Bad Attitude

When they walked to get to Alexandre's black Lamborghini car, Clara deliberately crashed herself on Alexandre's body and defied Alexandre's legs a little with her innocent face.

"Oops, I'm sorry I didn't see you. I Thought just now it was just the wind." After saying that Clara left Alexandre as a form of her revenge. 

She opened the car door herself and walked in while sitting with a whistling on the seat.

Yes, who told him to treat her like an invisible figure in front of other women. even though she was his future wife, even if it was only on paper.

Alexandre had to learn to value herself, because if Alexander hadn't done that it would have been tantamount to Alexander allowing his pride to have been trampled on by others.

Getting such treatment from Clara, of course Alexandre was not happy. Her face, which was indeed expressionless and always stiffer, was even stiffer because of what Clara was doing. He got in the car and when he had sat in, he slammed the car door quite hard. With a look in sharp eyes as if to kill, Alexander looked at Clara who was whistling beside him.

"Have you never been taught ethics?" Alexander asked in a large, ungful voice that shocked Clara's heart.

Clara's eyes trembled and looked at Alexandre, and thought that Alexandre hadn't realized his own mistake and instead blamed others.

"Hey, you should be aware of what I'm doing. I did it because of your own actions that didn't consider me in front of other women. You are my future husband!" Clara shouted very loudly, she was like a raging cat. 

"Just on paper."

"mr. Alexandre, although on paper you should know that I am the face of you. What you did was something stupid, treating me badly in front of the public is your huge stupidity. I don't know your relationship with that woman. However, you should have treated me well so that the public would judge you to be a good man instead of a jerk man!" Clara pointed to Alexandre who had been steady since just now. 

"You have a big mouth. Remember our agreement yesterday, you are forbidden to raise your voice to me. How dare you raise your voice and point over and over again!" Snapped Alexandre making Clara shrink, she silenced her mouth and turned her attention out of the window while biting her own lip. Her hands were clenched into fists so annoyed by what Alexandre was doing.

Alexandre didn't realize his mistake and instead inflicted his blame on someone else, really a brash man who didn't know himself.

 Now without any more debate that made Alexandre finally spur his car very fast on the streets. He quickly overtook all the vehicles in front of him, and his stern face frightened Clara.

She is with a lunatic!

A lunatic who can take his life at any time!

Clara felt anxious to cry when Alexandre unconcernedly spurred the car at full speed, and frightened Clara. 

Clara had since squeezed her safety belt while watching the streets with such a tight heart.

"Damn it! Fuck! Damn man!"

Clara repeatedly cursed Alexandre from in her heart, her eyes filled with tears with fright.

It didn't take long for Alexandre to drive Clara all the way to her house. When Alexander drove Clara to her house, the house had her lights turned on and Clara, without saying anything to Alexandre, got out of the car, and slammed the car door. Even Alexandre didn't really care about what Clara was doing either, he immediately spurred his car away from there. 

The overwhelming irritability made Clara want to squeeze Alexandre's face. 

When Clara reached the door of her house, she saw Cavin who was at her door to greet her. Cavin frowned and looked at Clara.

"What's wrong, Clara?" he asked, hearing a soft voice making Clara's heart uncomfortable. She was very sad about what had just happened, let alone that he had signed the shit letter of agreement that made her unable to assume it did not exist. She will be sanctioned from her breached agreement.

"There is nothing. You'd better go home, Cavin." 

Your voice Clara is very weak. To be honest she wanted to cry when she met Cavin. All this had poked her heart and caused her pain. When he desperately needed some help, Cavin instead ignored. 

Clara walked into her house slamming the door hard enough, letting Cavin who was outside be surprised by what Clara was doing. Clara was a sweet and gentle woman according to Cavin, who had never done this kind of treating him.

Clara let out a long breath from her mouth. 

She cried so much for treating Cavin so badly. 

"I'm sorry, Cavin... I'm sorry..." 

Clara covered her face using both palms, she suppressed her crying and immediately walked in the direction of her room to keep Cavin from hearing the sound of her crying that he was about to let go.

It hurts so much that she gave up the man she loved so much for the sake of the dive man named Alexandre If only she didn't remember daddy, then Clara wouldn't have done the fucking marriage that had left her stuck in an unlucky life.

Cavin sent Clara a message. She knew there must be something wrong with Clara, but Clara completely ignored her message until early in her time when she had waited for two hours at the door of Clara's house and finally returned home feeling sad. 

A few days ago, when she was about to leave for abroad, Clara called her with a trembling voice. Cavin was uncomfortable with Klara's voice because clara had always been a strong woman who had always been spoiled with him. However, when he got abroad, Cavin was immediately faced with a huge amount of work that made him unable to contact Clara.

That's why the guilt-feeling Cavin went straight to Clara's house when he just got off his plane. However, it seems that he has made a big mistake that made Cavin very angry with him. It was Cabin in the car who let out a long sigh, for now he would let Clara so that she could calm herself down. 

"I'm sorry Clara...." Cavin looked towards Clara's house before he spurred his car to return to his house.

As for Clara from the window of her room, had Seen Cavin leave and made her heart feel very tight. It was so claustrophobic that Clara fell on the floor unconscious.