IMPOTENT HUSBAND
Can't hold it anymore!
Moa's departure earlier had truly been a heavy blow to Zhen. He just stayed in the apartment until late at night had not come out at all.
Zhen knows Moa went to a resort still in Shanghai over Bastian's report. He also sent some subordinates guarding them while he was contemplating himself in his workroom.
Silent and very empty. No sound was heard except the clockwork detail on the wall and the breeze of the night wind from the fentilation.
"I miss them," muttered Zhen uncomfortable with this atmosphere.
Usually the room will be crowded with the sounds of children and moa nagging but now, everything has become very quiet and lifeless.
Zhen felt worse than when he nurtured an obsession to destroy the Pathros family.
"Master!"
Bastian came knocking on the door that wasn't locked.
"Lake in!" Cold Zhen still did not get out of his chair.
Bastian walked in and approached Zhen's desk.
"Master! I've got the tape that you want!" Throwing a flash at Zhen who immediately received it.
Zhen connected the object to his laptop to see an old recording where Cellien and Hupent performed a passionate hot scene.
"They knew each other before Miss Cellien met you, sir! According to the previous analysis, Miss Cellien was Mr. Hupent's man to spy on you. That's why since you got married, a lot of company data leaked into the hands of other companies thwarted our project."
Zhen clenched his hand tightly. Cellien really made him sick. It turns out that all this time he's been keeping a damn ja**lang.
"Put this footage to the media. Hupent's facial sensor will affect the honor of the Ming family!"
"I understand sir," replied Bastian immediately contacted their vast network especially in the field of Media.
Zhen silently watched the recording run out and there was only a sense of disgust to see Cellien move erotically on the body of the old man.
"I will reply more than you can imagine," growled Zhen truly hated ingrained.
However, while pondering for a moment Zhen so thought of baby Zoe. Well, it's a lie if he doesn't get sick every time he's rude to that kid.
Zoe has been with him for over a year and this year Zoe will be 2. Zhen so remember if Zoe's birthday has been missed some time ago.
"I can't live alone" muttered Zhen deeply aware of this loneliness.
Every time he snapped at the child, his heart would also feel crumpled but, Zhen's ego was too high to release his anger.
"Have they slept?!"
Zhen missed his little family. He opened the phone and searched Moa's number there.
50 Times Zhen contacted Moa from noon but not in the woman's lift. It seemed that Moa was indeed already angry at him.
Not wanting to despair, Zhen again started the call but nil. Only the voice of the operator answered.
"Tomorrow I'll pick you up" muttered Zhen unable to bear to live like this.
Being left for half a day has made him confused. Where the eye looks will feel empty and empty like it has lost something complementary before.
"Master!"
Bastian came back in because he called. Zhen leaned his head against the chair staring flatly at Bastian.
"New report?"
"Marco's outside, sir!" Bastian said carefully fearing that Zhen would be angry because these few days Zhen was enough to make them like on the battlefield.
"He wants to see you, sir!"
"Let him in!" Tell Zhen how he is.
Bastian nodded immediately opening the door where the figure of the man who always wanted to compete entered without excuse.
Marco looked at Zhen with a meaningful sneer. He sat in the front seat of the table with an aura equally dominating this room.
"I'd better find it safe" Inner Bastian walked out of the room letting the two powerful leaders finish their cold war with a man.
"I heard Moa's gone from you."
"A lot of flies swarming my food," Zhen sternly looked at Marco as if the greeting bothered him greatly.
"Zhen! I didn't think you were just hiding your dark side when in fact, we weren't much different. Moa is only enamored with your warmth first," Marco's fishing rod knows everything because he won't miss it at all.
Zhen was silent but the aura of his face was already so frozen ready to kick Marco out of this place.
"Whatever happens is none of your business."
"Strue hunters look for opportunities to take MY opponent's FOOD," The impression likes the hot face of Zhen who is usually always calm but now begins to be unable to keep quiet.
"Why? You used to be very confident. Is it because Moa doesn't want to be with you anymore?"
"Omong empty," Desis Zhen still leaned back staring intimidatedly at Marco.
"I know your wife's rebellious character. He won't be easily conquered but.."
"Speak as you please. I'll make sure you're in jail tonight!" Sela Zhen was full of seriousness.
Marco smiled a bitter smile. Zhen had indeed not changed just that this man had become more heartless than before.
"alright. Because Moa chose to leave you so I can compete, right?"
"Try it if you can!" Zhen answered straightening his body from the back of the chair until the scary handsome face had already claimed his right to Moa.
Seeing the seriousness of Zhen who did not play games of course Marco was challenged. Moreover, hearing the chaotic Zhen these few days made him excited.
"The moa was indeed very loud but she had a typical motherly side. You dump her then I'll volunteer to be Zoe's new daddy!"
"Damn you!!" Furious Zhen throws his laptop at Marco but is sprightly on the rough edge by the man's burly arm until it falls to the floor.
The footage that was still running can be seen by Marco. The man's expression was flat and there was a spotlight of dislike to see this disgusting tape.
However, a second later he glanced at Zhen with a perverted grin.
"May I save it for the ingredients?"
"Currently, your taste is indeed lowly," Ketus Zhen did not care about it.
Marco was just bragging. He took out a cigarette from behind his jacket then threw one at Zhen who caught him quietly.
"On my father you're right. He's innocent!"
"Hm. You're blind," muttered Zhen thrusting the tip of his cigarette at Marco who lit the lighter.
"You're the same. The proof is that you're alone here now." Smiled satisfied after burning the tip of the cigarette.
Zhen only gave a faint smile back leaning back in his chair sipping the cigarette leisurely between his fingers. Looks very sexy with shirt buttons open and hair disheveled yet full of charm.
"Rarely rich presidents can smoke casually like this. You're not afraid Moa's mad?" Marco's temptation to know that Zhen never smoked even this first time.
If he smokes, it means his life is chaotic and unstable as usual.
"Just want to try" replied Zhen but noah, he just wanted to do whatever he never wanted to do before.
"You want to try something more interesting?" Bargain Marco but Zhen only gave a lazy look.
"Tomorrow I'll start chasing, Moa!"
"Damn it!!" Bumpat Zhen threw the file on the table at the head of Marco who chuckled complacently standing up.
"Thank God you're alive. I'll go home first. Don't think too much about your anger, or Moa will fall into my hands!"
"Go!! Just ruin my eyes!!" Maki Zhen let Marco go.
The mood's really bad especially Moa's not here. Usually only that woman would be a miracle cure for him.
After Marco's sudden departure Zhen felt strange about himself. Zhen's astonished gaze referred to the cigarette in between his fingers.
"Why do I smoke??!" Zhen muttered, throwing the object on the floor and stomping it until it went out.
Zhen grunting. He ruffled his hair in frustration because Moa still did not want to answer his call.
"can't. I can't stand it like this" muttered Zhen rising up together with the open door showing Bastian coming in with a panicked face.
"Master!"
"What's wrong?" Ask Zhen had a bad feeling.
"Miss Zoe high fever. She cried all night, sir!"
Sontak Zhen was startled and immediately left with big strides. Although he hated the child all his might but when he heard this news Zhen could not maintain his ego anymore.
"DEVIL WITH YOUR REAL FATHER!"
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