Chapter 39
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Although he is not sure yet about Camille, but he believes in his heart that Camille is his missing wife. He just thinking about how to get closed to Camille.
He picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"What's up?" Hans asked on the other line.
"Sir, I will give you the update this week." said the person he was talking to.
"Ok. I will see you." Hans said.
"Ok Sir." then he put down the phone.
He then took red wine and poured the glass and drank from it.
Meanwhile, as Camille goes to her last pizza delivery, she wonders because the road is already dark and there are almost no houses.
She stopped first and looked at the address. This is right.
"Wait, is this the right road? It seems like not many people live here." she said to himself.
Later on, she saw a big house with lights. She stopped here and looked at the house number.
"Ah, this is it." she says.
Then she went down from the bike and push the doorbell.
She was surprised when the gate suddenly opened. It turned out to be automatic, she got on the motor again and entered the big Villa.
When she reached the front door of the house, she grabbed the pizza box and knocked.
It opened immediately and she was surprised to see who opened it for her.
It was Hans, but even though she was surprised, she still greeted him as a customer.
"Good evening Sir, this is your pizza order." Camille said and she smiled slightly.
But Hans just looked at her, he took two boxes of pizza from her.
"Come in first." Hans said and he widened the door open and placed the pizza on the center table.
Camille hesitated to enter, she slowly stepped inside. She saw his expensive equipment and large sofa.
"So, this is his house." she thought while nodding and looking around.
Hans sat down on the sofa and picked up another glass that was on the center table and poured it.
"Sit down first." Hans said and handed her a glass of red wine.
Camille sat down and put the glass back on the table.
"Sir, can I get that payment, because it's a bit late, that shop will close, I might not be able to reach." Camille said.
"Let it go, I'll just take you there." Hans said.
He took a deep breath and spoke again.
"But Sir -" she could not continue what she was about to say because he cut her off.
"I want to talk to you first." Hans said and laid down the glass he was holding and stared at him.
"Okay go ahead, let's talk, for the last time." Camille said.
"Why did you come to eat with that lunatic? Do you like him?" Hans said.
"Sir, I ate with him because he hit my motorbike and I don't like him." Camille said.
"So, when I crash your motor too, will you come with me to eat?" Hans said as he drank the wine again.
Camille was annoyed by his question.
"What if I destroy that motor of yours, maybe it's not just lunch that is included?" Hans asked.
But Camille did not answer.
"Camille, I don't want to see you with another man." Hans said and lowered the glass he was holding.
"Sir, you have no right to tell me from whomever I want to be with! Can I have your payment, so that I can leave! That's eight hundred and twenty!" Camille said and she got up and approached the door.
Hans also stood up and approached her. He took the wallet out of his pocket and gave all his money to her. He took Camille's hand and placed it.
"Take it!! But before you leave, I want you to be my woman." Hans said as he move closer to her and trying to kissed her.
"Stop it! I don't want you to like me because I look like your wife. I'm not your wife!" Camille said.
"Yes, I have not been able to prove to you that you are my wife. But I hope you also consider me. I do not want to see you with others." Hans said.
Hans took her hand again and placed it on Hans' chest.
"This heartbeat belongs only to you. I know in my heart, that you are my wife. Please give me time, when I prove that you are my wife, I will love you completely." Hans said while looking into Camille's eyes.
Camille withdrew her hand and said goodbye.
"Ok. All right, I'm leaving." Camille said.
"I'll send you." Hans said.
"Ha, but how's my motor?" Camille said.
"I'll take care of it." Hans said.
He then called the driver and got on her motorbike. Hans and her got in the car.
Hans drove her to the Pizza Shop, then took her to her house.
While in the car the two of them were silent, they did not talk. When they arrived at the opposite side of her house, she said goodbye.
"All right. Thank you." Camille said and she opened the car door.
Hans immediately got out of the car and walked towards her.
"Wait, what time is your breaktime tomorrow?" Hans asked.
"Ah, 12:30 why?" Camille asked.
"Can we have lunch together tomorrow? I'll just take you to your work." Hans said.
Camille thought he will get mad if she refused. So she thought she would just agree to what he said.
"Okay then." Camille said.
"Good night!" Hans said as he quickly kiss her forehead.
She surprised about that, but she feel different everytime Hans kissed her. Then she entered the house.
Hans, on the other hand, got in the car and happily drove back to the Villa.
