airport, Zillion asked me that question while looking at me in bewilderment. At that time, I spontaneously told him that I loved him so much that there was nothing else I could do but accept him with open arms. But only recently have I begun to realize that it wasn't just love. Love is what underlies me to say "yes" to him when he proposed to me. But more than that, all of this happened because I learned a lesson from my life. First, starting with my failed marriage with Rein. At that time I was very young. I married Rein when I had just graduated from college and was actively building a career in counseling. When I found out that my ex-husband was getting close to his female co-stars, I just kept quiet and didn't bother him too much. All of that I only considered as part of work professionalism and at that time I was still a very
"Good morning, Ms. Caroline. ""Morning.""Good morning Caroline.""Morning."Caroline smiled happily at all the staff of the government-owned Psychology agency where she worked. This morning the weather was quite good, and the mood was also very good to provide service to clients who had problems. Today she is ready to accommodate all their problems and ready to provide solutions for the smooth running of their lives."Caroline, you have a client at nine," said Jihoo, Caroline's assistant who has been helping Caroline for the past three years.Jihoo is a very useful assistant for Caroline, because without Jihoo, Caroline really won't be able to do her job until this moment. Every client she worked with was never the same. They sometimes actually make a fuss with her because she is considered unable to provide a good solution for them. Or sometimes some clients demand more and are increasingly dependent on them.Well... that's the lif
“I don't want you to take my life too far, I can't be the ideal wife who just stays at home. Catwalk is my life, I can not leave it!"Zillion stared flatly at his screaming shameless wife in his office. The fight between him and Cassie had been going on for months. His stubborn wife never wanted to leave the entertainment world that had been raising her name. The woman didn't like it when Zillion asked her to stay at home and only serve him as wife. Meanwhile, as a husband, Zillion felt that he was capable enough to pay for all his wife's needs without her needing to work again. Rather than spending time outside having a good time with her friends, Zillion would prefer Cassie to be at home and be a sweet wife to him."Do whatever you like, I don't care," Zillion comments.Cassie smiled with satisfaction. Grinning triumphantly from her chair while looking at Zillion from a distance who was struggling with the files on his desk."As a husband, you rea
Caroline took a deep breath. Again she had to watch the sad drama played by her client. This afternoon she had a client— that so annoyed. She is a woman who was about to make a suicide attempt last week, but thinks she is just looking for attention. Of all the signs that the woman showed during the counseling session, she was sure that she really just wanted to seek attention from her late husband's family who was rich enough to get more inheritance. "Ms, I want to follow my husband to heaven. I'm not strong if I have to raise my own children with the increasing cost of living." “Madame, think about your child's future if you want to commit suicide. You should take good care of your child so that your child can inherit the company owned by your late husband,” said Caroline giving advice. Instantly the woman stopped her crying while looking at Caroline shining, as if she had just landed a million dollar jackpot lottery. "You're right, Ms. Chauffer, I s
"So what is your name, sir?" "Hmm, Zillion Malloy." Caroline wrote Zillion's full name on the client's personal data paper which should have been filled in by Zillion himself. Even though this was troublesome, but she really had to if she didn't want him to act even more. "Your date of birth and place where you were born sir?" "I was born in Chicago, October fifteenth. When will we start the counseling session? Are you a civil registration officer?" asked Zillion sacarstic. Caroline lifted her head towards Zillion and smiled slightly unwillingly at the man. "I'm sorry sir, but this is a necessary procedure. You should have filled it in yourself to make it more valid." Zillion seemed indifferent and leaned back in his aristocratic arrogant style. "Next, can you state your full address and what is your job?" "I live in Chicago, you don't need to know the place and my job is CEO at a
