"You're right. Therefore I also have to think about myself. I can't help Keara. If she were still alive, you would do everything you could to help her after you got out of prison. Even though she could only lie on her bed, she still slandered me. I, who raised her since childhood, thought of her as my own daughter, but what did I get in return? Don't blame me if all this happened to her." Indah said, still smiling at Galih.
"You..." Galih looked at Indah with a surprised face, unable to say anything.
"Galih, you should be grateful that you are sick before we divorce. If you fell and passed out like that after we divorced, maybe you would die. If that happens, all your property will fall into Jessica's hands. Do you want it?" Indah sneered.
"What do you mean?" Galih looked at Indah suspiciously, wondering if she knew something.
