Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
Jealous

Darion's return is the end of a family drama set between the three of them. Peter and Rachel exit the airport after confirming that Darion was on board. There was a clear look of sadness on Rachel's face. Not willing to be separated from his father again.

Rachel could do nothing but let go, once Darion made up her mind no one could sue. Especially all this about work.

Rachel was stubborn, but that trait she got from her father. If Rachel is stubborn, then Darion is even more stubborn.

"I want to eat the pancakes and deserts Daddy brought yesterday. Is there still?"

"Still intact!" Peter.

Rachel smiled wryly, feeling guilty. His father bought the cake lovingly but he did not touch it at all.

"I'll eat it as soon as I get home from here!" determination Rachel. Peter smiled, and answered."We'll eat together later!" smiling, grabbed Rachel's right hand to hold it tightly.

Together with Peter makes Rachel's days colorful. Especially now that they work together. I don't know how dangerous the job is. Rachel doesn't care, the most important thing now is that she can be with Peter at all times.

Drt..Drt..Drt Peter's phone vibrates. Someone called. "Peter, there's a phone coming in!" she handed the phone to her husband who focused on driving.

"Let's say, both my hands are busy!" Peter smiled silly.

"Curtain, you can let go of my hand!" careless Rachel, but decided to comply with her husband's request.

The ara? isn't that a girl's name. Who's he. Rachel wondered as she saw the female name clearly on the phone screen.

Rachel hesitantly pressed the green button, and pointed the flat object near the ear. "Hello?" greet Ara across there.

"Sister, where are you? why is your mansion so deserted?" so that woman is in the Mansion now.

"Hurry home, I want to tell you something!" Rachel swallowed her own saliva, various kinds of bad thoughts flashed through her mind.

"Hello, sis! why just shut up?" the woman was upset when no answer was heard.

Unable to endure the pain, Rachel broke off the phone without saying anything. Then the woman turned her face, threw a glance at the window. Withstanding crying.

"Who's calling?" Peter asked, unaware of Rachel's disappointment.

"Don't know!" ketus Rachel without taking her eyes off.

God, let alone this! Peter rubbed his chest patiently. Not opening the sound again. I don't remember him making any more mistakes this morning.

Until they arrived at the mansion, the two walked side by side into the Mansion. Just as they were passing through the door, suddenly a beautiful girl ran over, hugging Peter from the front.

"Surprise!" she screamed loudly, unaware of Rachel's whereabouts. "You here?" Peter smiled and returned the girl's embrace.

It certainly makes Rachel more emotionally. Not wanting to see again, the woman ran away from Peter and the foreign girl.

Rachel went into the room, slammed the door. Peter and Ara were shocked.

The two look at each other. As if wondering what's going on right now.

"Who is he, brother?" ara asked, only to realize that Peter did not come alone. "My wife!" answer's indifferent.

"What, are you seriaous?" shocked Ara.

"You think I'm kidding? And it looks like he's jealous to see you hug me!" Peter assumed. Damn, right on target. Rachel was angry to see Peter hugging another woman

"I don't know, you're married!" Relax Ara. Not feeling guilty. "You need to straighten things out, don't bother your brother!" Peter.

Not only Damian, but Peter also treated her like a king's daughter because Peter had no sister other than Ara.

"I don't know for sure, but you weren't home and went on duty in town Y!" Ara nodded in understanding.

"I didn't expect my two handsome sisters to be doing this." Petee chuckles. "You'll get married later!" a moment Ara's laughter stopped. His face turned wry. "It seems that it's impossible brother!"

"Why not, you're beautiful, educated, with just one flaw won't make you look bad, baby. Believe me, there must be someone who will accept you and all your shortcomings later!" Peter took Ara into his arms. Giving the girl the warmth of a sister.

"Geez, why is the atmosphere turning into Melo now. I'll go up and straighten out all the misunderstandings!" Ara rubbed a tear at the end of her eyelids. Then move from his seat.

"Wait on! you haven't said your purpose in coming here!" Peter stopped Ara's steps. The girl turned her back and replied.

"I came to invite you to my birthday party. But it doesn't seem like you're the only one coming, but it's brother-in-law too!" Ara continued her steps after answering.

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In the room, Rachel lay comfortably on the bed while staring at the ceiling. Angry, upset, sad. Rachel could not express her feelings at this moment.

One thing that refused to get out of his mind, the incident where Peter returned the embrace of a foreign girl. His wife was clearly next to him. Even if Peter has a lover, why not say it from the beginning. Peter doesn't have to hurt by pretending to pursue his love.

Not feeling a drop of water, falling from his eyelids. Rachel felt weak if she had to face this harsh reality. Especially the man she loves.

Geck! poke! poke! the knock on the door blew away Rachel's daydreams, and soon she wiped away her tears. Not wanting to show weakness.

"Can I come in?" the voice of the foreign girl, seemed to stir up her long-extinguished anger. "Rachel did not answer, and Ara relaxed her shoulders. Then, walk closer even if it is not allowed.

"I didn't expect Peter's brother to get married so soon!" Ara started the conversation.

"Why? is it because he's your lover?" a moment Ara's laughter broke. Reflexes banging Rachel's back. "Oh, come on, brother-in-law. Hugging does not mean a couple of lovers!"

Sister-in-law? this girl is Peter's sister. But Peter is an only child. Where did this girl come from.

"I'm Peter's cousin, Damian's brother - your best friend's husband!" Rachel looked up, rounding her eyes.

Seeing Rachel's expression, Ara hardened her laughter even more. "I've actually come to invite you to my birthday!"

"Year date?"

"Yes, my Daddy has a party every year. Not a fancy party, just a family meal!"

"How old are you?" looking at the looks, Rachel felt they were the same age. "This year is 26 years!" allow them the same age.

"Then call me Rachel, don't wear a sister. We're the age!"

"really?"

"Yes" Ara hugged Rachel. "It seems we can be close friends." Rachel nodded weakly.

"I'm sorry I accused you of nothing!" Rachel sat down embarrassed, but unexpectedly Ara even laughed off.

"It doesn't matter, you don't know I'm the Mafia's sister! Then I'll go, my body is tired."

"Yes, go get some rest, and once again forgive me!" Ara nodded and smiled faintly before passing by.

Eating with the family, it means I'm going to meet Grace!