Zillion stepped into his luxurious home in the Lincoln Park area. Carrying his suit and bag, Zillion walked with heavy steps into his lonely house.Every day he always felt the same way when he entered his big house. He felt emptiness and loneliness. In that very spacious house there was not the slightest warm impression that was emitted, it actually looked like a big sturdy building that made him feel imprisoned every time he entered it."Good night, sir," said the servant warmly. Charlotte welcomes Zillion with her motherly smile that is warm and also soothes a mother."Good night. Cassie is home? ""Mrs. Cassie isn't home yet, sir."Zillion exhaled heavily then smiled bitterly at Charlotte. Every day he always found the same thing at home. Almost every day Cassie came home late at night. It's rare to find Cassie coming home before he comes home. If that happened, it would be because the woman ran out of money and w
Zillion pushed Cassie onto the bed and crushed Cassie's slender body with his big muscular body. Under him Cassie was glancing mischievously as she tugged at the collar of Zillion's shirt to bring him closer to her. "You didn't forget to use a condom, did you?" Zillion muttered under his breath and crushed Cassie's lips greedily. To be honest he hated using condoms. Why would he keep using a condom if he made love to his own wife. Condoms will only detract from his enjoyment. But if he didn't use it Cassie would definitely go on a rampage. "I am lazy." "What? Go! I don't want it if you to don’t use the condom!” Cassie pushed Zillion's body a little and returned to his bathtrob which had slumped slightly because of Zillion's act. The man moaned under his breath and squeezed his hair in a huff because tonight he failed to get what he want because of a condom. Oh, does he need to hire a bitch to satisfy him? “Damn! You are my wife, what s
The lively atmosphere seen in Downtown Chicago stands in stark contrast to the silence that takes place in the car Zillion drives with Caroline. Since five minutes ago they had only been silent without making the slightest sound to enliven the silence that felt like it's not wearing for Caroline. The woman looked annoyed in the silence that hit her because she didn't know what to do with the crazy man who suddenly dragged her into the car. Feel like she wanted cursed her client, spilling all her inner troubles today after listening to various kinds of problems that came from her other clients. If she hadn't been childish a few minutes ago to avoid this annoying client, she probably wouldn't have been stuck in an expensive car with her client in this kind of silence she hates so much. "So where are you taking me, sir?" Caroline tried to ask in a polite accent that felt very difficult for her to get out of in the middle of her mo
Why did you accept me? I used to get that question from Zillion. After we went through the most emotional series of events at the airport, Zillion asked me that question while looking at me in bewilderment. At that time, I spontaneously told him that I loved him so much that there was nothing else I could do but accept him with open arms. But only recently have I begun to realize that it wasn't just love. Love is what underlies me to say "yes" to him when he proposed to me. But more than that, all of this happened because I learned a lesson from my life. First, starting with my failed marriage with Rein. At that time I was very young. I married Rein when I had just graduated from college and was actively building a career in counseling. When I found out that my ex-husband was getting close to his female co-stars, I just kept quiet and didn't bother him too much. All of that I only considered as part of work professionalism and at that time I was still a very
Zillion thought to himself in his car while staring at his bedroom window which still showed dim light. Since ten minutes ago he had hesitated to come down because he felt sorry for Carolline. Their fight this morning was their first fight as long as they were husband and wife. And all day he really couldn't concentrate on his work because the images of Carolline kept playing in his mind like an annoying broken record. Knock knock Zillion gave the knocker a wait signal and immediately rushed out of his car carrying his briefcase containing important documents from his office. "Sir, what are you doing here at night?" “No, just thinking about something. I'm going in now, please park my car in the garage." Zillion handed the car keys to the men, Ruppert, and after that he immediately entered his house with heavy steps. Tonight he was so afraid to see Carolline because he had hurt her this morning. "Sir..."
