Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO Chapter 879
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"You're right. Therefore I also have to think about myself. I can't help Keara. If she were still alive, you would do everything you could to help her after you got out of prison. Even though she could only lie on her bed, she still slandered me. I, who raised her since childhood, thought of her as my own daughter, but what did I get in return? Don't blame me if all this happened to her." Indah said, still smiling at Galih.
"You..." Galih looked at Indah with a surprised face, unable to say anything.
"Galih, you should be grateful that you are sick before we divorce. If you fell and passed out like that after we divorced, maybe you would die. If that happens, all your property will fall into Jessica's hands. Do you want it?" Indah sneered.
"What do you mean?" Galih looked at Indah suspiciously, wondering if she knew something.
"I know that the child in Jessica's womb is not yours. I also know the reason you are sick is because you know about her relationship with another man. That's why your blood pressure went up and you passed out. Honestly, I don't want to help you either. But you are Anya's father." Indah took out her cellphone and opened the CCTV footage of her home.
"The CCTV footage at the Pratama Family's house is connected to my cell phone. You caught them having an affair right? I actually meant to come to chase that woman away, but I saved you instead."
"You… you keep an eye on me?" Galih was really angry. He didn't expect that it turned out Indah was watching his every move all this time.
Indah just looked at him with a silly look. "That house is also mine. I decorated it. Even all the plants and trees in the house are mine to begin with. What's wrong with me watching my house through my cell phone? What right does Jessica have to live in the house I built?"
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"Jessica is not a good woman. But I didn't plan on marrying her. I just want a boy to continue my business," said Galih coldly.
"Soon you will be 60 years old. Will you be able to live until your kids grow up and take over your company? Are you really sure that the child is yours?" Indah shook her head repeatedly. "Didn't the doctor tell you that you can't have children?"
"What do you mean?" Galih tried to get up, but he had no strength.
"Don't get too emotional. If your blood pressure rises again, even the best doctors won't be able to help you. If you're in a coma and can't get up, maybe I'll ask the doctor to immediately remove all your assistive devices so you don't waste money," Indah took a chair and sat beside the bed.
"Do you want me to die? If I die, all of my companies will be yours," Galih glared at Indah angrily.
"Right, so don't get too emotional. You must live a long life," Indah fiddled with her fingers. "Look at my freshly painted nails. Aren't they beautiful?"
"You just said I can't have children. What does it mean?" Galih had no intention of listening to Indah's words anymore. Heck, he didn't even want to see her nails.
"In the past, you always drank my soup. I made the soup with my own hands. After drinking it regularly for years, you won't be able to have any more children," Indah said in a soft voice.
Galih suddenly realized, "You… Did you do it on purpose? You deliberately gave me medicine so I can't have another child? Why are you doing all this?"
"After giving birth to Anya, I couldn't have any more children. I can't give you a son and I don't want you to have children outside of our marriage. I have to lose my child, how can I let you betray me and have a child with another woman? Let's see what the guys out there are doing? Ardan, Maria's husband, also had a child with another woman. I don't want that to happen to me," said Indah calmly.
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"You are a bad woman. You even planned all of this from the start! I loved you all this time, but it turns out you betrayed me! Over the years, even though your health wasn't good and you couldn't give me any more children, I always cared about you. But what did you do to me? You don't believe me at all," Galih felt so angry at her. He really hated her and wanted to strangle her.
Indah looked at the frustrated and angry man with a smile on her face and said, "Galih, you should be thanking me. You should be grateful you didn't disappoint me back then. I lost my daughter. If you also betrayed me at that time, perhaps I wouldn't just make you barren. Maybe I'd have killed you…"
"Why are you telling me now? Why now?" Galih was really angry, but he couldn't do anything.
"I want you to know how much it hurt my heart when I lost my daughter. Before I married you, there was someone I loved. After my sister died, the Srijaya Family forced me to marry you, just to take care of Keara. Living with a man I don't love and having to take care of a baby that's not mine, who would understand my feelings at that time? It feels like my heart really died," Indah recalled those times and to this day, she still hates her father.
"I'm not forcing you to marry me. After marrying me, I have never treated you badly," said Galih angrily.
"You really didn't treat me badly. But I was young then. Why should I marry you and be the stepmother of your child? After that, when I was pregnant with my own child, I felt like I had new hope again. But what happened? I have to lose her," Indah lifted her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Galih, after having Anya, I fell in love with you because you were really good to me."
"You love me, but you still secretly poison me!" Galih did not understand.
"Right. Because I love you so much, I'm afraid to lose you. I don't have anyone else, I lost Anya and I can't give you any more children. I'm afraid you don't want me anymore. I'm afraid someone will take you from me. I did it because I didn't want to lose you. I just want to raise Keara well and find Anya. That's the only purpose of my life," Indah stopped talking and muttered under her breath, "I didn't think that after more than 20 years of marriage, you finally betrayed me."
"Do you still love me?" Galih asked.
"I don't love you anymore. Since you found out that Anya is our biological child but you were still protecting Keara even after she tried to kill her, I don't love you anymore," Indah suddenly stood up. "Galih, stay alive because I don't want the Pratama Group."
"Indah, am I really barren? The child in Jessica's womb…"
"Not your child…" Indah opened the door and went out.
"AHHH!" Galih's hysterical scream was heard from inside the room. No one dared to enter, neither the nurse nor the doctor. He screamed so loudly that the alarm from inside the room sounded…
In the afternoon, Anya got another call from Indah. "Anya, hurry up and come to the hospital. The hospital called and said your father is in critical condition."
"Didn't you say dad had gone through a critical period?" Anya asked.
"The child in Jessica's womb doesn't belong to him. Last night, he caught Jessica at home with another man so that his blood pressure spiked and he fainted. There is a possibility that he has heart failure or other diseases," Indah said calmly.
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