Deborah decided to contract marriage with a wealthy businessman to take revenge on her ex-husband. As time went on. Both of them began to feel love. Unfortunately, misunderstandings always come when that love slowly blooms. Could their love be able to sail through the misunderstandings and character differences?
Deborah still felt the pain in her chest. Her ex-husband's insults were still ringing in her ears.
Deborah looked at her reflection in the mirror in front of her. So beautiful and charming. Much different from five years ago.
She seemed to see another woman standing in front of her.
"Perfect. You should have been like this a long time ago and silenced the mouths of those who never appreciated you," Deborah muttered.
There was a knock on the door from outside. A soft voice called her name.
"Okay, I'll be right out. This will be over soon," Deborah shouted.
She quickly smoothed her loose waves and grabbed the bag on the table.
Deborah went out and down the stairs. She stepped into the dining room, where all the family members were gathered.
There was dinner waiting for her, with several people sitting on the chairs.
All pairs of eyes looked at Deborah with admiring gazes. They were so lucky to have an angelic daughter-in-law like her.
There sat an old man staring at her, Andreas Vernandes. A man who was quite successful in the business world.
Beside him sat a handsome man who had been praising Deborah's beauty. His eyes didn't blink at all. Alexander Vernandes.
Deborah stepped up to the dining table. Alex immediately stood up and pulled out the chair next to her. He invited his wife to sit down.
"Please sit down, my queen," Alex said with a warm smile.
Alex's words made everyone smile a little. Seeing her husband's treatment made Deborah's cheeks blush.
"You didn't choose the wrong queen, dear," said a twilight woman at the table across from Debora.
It was a gentle woman, Lidya Vernandes. Deborah's mistress and mother-in-law who loved her the most.
"Don't come home at night, sis, there's an event tomorrow and you can't be late." The youngest woman among them gave a loud code.
"You think?" Alex looked at Deborah.
"Go on, we don't want to spoil your show," Lidya said smiling.
Alex stepped closer to her mama and landed a sweet peck on her forehead. It was a powerful way to express his gratitude.
Alex quickly took Deborah's hand and said goodbye. They walked out of the house and got into the luxury car that had been prepared in the courtyard.
"Look, we're perfect for this season's best acting nominee." Alex smiled wryly.
Deborah just smiled back. She didn't know what to say. Everything Alex said was true.
Yesterday they had just said their vows at the altar. Luxurious white dresses, grand building decorations, and a husband like a prince in a fairy tale with all his perfection.
Anyone who didn't know the truth would be jealous of Deborah's lucky situation. Especially having a pair of in-laws who love her very much.
What is Deborah's life lacking? Unfortunately, it's all just a contract marriage. You could say symbiotic mutualism.
Alex needs Deborah and vice versa. There are a lot of problems they have to solve behind this marriage.
Deborah with her million missions for revenge. Meanwhile, Alex threw away the scandalous issue that ensnared him at this time.
Alex's car drove through the crowded streets. They were headed for a five-star hotel. A place where there was a grand party attended by many prominent people.
This was a good time for Alex to clear his name of the scandalous issue of himself and his male assistant.
"Gosh, do you really love that guy?" Deborah chuckled.
"How about you shut up. Do your job and I'll help you, it's done," Alex said curtly.
Deborah just smiled a little. She didn't expect this handsome man sitting next to her to be gay.
Alex's car arrived at a hotel. The place where he was invited to celebrate his business partner's small party.
Maybe for people like Alex and his family this was a small party. But not for Deborah. How can a small party rent a luxury hotel? Plus, the invited guests were important people. Starting from big businessmen, state officials, and top celebrities.
Gosh ... why do rich people like to spend money. Meanwhile, the poor people are struggling for a bite of rice out there.
Deborah got off with the help of the waiter who opened the car door. Alexander also got out and gave the car keys to the other waiter.
Deborah looked elegant in a dongker blue dress adorned with some sparkling beads. The top of the dress was slightly open, revealing a beautiful neckline.
Alexander immediately took Deborah's hand and stepped inside. They were the center of attention at the moment. They were like a king and queen about to sit on a throne.
Among the many people. There were two people watching them closely. It seemed like he had seen Deborah.
His eyebrows knitted and looked at each other. Could she be the wrong person? The Deborah they saw back then was a filthy, overweight girl.
There was no way he was here. Even if he had survived the disaster, he would have become a hobo wandering around the slums.
Deborah raised her gaze to the front. She was now more confident than ever. Her sharp gaze swept every corner of the room.
Until she accidentally saw the figure she had been eyeing all this time. Deborah tugged slightly on Alexander's coat and whispered.
"That's my prey, let's go there!" said Deborah.
The corner of Alexander's eye stole a glance at the person Deborah was referring to. Only the sound of screeching could be heard.
"Gosh, your taste is so low. Can't you find a husband with a little more class?" Alexander chuckled.
Deborah just chuckled in annoyance. If she could choose her destiny, she definitely wouldn't choose a man with that kind of tempeh mentality and wide eyes.
"Shut that mouth of yours! At least I'm still normal." Deborah was not to be outdone.
"What?" Alexander stared intently at the brown eyes that were currently staring at him.
Flora chose to remain silent when she found out her husband was playing with her secretary, Rebecca. She didn't take it seriously at first. She was sure it was just a temporary game. But everything was debunked when her husband chose to be with Rebecca. Flora did not expect two children from their marriage, Reynard and Keyla. Didn't make Demian end the momentary relationship. Rebecca who had nothing to lose, she planned to drain all of Demian's assets, Flora's husband. Unfortunately, their plan has been read by Flora. Instead of getting treasure. Demian and Rebecca were dumped by Flora. The woman decided to get a divorce and start a new life. Flora thought her life would be fine. However, the problem swelled when her two children missed their father. Both turned into personalities Flora didn't recognize. Being an independent woman is Flora's dream. She is still trying hard to repair her slowly crumbling household. Thankfully, all her efforts are successful. Her family life is fine, even though Demian and Rebecca are married. Rey and Key are grateful that their parents are getting along again despite having their own families. Seeing their father happy with his new life makes Key and Rey hope that Amam can also feel the same happiness. Both children persuade Flora to remarry someone of their choice. Unfortunately, Flora is still traumatized. Can Flora move on and continue her life, married to the man of Rey and Key's choice?
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