Paul

After that episode.

"Listen, I'm done with Paul," I explained.
"You can't even handle him, Anne," he snarled.
"Are you telling me this?" What exactly did you do to him? I shouted, "You did nothing!" "Even Paul doesn't know who his biological father is," I lamented.
"Oh, so you're trying to blame it on me," he remarked. "I wanted to accept him," he said, "but you were the one who divorced Han and married Robert."
"Yeah, because it was the plan all along." "Don't forget about that," I said. "And you went to Mira as well."
"You could come to me after her death," he added, "but you refused to take care of Ron."
I smirked. Why do I look after other children? He is your son, but he is not mine. His mother is Mira.
"Okay, forget it. we got what we wanted", he added.
"Honey, I miss you. When are you going to meet me? ", I asked.
"I'm looking forward to meeting you soon. I can't wait to meet my son, "he continued. We then hung up the phone.
I let out a sigh. It's great to have you here. My poor son is totally unaware that Han is not his biological father. But, after he finds out about it, how will he react? I'm terrified of it.

At noon.
Obin came to D'souza's home. He smiled as he addressed her as "Mrs. D'souza." Anne was sipping on a cup of coffee. She was a little taken aback when he appeared out of nowhere.
God! I don't want any problems now. I forced a smile at him.
"Mr. Obin, what's the matter? Is there a problem? ", I asked.
"No," he said, a bright smile on his face. He asked, "Where is Mr. D'souza?"
Is he here to see Robert, but for what reason? I quickly responded to him, "He isn't here." He took a flight to Istanbul yesterday. "
"Oh, my goodness. It's strange, "Mr. Obin stated.
"Yes, in certain ways. My husband enjoys working. But, in any case, do you need anything? You are free to tell me, "I replied.
"Of course," he answered, "After all, you are our major guest."
What? guest?
"Mr. Obin, I'm not sure what you're talking about," I answered, puzzled.
Mr. Obin handed me a card and said, "Here is the invitation."
What is the purpose of the invitation? I squinted my eyes.
"For his wedding, the boss arranges a party. He'll be pleased if his father-in-law can join them, "Obin explained.
What the hell is going on here? I took the card out of the envelope and read it.
"Wh-What? He arranges a party, "I said.
"Mrs. D’souza, of course. After all, Boss loves his wife, "Obin smiled as he said this.
What the fuck! Elena has a remarkable talent. In one night, she enchanted him.
Obin responded, "Boss and madam will wait for you."
I gave him a friendly smile. Paul abruptly said, "Mom." With astonishment, I tuned back in. What exactly is he doing here? He is drunk again. "Paul," I said, as I approached him and grabbed his hand.
"Who is he? Who's having a party? "Paul asked.
Holy shit. Did he hear everything that was said?

Obin said, "So you're Paul D’souza."
Paul gave him a stern glare. "Come tonight if you can. It's yo- ''I stopped Mr. Obin. "We will definitely go, Mr. Obin," I replied hastily. If Paul hears that, he'll make a mess here.
"Okay, that's OK. Please bring him as well. If Boss sees him, he will be happy. His sister, especially, "Obin further said,
"What? Mom?" Paul asked. "OK, I have to leave now," Obin said as he walked away.
Damn this, Obin!
Mom, what's tonight? Please show me the card. " Paul stretched his hand to take the card as he said this.
"It's nothing, sweetheart," I said as I pulled the card from his grip. "What exactly did he say? My sister? Was he talking about Elena?"
"No, no honey," I said, interrupting Paul. He wasn't talking about Elena. It was his sister."

"First, come with me. With a smile on my face, I added, "Take a shower and get ready for the night ahead." "I'll tell the maid to give you good lemon juice," I continued.
"but-" Paul was going to say something, but I stopped him immediately. I pushed him upstairs and said, "Go honey, don't waste your time."
"Don't go without me," Paul urged as he turned back to face me. Sure, sure, I said, nodding.
Paul walked to his room and shut the door.
Paul, you're not coming with me. I exhaled as I put the card on the table. I called a maid.

the other hand,
Lucy made her way inside Derek's room. Derek bought a dress for Elena. He handed Elena's dress to Lucy.

Lucy's point of view.
I had no idea this guy was nervous about giving his wife a tiny present. I opened the door and saw Elena reading a book.

I said, "Elena."
Elena turned back and was taken aback to see me.
"Lucy, you? here," she said excitedly and surprised.
"Yes, I've come to see you," Lucy stated. But how? How did you come to know about me? "I asked.
"Wait a minute, take a deep breath," Lucy said. I'll tell you everything. Let's take a seat first, "she said.
"Lucy lady, do you want to take something?" a maid said.
"Obviously, Please make orange juice for me and Elena as well, "she stated. "Does she know who you are?" I asked.
I'm just perplexed as to how Lucy knows of them.

"I'll tell you everything, Elena," Lucy said as she took my hand in hers. She also told the maid to call a hairdresser.
"What's going on, Lucy"? I asked.
"Your husband gave me this gown to give to you, honey. "He is nervous about handing you this," Lucy said.
"What?" I was taken aback when I heard her say that. Is Lucy familiar with Mr. Huston?

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