MSL - Christopher Hudson Side

"How about the psychological side?" I asked Mss. Hwait, a psychology lecturer I could talk to in connection with the Lindsey case.

This morning I left very early from home and when I arrived at the office my lawyer came and informed me that Lindsey could not be prosecuted because she provided evidence of a psychiatric disorder she was experiencing. Police released her on the grounds of medical therapy that Lindsey had to undergo intensively, eventually Lindsey was released on parole.

Just as Hwait was explaining a lot of things that might have been the subject of my consideration for appealing, I suddenly saw Bella's shadow from the crack of the open door. Oh that girl, I have to protect her even if I have to sacrifice myself. Because after this Lindsey will definitely go crazy and target the girl.

"Can you please close the door." I said and Hwait walked towards the door then we discussed more about Lindsey. The possibility that he had a vengeful motive because of his emotional disturbance was also revealed by Hwait, and it made me even more anxious. I have to hide Bella somewhere, so that no one can hurts her, whether it's Lindsey or the bastard Justin.

"Well, thank you for your explanation. I will consult my lawyer for a possible appeal."

"Good luck Christ." Hwait said sincerely. Actually, Hwait and I knew each other, she was Esme's friend even though I honestly wasn't very close to him.

"Thanks."

***

Bella walked into my room and didn't seem to like the incident she had seen that afternoon, as I and Hwait were talking. But this is my secret, and I don't want to make this innocent girl anxious.

I even let her go to the tavern angrily because there was something more important for me to take care of. Throwing Justin and his accomplice in jail is the second priority I have to be sure of today, so I have already promised my lawyer to testify to the police. Even the police have been looking into the cctv that recorded their brutality dragging Bella and fighting with me as well as my driver.

After I clean up my work maybe I will pick bella up for dinner. At least it can relieve his anger, because last night I refused to him and this morning punished him in front of his friends.

***

Returned to my office after teaching, then had a meeting with clients and also with top management until twelve o'clock in the afternoon. After lunch I went to the police station to take care of the bastard Justin and his accomplice. Everything feels tiring, but I have to do this as soon as possible, I don't delay it anymore.

I only came out of the police station when it was dark, but it was a relief because the police made sure that the men were confirmed to be languishing behind bars because of his actions.

I'm currently on my way to consult with my legal team regarding the possibility of an appeal in the case of attempted murder by Lindsey. I took my phone and I tried to call Bella, but it didn't connect. Why did he let his phone run out of battery? I grumbled inwardly.

"Through the coffee shop." My orders to the driver.

"We have to turn sir."

"Just do it, the legal team can wait." I said.

We twisted and took more than half an hour. I asked for the car to pull over in front of the coffee shop. Seeing that Bella was busy inside with her friends, she even smiled very innocently to make my heart calm down. The messy ponytail hair, the plain face without polish but always looking all red made me want to go down, maybe just kissing her pink lips which sometimes looked adorable when pouting.

"Do you want to go down?" My driver asked.

"No, make another U-turn." My orders. The car was running again, just seeing Bella in a good state from afar already made me calm down. I contacted my legal team and they turned out to be still waiting for me. I had to finish tonight too so I could in peace without thinking about the various nightmares that sometimes came my way about Bella.

***

We were deadlocked, the attorney told me that the chances of us winning on appeal were very small, but I still asked for an appeal, no matter how heavy it was. I don't want Lindsey to roam free and might just come and attack Bella with more preparation.

"We're going straight home sir?"

"Just a moment." I said as I pulled my phone and tried to contact Bella, but couldn't get through.

"Shit." Swear me. This is definitely not her battery running out, the girl must have deliberately turned off her mobile phone.

"We stopped by Granny's house." I happened to pass by the direction of Granny's house, although rarely but if I had time I would stop by to see his condition. The old lady is always stubborn if I ask her to live with me in order to take care of her.

"You will always be busy at work, even if I live in your palace, the servant who will take care of me, after all, it is the same, here I am also taken care of by the servant. Unless you marry a good woman, maybe I have a little hope that I will be taken care of by my grandson-in-law." It was always what he said every time I persuaded him.

I came to his house, maybe Granny had an affinity with Bella and asked the girl to come over. In addition to visiting Granny I also want to confirm whether Bella is there or not.

"What do you want to go through the coffee shop?" My driver asked and I thought maybe I might as well make sure if the coffee shop was still open or closed.

"Ok, that way."

