He immediately hugged the woman who was crying bitterly. Funneled serenity into Achiera's soul.
'Sob sob sob ...' Achiera continued to sob unconsciously in Hans's arms.
"Is the suffering I've been through so far still not enough for you? Should you still plot all kinds of conspiracies to trick me. How bad is my father to you? Wasn't it not enough for to to take 4 lives from our family? I just want to live in peace, don't I even deserve that? Sob .. sob .. "Achiera continued to cry.
Hans's heart was so sore to see her, he really wanted to feel like he was the only one to bear all the burdens that Achiera felt.
I AM SORRY, DEAR. ALL OF THESE ACT FORCED TO RUN, I WAS TOO COWARD TO FACE YOU AND TAKE HANSEN WITH ME. TOO MANY MISTAKES THAT HAVE BEEN DONE, EVEN I COULDN'T FORGIVE MYSELF. ONLY LIKE THIS, I CAN GET CLOSE TO YOU WITH CONFIDENCE. SAYING IF I LOSE MY MEMORIES PERMANENTLY AND HOPING TO CHASE YOU AS A NEW HANS. HOPING YOU WILL ALSO FORGIVE MY FAULT BECAUSE OF MY MEMORIES' CONDITION. GIVING ME THE OPPORTUNITY TO START LIFE WITH YOU BOTH AGAIN. PLEASE UNDERSTAND, I'M GOING TO FIGHT FOR YOU AGAIN, Hans thought angrily.
Achiera immediately realized that she was leaning on Hans's broad chest while crying.
"Eh sorry, I'm too expressive," Achiera said, and immediately broke away. "Why did you ask me to design your company building?"
"About this ... I really don't know, when I wanted to acquire this company, your name was already a recommendation on the list of designers. And earlier I was very surprised, when I saw you who came, it was an unexpected thing, because it turned out that that person was an adopted mother from my own son, " Hans explained. "But for a moment, is it true that you are just Hansen's adoptive mother? Didn't you say that Hansen was your son? That means, you are my wife?" Hans said again.
'Cough !!'
Achiera coughed, what a question that made it difficult for her to breathe.
"Is that true? But why don't I remember having a very beautiful wife like you? Come to think of it, life feels beautiful, there is a child who is very smart and wife that's so beautiful," Hans said.
"Cough!" Achiera cleared her throat. "Sorry Mr. Hans, we don't have the kind of relationship that you meant."
"Then, can you tell me what relationship we have?" Hans asked. "I don't understand either, but there are different feelings when I'm with you. Sorry, I know this is too presumptuous, please don't take it personally."
"..." Achiera was silent.
"Why are you silent? Did what I said earlier hurt you?" Hans asked.
"Ekhem ... Can we refocus on the cooperation we are going to forge? This is a bit of a waste of time. Sorry, I know that time for you is very valuable, and I also don't want to waste your time for nothing. I really appreciate each of my clients," Achiera said, she was back to formal and Hans really did not like the formal attitude of Achiera.
He grumbled in anger. Why must this formality exist! Just bothering me, he said.
"But, my precious time is only with you," Hans replied softly, and Achiera managed to hear that. Indeed, Hans deliberately said quietly, but in portions that could still be heard.
"…" Achiera chose to remain silent, did not respond and it was very different from what Hans expected.
Several tens of minutes passed, but the results of the meeting hadn't even been decided yet. Just about the style that will be used, had not yet met the results.
"Mr. Hans, please get serious on your work, it's been 1.5 hours, but even you don't know what style to ask for!" Achiera scolded for many times. "If it continues like this, you'd better find another designer!" She continued.
"Don't be like that, I'm sorry. My assistant might be able to help with this, I'll get him to come here immediately." Hans immediately reached into his pocket, took a rectangular object from there.
Hans typed some text words that he wanted to send to Liu.
"He will come soon. Please calm down," Hans said.
She really turned dumb. What will her fate be, Achiera asked herself.
'Dug ... dug ... dug ...'
Hearing this, Achiera immediately looked for the source of the voice, and it turned out that it came from Hans's cellphone. Those were incoming call ringtones.
Achiera's mouth fell open, because the sound was a recording of Hansen's heartbeat during the ultrasound. And Hans still had it.
What further truth is this, Achiera thought.
Instead of answering the call, Hans focused on seeing Achiera who waa staring at his cellphone.
"Miss Achiera, what's wrong?" Hans asked.
"T-that, t-voice ..." Achiera replied, trembling.
"Ohh this ringtone. I don't understand it either, but this tone has been stored on my cellphone for a long time. I want to change it, it's just that my heart feels reluctant because of the true serenity I get when I hear it." Hans smiled sweetly as he looked at his cellphone.