Cindy looked at Jemmy. Her olanwas almost working now.
"Umm... We heard you got married so we came to congratulate you." George shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Seriously he felt his reason kind of didn't make sense.
"Welcome and..." Naysa started but Jemmy stopped him.
"Who told you that?" He asked.
"It's me Jemmy. Aren't you happy about your wife? Aren't you proud of her?" Cindy said. Jemmy's face darkened. This girl...
"Actually Jemmy, I have to personally congratulate you for your bold step of getting a wife. Do you remember those days when we used to be lovers." Phil started. George coughed awkwardly while Jemmy stiffened while studying Naysa's face. Naysa on the other hand accessed the lady up and down. But her face remained calm.
"Is that why you are here? To talk about your high school love?" Naysa asked, looking at Phil hard.
"Will you let her speak? Why are you being that disrespectful even to visitors?" Cindy put in. Jemmy was worried Naysa would really get angry with him.
"You used to study more about flowers for me." Phil continued. Naysa narrowed her eyes. So he studied flowers for her right? On the other hand, George really wanted to slap Phil. She was busy praising her highschool lover in front of her husband.
"Jemmy I need to talk to you for a moment." Naysa said and went upstairs. Giving the three a warning look, Jemmy ran after Naysa.
"Why are they here?" Naysa asked.
"I don't know." Jemmy replied.
"What do you mean you don't know? You were having a meal with them just a few minutes ago, you don't know?"
"I wasn't having a meal, I was waiting for you." Jemmy replied politely. Naysa was angry and walked into her music room, closing the door on Jemmy's face. He tried knocking the door several times but he didn't open. Angry, he descended the stairs into the living room where the three sat.
"What's the meaning of all this?" Jemmy roared, directing his deadly glare at Cindy. "Who gave you the permission to invite whoever you want in this house?"
"Phil is your ex, is there any harm if she introduces herself to your poor wife?" Cindy retorted before she started regretting her words.
Smack! The slap sounded in the whole living room, sending Cindy tumbling back into the seats. Jemmy had never slapped a woman but till now, he realized Cindy was pushing him too far. She was taking his calm self for granted. In fact, he could have long send her back to country LA were it not for Naysa's request to let her stay.
"If you dare look down upon my wife again!" Jemmy hissed at her.
Cindy lay on the floor with her face red and inclined in one side. She couldn't believe Jemmy slapped her. Blood slowly sipped from both sides of his mouth. Stenson, who was standing at the door took a step back. Jemmy had really held back. If he used his whole strength, it would be a different story right now.
"Did you just slap me?" Cindy widened her eyes, spitting a mouthful of blood.
"Are you talking to me?" Jemmy was too angry to think he was dealing with a fragile woman. He said as he took slow heavy steps towards her. Cindy crawled back trembling. George was really dying of fear where he sat. Phil was scared to death, but since they had a deal with Cindy, if the plan won, she would pay her. She mustered courage and walked to stop Jemmy only to be pushed back, hitting the table and falling on George's lap. George was in no mood to pamper her. He pushed her directly to the floor.
"Honey you're pushing me?" Phil shouted at George. When she tried to grab her for support, George jumped to his feet as if he was afraid to make contacts with his own wife.
"Mr. Jemmy, we beg to leave." He said trembling while trying to hurry out.
"Stop right there!" The command came. Jemmy looked at him for along time. Stenson was already blocking the exit. When George thought of just running out of trouble, he was immediately blocked and pushed back.
"Do you remember my warning?" Jemmy asked. George nodded hard until he felt his own head hurting. "I'll be coming for you. Now take your idiot and leave."
George rushed to Phil and pulled her up, forcing her to run as per his own pace. The long distance between the castle and the gate was covered while running. They got out panting. They had forgot their car.
"Honey why..."
"Don't honey me! You convinced me to come over, only bringing disaster to my family!" George personally slapped his wife. "Do you know what you just did? I gave you the freedom you need. I swear if this was your plan, I'll kill you."
The guards drove the car to them. They stood at the gate panting while Phil lamented over the few slaps she had recieved.
Meanwhile, Cindy crawled on the floor, her whole face burning. She wasn't feeling any better, at the same time she didn't even want to look at Jemmy's angry face and those fierce black eyes. One slap had really taken her to hell and back.
"Stenson, prepare a plane." Jemmy said as he walked upstairs.
After Jemmy left, the guards now breathed and mocked Cindy.
"You're really going too far. Why would you do such a stupid thing?" Frank asked.
"Will you shut up!" Amidst her sore face, she replied.
"All because of love? The whole nation will be laughing at you." Adrian said. It was them that Hank arrived.
"Waht happened here?" Looking at Cindy's swollen face, he couldn't help laughing. When Cindy saw Hank, she ran to him. Since they didn't have any bad thing between them, and so far Hank hadn't got wind of what happened.
"Hank please help me. Your brother just..."
Hank frowned, slapping her hands off him before walking upstairs.
Anyway, he already watched the video. And again, the only person he recognized as his sister in law was Naysa since he already knew Jemmy loved her. Again, after Naysa's encounter with their people in country LA, Hank and Larry reached an argument that they must help their brother protect what he loves. They still had the unity between tem as brothers. That only meant, no going to country LA for as long as Mira was still there.
Even when Larry left, he flew directly to country Y. They had shut down their family group and they no longer used their family email. Right now, Mr. Augustine was the desperate father.
Meanwhile, the message arrived. "Boss, the plane is ready."