It took half an hour for the car I was driving to finally cross the street on the edge of the coffee shop, all the lights were extinguished and the door was locked tightly. I even made sure by going downstairs and trying to open his door from the outside.

Again I contacted Bella's phone while I occasionally sent her a short message. Even throughout my journey to Granny's house I kept trying to contact him and remained unconnected.

My car was parked in the yard of Granny's house and I went inside his house.

"Granny." He appeared to be watching tv in the middle room with a servant of his who was almost as old as him.

"Oh telenovela again." I kissed him and he gave me a warm hug.

"Why did you stop by here?" Granny asked.

"I miss you." My lie.

"I know very well when you lied to me." He rubbed my hair, and the maid left us to make warm tea for me at Granny's request.

"You look thin and unkempt." He said.

"I feel fine."

"If the young girl troubles you, just leave her. Look for a more mature one." He said.

"Are we discussing fruits?" I asked jokingly.

"Stupid boy!" Granny patted me on the back. "Come here, I want to hug you." She said and I curled up in her lap. She was really like a mother to me.

"Did Granny say anything to her?"

"About what?" Granny asked.

"Maybe Granny asked him to stay away from me." I try to find information in the smoothest possible way.

"You think I am an ancient old man who interferes in the affairs of his children's romance?" His gran was loud. "I just don't want you to get hurt, you've been hurt too many times." He said.

"You are indeed handsome, but you are so stupid about romance." Granny grumbled, that's my grandmother, she was always very outspoken about anything, including stalking me stupid even though more than twenty thousand people worked under my orders in the various companies and factories I owned.

"I thought he was here." I opened the sound again after we had been silent for quite a while.

"If he leaves you forget it, girls don't know in profit." His growlness was staggered.

"Granny . . ." I looked up looking at the old lady, her wrinkled lips pursed.

"I'm in love." I said.

"Stupid boy." He pinched the tip of my nose. "Can't your eyes choose observantly, why did such an innocent girl you choose?"

"He's different."

"You should choose a woman with a big chest and buttocks who is about thirty years old, not too far away from you."

"What's the problem with the big chest and buttocks?" I asked like a five-year-old boy asking where he was born from.

"The chest and big buttocks signify that the woman is fertile, ready to give you offspring."

"She can also give birth to children for me."

"You **** him yesterday night?" Grand asked in whispers.

"Ouggghhh . . . can we not discuss this." I protested and immediately woke up from Granny's lap.

"Bad boy!!" He hit my buttocks like a child.

"You should have impregnated him, so he won't run away from you. You didn't even learn from your grandfather." Granny grumbled.

"Ok, I just stopped by to get a punch on my buttocks and I've gotten it. I'm going home." I said, hugging her briefly, then pecking her head and leaving the old lady behind. I was always comfortable in his arms, hearing his scolding all the time as well as his spicy mouth that always couldn't filter out whatever he wanted to say. But sometimes the reality of life demands far more time for me to spend with my work.

I got into the car, staring at the house for quite a while before asking the driver to run the car.

I tried to contact Zevanya, she was Bella's only close friend I guess. If the girl conspired with Bella I wouldn't spare her. Oh it feels like I've lost my mind now. I even called the girl right in front of her apartment and the result was nil. He said Isabella wasn't there.

"Where else are we sir?" My driver asked.

"Go home." I replied quickly. My brain is full of various bad possibilities, even if Lindsey told her person to kidnap Bella or many other things.

***

After the shower I walked into Bella's room, looked around and somehow I could still smell the fragrance of her body. I also felt as if I heard his crisp laugh laughing at silly things that I sometimes found childish.

I sat on the edge of the bed and watched him busy writing the summary I gave him, although I was well aware that this was just a hallucination, but could see his face eased my panic a little.

I don't know how long I sat in that place without doing anything. I turned off the lights, and then I went back to my seat and closed my eyes, trying to invite Isabella into the realm of my mind, in her nightgown last night. Seeing her lying down with a sullen face because I refused to her. I plan to take her to see a doctor to plan a safe contraception for her, so I don't have to wear that torturous rubber scabbard. And it should have all happened today, but instead he went nowhere.

Suddenly my reverie was broken when the girl walked into her room and turned on the light. Actually, I was shocked, but then anger broke out from inside my chest. I wanted to run up to him and then kiss him rough because on the one hand I missed him and on the other hand I was very angry with him.

But I can't do that, all I can say is to ask him to take a bath, then eat, and go to bed. That's it, it took me some time to be alone until my anger subsided.