Citra, who had just come out of the bathroom, was startled by the presence of a man now sitting on her bed. "Martin, what are you doing here?" Citra quickly adjusted the position of the towel clinging to her body. She felt very uncomfortable when Martin entered her room without her permission.Martin flashed a smile, turning his gaze towards Citra who was visibly adjusting her towel. The smile on Martin's face couldn't be hidden as he saw Citra's expression. "What's the problem, Citra? Aren't I free to enter your room?"Martin got up from his seat, walked closer to Citra, and now stood right in front of the woman. "I'm your fiancé, do I need permission to come in here?" Martin winked, looking at Citra with a satisfied gaze.Citra held her towel even tighter. Martin's words just now were really testing her patience. "Remember, Martin! We're only engaged, don't cross the line," said Citra, glaring at Martin.Martin pulled the corner of his mouth up, belittling the words that had just co
Mrs. Merry immediately pulled Citra away from Martin. What Citra had just said could no longer be tolerated."Follow Mommy now," said Mrs. Merry with an unfriendly look on her face.Citra just gave in when her hand was pulled away. She could already guess what her mother was going to say."What's wrong, Mommy?" protested Citra as they were now in another room. It could be seen that Citra's expression was now annoyed, the woman would always be annoyed with someone who was not in the same league as her.Mrs. Merry released her grip on Citra's hand. "What did you just say, Citra? You've gone too far! How could you not have any manners ha?!"Citra sighed, holding her sore wrist for the second time caused by two different people. "What did Citra say, Mom? Isn't that a fact? Martin is more suited to marry Mommy than..._Plak!Before Citra could finish her sentence, a slap landed unceremoniously on her white cheek. Citra was instantly shocked, holding one of her cheeks that felt hot from Mer
Martin drove his car to a place surrounded by dense trees on both sides, dimly lit only by street lamps. Citra looked out the window with a furrowed brow, feeling confused about their destination.She had never been to this place before, and the atmosphere around them felt strange. Nevertheless, there were several parked cars and some couples entering the area."What is this?" Citra finally asked, turning to Martin who sat in the driver's seat. "Why did you bring me here?" she asked again when she got no answer from Martin.Martin just grinned as he parked his car in a somewhat hidden corner. After turning off the engine, he turned to Citra and replied, "This is a place where people can forget their problems for a while, enjoy togetherness without interruption."Citra looked at Martin in disbelief. "You brought me to a place like this? Are you crazy?" Citra glared at Martin, unable to believe that he had brought her to such a place. He had clearly said he would introduce her to his fr
Martin led Citra to a dark corner of the room, where two men were sitting around a table. They all stared at Martin and Citra with smiles on their faces, seemingly pleased with Martin's arrival with Citra by his side.Martin then stopped right in front of them and placed his hand on Citra's shoulder. A smile adorned his face."Friends, let me introduce you to Citra, my fiancée," Martin said proudly, glancing briefly at Citra before turning back to his three friends.Citra didn't respond; there was no expression on her face to indicate she was happy to be introduced as a fiancée. In fact, Citra felt disgusted hearing Martin introduce her as his fiancée. If not for the threat of Amel's video, Citra might have flatly refused to be engaged to Martin. From the beginning, she never had any hope of having a relationship with a bastard like Martin.Martin slightly tightened his grip on Citra's shoulder, signaling her to smile in front of his friends.Reluctantly, Citra tried to smile, playing
"It's been more than an hour since I've been unable to reach Citra. Where is she?"Ethan, holding his phone, frowned as several calls went unanswered. He sighed, feeling confused about why Citra wasn't picking up his calls."Did I make a mistake?" Ethan tried to recall their last interaction, and as far as he remembered, he hadn't done anything wrong, nor had she."Oh well, maybe Citra's just busy," Ethan sighed as he put his phone down on the bed.Just as Ethan was about to head to the bathroom, his phone suddenly rang. Thinking it might be Citra, Ethan quickly grabbed his phone with a smile and answered the call without checking the name on the screen."Hello, Citra, why haven't you been answering my calls? Are you busy?" Ethan immediately fired off several questions.However, it wasn't Citra's voice he heard, but another woman's, which made Ethan frown. He quickly pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at the name on the screen. He let out a sigh when he realized who was cal
Currently, Citra is in one of the rooms inside the bar. After being slapped by Martin, she was also dragged into an empty room with no one else there."Damn it! Open the door, Martin!"Citra repeatedly pounds on the door, hoping Martin will open it soon. However, even though Citra keeps hitting the door accompanied by curses, the door remains locked from the outside.It seems Martin is doing this because he wants to teach Citra a lesson."Open the door, you bastard!" Once again Citra tries to open the door and asks anyone outside to open it for her, but no one dares to open the door for her.Citra clenches her fists, furious at what Martin has done to her. "Damn! How can I get out of here?"Tired from shouting and trying to break down the door, Citra decides to walk over to the bed. She sits there while looking around the room.There's nothing in the room, just a door and a window on the right. Seeing the window, Citra decides to walk closer, hoping she can get out through it.When Ci
Outside the room, the loud noise became increasingly clear. Marco and the muscular man looked confused, seeing the atmosphere suddenly turn tense. One of the female servants came running, her face pale."Mr. Martin, there's a group of people outside, they're looking for someone!" the servant exclaimed in panic.Martin heard the report and immediately felt alert. "Who are they?" he asked in an annoyed and disbelieving tone. Tonight was supposed to be fun with Citra, but suddenly someone was trying to ruin it.The servant shook her head, not knowing for sure. "They didn't say who they were, but they're armed and look dangerous. I think they're not ordinary people."Martin quickly thought. He knew this situation could turn bad if not handled properly. "Gather everyone and make sure no one enters here without permission. I'll go meet them."Martin then walked out towards the main door of the bar, trying to check what had happened.In the corner of the room, Ethan was monitoring his men to
Citra's heart pounded rapidly as footsteps were heard approaching. She occasionally glanced at Ethan, who was now beside her. The man looked alert while waiting by the now-closed door."It seems that's Martin," Ethan said, continuing to stare at the door.Citra just nodded, confirming what Ethan had said. Her gaze returned to the door, waiting for someone to open it.Outside the door, Martin stopped his steps, turning to one of his subordinates walking behind him. "Have you dealt with the troublemakers?" he asked, looking angrily at his subordinate for giving access to the troublemakers to enter the bar.The man in the black suit nodded, "Yes, sir, but they all managed to escape."Ethan, who of course heard the conversation behind the door, immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At least his men had gone, and no one was caught by Martin's men, and they all managed to cause a commotion to give him time to find Citra.Seeing Ethan breathe a sigh of relief, a smile immediately appeared o