Asih was silent, the atmosphere was a little astonishing when she saw the look on Bara's face that looked very serious. Like a cold blooded killer, you know.
Very scary. Bara closed the door of his luxury car with a loud slam.
"Doesn't he love his new car?" Asih muttered while watching Bara walk in front of the car to the right door.
Bara got into the car and immediately stepped on the gas. Go home.
'Ah, I don't care what kind of punishment I'm going to get at home anymore. I don't care if I get yelled at, tortured or even have my debit and credit cards taken away, I don't care,' Bara snorted in her heart.
Asih sat on the chair tensely, Bara's jaw clenched tightly.
It was a sign that Bara was very emotional, but Asih remembered when Bara was carrying her.
Like putting up a sack of rice, Asih feels really bad… it's the first time she's been treated like that by a man, her own stepson again.
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