The Crazy, Rich Madame

chapter 80

Wearing a simple gypsophilia print in lavender color dress that Luvien loves. She remember that he loves the gypsophilia flower. Because of its own timid beauty like her. Her beauty is timid but can surface the other flower's beauty.

On the next morning, they travel from Southland to the country of East, using Lucien’s private plane. Along with some of his trusted men and assistants.

Inside the black BMW, their car entered a quiet cemetery. Many tombstones are lying on the flat surface of the ground. The grasses were perfectly trimmed. There are marble tombstones, but the surroundings are very peaceful and quiet. There's a concrete crosses lined up neatly and some statues of angels and Saints in every corner of the cemetery.

Vladimyr got out of the car when it stopped on the side of the road next to Lucien's car. She didn't wait for him to open the door for her. She still angry.

“Follow me.” Lucien said after Vlad got out of the car. She still quiet and doesn't even gave him a glance. Which made Lucien hurt even more.

In front of the white cross, below, is the black marble tomb. Engraved a gold familiar name.

Vladimyr couldn't hold the pain any longer, after seeing the name on the stone. She wobbled and fall on her knees as tears flowed down her cheeks. Staring at the most precious name in her heart, her hands clenched tightly as she feels her heart going to burst.

Vlad felt something stuck in her throat that made it difficult for her to  breathe while tracing the name on the stone.

“Luvien …” she mumbles between her sobs. She was trying to hold her grief that moment, but the pain she felt was extreme.

“W-why, didn't you just tell me? Why Luvien? Why did you leave me without even telling me the truth? I thought you were just staying in some country … I thought there was still hope to meet you. You didn't even tell me … ” Vladimyr held his breath, trying to suppress her pain. “I miss you so much, do you know that? I miss you … Luvien. ”

“Luvien! ” Vladimyr wept bitterly. Her chest could no longer bear the flooding pain and emotion. The fact that there was no hope that she would ever meet the man she had been waiting for.

“Luvien! Why did you leave me? Why? ”

Vlad’s cry echoes the whole area of ​​the cemetery. The wind blew coldly, embracing Vladimyr who was now laying on it's grave, tracing Luvien’s name by her hand. As if the wind was trying to sympathize the grievance of Vladimyr’s heart.

Vlad let herself cried all the grief on her heart. Calling her beloved man’s name bitterly.

Lucien couldn't stop himself from crying as he saw Vladimyr sobbing in front of his brother's grave. He had no idea that this was the effect of Luvien's loss to Vladimyr. Even though he was hurt. Sympathy prevailed in his heart. They both love Luvien, and they also both love Vladimyr.

He knew that his twin also loved him so he left the woman he loved the most to him not to get revenge. But to take care. If he had only known right away, they wouldn’t have reached this point. If he hadn’t pretended, they might have been better now. Now he has great remorse because the pain he wanted to make Vladimyr feel, back fires to him with greater pain.

Lucien carefully knelt beside Vladimyr and courageously embrace her in his arms. He wanted to make her feel he was there. That he’s still there and will stay for her. And he wanted to convey that he regretted the secrecy and pretense he had done to her. That he regrets everything he did.

Vladimyr's days have not been easy. She couldn't help herself from crying every time she remembered what happened to Luvien's disappearance, after ten years. When she is currently pregnant with the twins. Waiting and hoping that somehow they will meet Luvien again—or at least he would find her.

Furthermore, she was always quiet, she's not talking to anyone. She always confined herself to the room and cry all her grievance. Apparently, regardless of what she does, everything seems hard to sink into her system. With everything she found out, her heart and mind can't easily take the truth. Every time she remembered those things about what the fake Luvien said, she couldn't help but sigh.

Every day, she can't to focus herself on her work. If she wasn't busy, she would suddenly start crying on her desk, calling Luvien's name again. She feels the endless bitterness of the pain, she feels as if it never stops.

She is drowning in pure loneliness and longing. Gradually, it swallowed her and dragged her into the depths of the darkness in her heart. She felt the sting of fate on her because it took away the two people she loved most. It made her feel even worse. She couldn't hold back the tears that seemed to have accumulated for a long time.

Many hours passed. Her friends let her mourn first. But they make sure to let her know that she is not alone. They just gave her time to accept what had happened. Plus, due to her pregnancy, Vladimyr's friends deeply understands why she's being emotional unlike before. No matter how strong and trained Vladimyr has mastered the art of pretending. She can always wear her calm and collected temperament mask in every event of her day and people. No matter how tough it is, but now, those arts seems taken by unexpected news.

They knew how tough Vladimyr is, but what had happened only justifies that no matter how strong a person is, time will come that their defenses will be crushed by trials. That their heart and mind couldn't handle at all.

Sadly, Vladimyr staring outside the fiberglass wall. Because the ECC was a high-rise building, her office was on the top floor. So, she can obviously watch everything below. Soon, it will be dark outside. And a beautiful view of the sunset on the south, behind those peaceful mountains. The cloud dazzling with purplish and blue shade of the sky, it was a majestic view. She can see the blinking stars in the darkening part of the sky, as the sun slowly sets. That scene was very magnificent. Somehow, it lightened the pain on Vladimyr's chest.

She breathed deeply, turning her gaze to the presence just came. From the scent that reached her nostrils, she knew who it was, it's Lisa.

“What do you need?” her tone was lifeless and gloomy. She couldn't even give Lisa a gaze. She felt too lazy to do that.

“My apology, Madame, but I received an urgent call from the Organization.” Lisa stated. There's tension in Lisa's voice as she speaks.