"Morning Charlotte, let me take it to the table." Carolline saw that Charlotte was struggling with the large bowl of soup in her hands. But when she saw Carolline about to help her, the middle-aged woman immediately looked away and left Carolline just like that. Carolline then let out a small sigh and immediately walked into the kitchen to make Zillion coffee. Her beloved husband said that her coffee was better than the coffee made by his maids, so her duty every morning was to make Zillion's favorite black coffee. But sometimes she saw that Charlotte had made coffee for Zillion too, so she sometimes felt bad for her because Zillion wouldn't touch her coffee. "Morning Sarah, what are you cooking?" Carolline peeked slightly from behind her maid who was shorter than her. She saw the girl was arranging a few pieces of fried chicken on a plate. But the girl did not respond to her question at all. She was just silent, and after that immediately left while carrying
After Zillion's crazy actions at the airport to stop Carolline from leaving and the man's confession of all the misunderstandings that have occurred so far, Zillion decides to immediately marry Carolline and make the woman his own. There was no longer the slightest doubt in his heart to marry Carolline because from the start he had fallen into the charm of the beautiful Psychologist. However, the life they imagined would be beautiful and full of joy, did not turn out as expected. One month after Zillion officially married Carolline, the news of their affair which had never been revealed by the public, slowly began to emerge and made their married life oscillating. The change in status of Carolline who suddenly became Zillion's legal wife made many media accuse Carolline of being a cheap woman again. Not only that, the news about her first divorce with Rein also began to be resurfaced by irresponsible media and only concerned with their careers. This then provoked Zil
“Shit! You love it, huh!" Zillion pushed Cassie's body hard as soon as they entered his desolate office room. The brown-haired woman then smiled sarcastically at Zillion while trying to stroke Zillion's face, but her right hand was parried by Zillion roughly. "Very love it, darlin. I am satisfied to see the gaze full of pain that is so pathetic. It was the reward she deserved because she had teased mine." Cassie said casually as she crossed her arms. An aura of selfishness and cunning looked so thick on her face which was wearing a smile of victory. Finally she managed to get Zillion to her knees at her feet again like before. And this is all thanks to her hard work for more than one week. “You petty Cassie! So petty! I never thought I ever loved a wicked and cunning woman like you." “Tsk... darl, don't bring up the past that you can't change at all. Forever you will be attached to me as my husband, so just enjoy your b
Bugh bugh bughh! “Get up jerk! Wake up! Tell me, whom told you to lie to me, whom? " Zillion is panting where he stands clutching his opponent's shirt with sweat flooding his face and a blue face that looks pathetic. Meanwhile, the man who is currently being beaten looks resigned while begging for mercy on Zillion who is furious in front of him. "I'm sorry sir." Bugh! “I don't need your damn apology! I need an answer from you." Zillion said emotionally as he continued to beat the face of a man who was bleeding in front of him. This afternoon he suddenly received a blind blow from Jihoo, a man he knew worked as Caroline's assistant. With great emotion the man entered the room and immediately grabbed his shirt collar violently while throwing three punches on his face until the corners of his lips turned blue. But what made him surprised was not the punches given by Jihoo, but the reason the man gave him why he suddenly hit him. A
Along the way to the elevator she kept shedding tears while looking down, without noticing her stumbling steps. Right now she is too shy to look at anyone because she feels so dirty and broken at the same time. Zillion, that man had crushed her heart to pieces without remainder. All the promises that man had made to her felt like a lot of bullshit for her. She shouldn't have been seduced by Zillion's deadly charm because a man like Zillion couldn't possibly really take her seriously. She was definitely no match for the classy and perfect Cassie in the eyes of Zillion, because she was just a bitch! Regardless her footsteps Caroline suddenly bounced back and fell quite hard on the cold white floor. A woman with an arrogant style stared at Caroline silently with her hands on her hips annoyed that Caroline had hit her and made her body hurt, even though she didn't fall to the floor like Caroline. "I— I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." With a sh
Brakk Zillion slammed Caroline's pile of thick books on purpose when he heard Caroline having a conversation with her ex-husband in the living room. The man angrily watched every interaction between Caroline and Aaron, which made him hotter over time, because Caroline did not expel him and instead took him to chat down there. "Did she purposely want to torture me like this?" complained Zillion while lying on his back on Caroline's soft bed. The man, still with only a pair of shorts hanging from his waist, looked bored and wanted to kick Aaron out of his way. He was really impatient with Caroline's way of working which actually provoked him to keep talking to her regardless of the pain she was currently feeling. “Shit! How much longer do I have to endure this torment? " swore Zillion annoyed. He then got up from his lying position and again slammed one of Caroline's thick books to warn Caroline that at this time
"Eat, your face looks pale." Caroline shook her head helplessly as she stirred her food without interest. After crying for a long time in the parking area of her office, Zillion decided to take Caroline to the nearest restaurant so that Caroline could calm down after the unpleasant incident that had just happened. Caroline's car which was badly damaged on the front has been taken care of by one of Zillion's men for repair. But it looks like Zillion is going to buy Caroline a new car because the man immediately called his secretary to send a car to Caroline's home address. Unfortunately all the things Zillion did couldn't bring Caroline back to normal because the woman was still thinking about Aleyna. Since earlier, every time Zillion asked her to talk, Caroline only responded with a small murmur or a throat voice that Zillion so hated. The man really didn't like seeing Caroline in this condition. He would rather look at Caroline who is talka