CAN I LET YOU GO?
Candour

Floretta's back in Jarvis's room. Contacting Jadden was a dead end for Floretta, her brother-in-law did not tell her clearly what the problems were.

Their talk instead grazes on a past story that Floretta says has ended long ago. In fact, not yet for Jadden.

Floretta had no intention of continuing the debate, he ended the communication unilaterally.

In front of the nursery has been present Rayya, his assistant brought food with a scheduled menu to support Floretta's health.

"Where's the lady from? I'm afraid I can't find the Madam with you" said Rayya at least he was relieved to see Floretta come in good health.

"From park. Did you bring my vitamins and medicine from the doctor, Rayya?"

Rayya leaves everything to Floretta.

Nearby was Walden.

"You can come back" Floretta ordered.

Not yet Rayya replied, Walden ventured to ask, "Mrs, does Madam need company considering there are no friends?"

Floretta turned to his personal driver. He gave a friendly smile. "No need Walden. Take Rayya. If you need anything, I'll call you right away."

Walden bowed his body to receive orders from Floretta. The two left Floretta.

Floretta was shocked when he entered, because Jarvis had regained consciousness and was leaning his body on the head of the patient's bed.

"Well..have you woken up?" Floretta nervously asked the question. She clutched tightly onto a paper bag strap containing food and multivitamins and medicine for her pregnancy.

Jarvis' sharp gaze made Floretta freeze in place. Floretta's bold, lion-like guts shrieked like rats trapped in a mud pit.

"What did you bring?"

"It's dinner for me" Floretta replied.

"Eat. After eating I want to talk."

"But you're still sick" Floretta recalled, he didn't want Jarvis to suffer a worsening injury rate.

"That hurts my ribs, not my mouth and my brain, Flo," Jarvis said.

Floretta ate in silence, not concentrating, and Jarvis shone his eyes from the patient's bed. However, what can make food from Rayya must be eaten for the growth of the fetus in the womb.

After Floretta ate, Jarvis asked her to sit by the bed. Not allowing Jarvis to get off and occupy the patient's waiting sofa.

Floretta did so, determined not to be provoked by emotions when talking to her husband.

"Are you full?" Strange opening words. Floretta just nodded her head in her seat.

"Good, that means you're ready to talk to me" Jarvis said. There are many things that Jarvis wants to discuss with his wife, it has been a long time they have never discussed one topic with a special clock like today.

"I'm starting from the question, why did you attempt suicide?"

Floretta froze, actually not interested in discussing it. The incident reminded Floretta of her position as a wife not seen by Jarvis.

"I don't want to talk about it" Floretta stood up to get off the bench next to the patient's bed.

Jarvis spontaneously held Floretta's forearm. "Flo, I'll fulfill your request to get divorced from me, once I hear what reason you ignored me to commit suicide."

Floretta turned to look at Jarvis and then sat back in his original position. Jarvis has a point, Floretta needs to convey openly his heart, no matter what kind of response Jarvis had after hearing it.

"You know my relationship with Alleta from before we got married, you promised that after becoming a wife you wouldn't interfere in my affairs, the same thing with me."

"If now you're talking about my past infidelity, you're breaking your own rules, aren't you?"

Jarvis expressed his views on their agreement before marriage.

"You have that girl's daughter, you're breaking the rules!" Floretta did not want to be mistaken for the state of their household.

Jarvis clucked softly. "Is that why you're trying to end your life? That kid, not my son." Jarvis immediately conveyed the truth according to his own version.

Floretta turned his head in the other direction, recalling the impressions Alleta had watched.

"Am I the only guy with the initials J?"

Floretta looked at Jarvis, angry at him.

"Do you reject your own descendants?"

Jarvis frowned, confused by his wife's own expression.

"You wish it was my son?"

"You have to prove that you're not your son."

Jarvis nodded his head. "Then, if it's not proven to be my son, we're not getting divorced?"

Floretta replied, her eyes not blinking while thinking. "You still want a divorce." Jarvis concluded himself.

"Tell me the truth, what's the hidden problem with you?"

Floretta was embarrassed to reveal the reason. However, for Jarvis the conversation almost touched on the core of the reason Floretta asked for a divorce.

"You prove it first. Never mind, it's time for you to take a break" Floretta said, staring at Jarvis. Floretta's heart refused honestly, Floretta's hand touching the edge of the bed trying to stand up.

Jarvis stopped Floretta's movement. "Flo, tell me the truth. I'm not a psychic who knows your brain." Jarvis clasped Floretta's fingers, there was a sense of indignation and anxiety in his wife who did not want to open.

Jarvis was eager to embrace his wife, but physical circumstances were not possible. "With you saying it, I will definitely take a break sooner. I don't want to get divorced for some hidden reason."

In the mind Floretta appears flashback moments of togetherness with Jarvis, how hard efforts as a wife do, how he takes care of his heart only for Jarvis. However, everything is futility.

Unknowingly, Floretta's tears drenched her cheeks. He tried to let go of Jarvis' hand.

"Let me only know."

Jarvis won't let tonight get missed. Jarvis clasped Floretta's wrist.

"I won't let go of your hand until you speak the truth."

Floretta was uncomfortable.

"Why are you being selfish?" floretta's cry was accompanied by a small blow at Jarvis' hand that clasped his hand.

"I don't know what part of my attitude is that makes a strong Floretta Conie so weak?"

"I just want to know, Flo," continued Jarvis, he did not care about being said to be selfish or imposing a will.

"Do you love me anymore?" ask Jarvis for sure. Jarvis is very confidently loved by Floretta.

It used to be that every morning, Jarvis heard the expression of love from Floretta brightly after they woke up early, no matter what Jarvis' response was like.

Floretta was sobbing hearing it. His punch in Jarvis's hand weakened.

Floretta sat back on his bench, his legs not firmly standing. Finally, Floretta revealed her heart.

"You never loved me, didn't expect my existence. I'm not worth anything in front of you, I'm not important to you."

A heart-pounding whisper was heard between Floretta's words.

"I was wrong to have forced you to marry me nine years ago, your hatred killing me, Jarvis. I'm tired, we better split up."

"Together or not, it means nothing to you. I don't want to continue a relationship without love like this. Without caring attitude from you. I'm tired of being a beggar of love."

Jarvis's grip loosened, Jarvis's white eyes flushed to hear Floretta's heart-wrenching outpouring.

Floretta sobs on her stool while touching her stomach. His child may also feel the mother's deep sadness, sometimes there is movement in the stomach that he feels.

"I don't lack anything, money, children, family all I have, except my husband's love" Floretta said as she stared at the stiffly-pointed Jarvis in her bed.

"Find your own way, Jarvis."