Master, you have been tricked by Madam! ( The wife is very cunning! )

"Mel, dare you repeat what you said?" Harlan looked angry when he opened Amelia's diary.

" How naive , why ? Was lord Harlan very surprised ? Look , introduce to you he is My Man . My Aslan ! " Amelia unhesitatingly opened the painting that had been closed all this time, in the portrait his face was exactly the same as Harlan's. Even more surprised, Harlan knew who the people in the painting were.

" As... Aslan???" His eyes widened in shock, his whole body trembled. His memory flashed back to three years ago, his younger brother being killed while pretending to be him at a seminar.

" My aslan is handsome and gentle boy . He promised to be with me, he promised to wait for me when i'm back. But what , he died for you ! " The sadness that she has been hiding for so long has overflow ." Say, Dear ! How can i not being crazy about you ? youre face, youre body.. youre eyes .. youre everyting seem alike. So... why not i have you , i don't care if you Harlan or whatever it be .. in my eyes. your Aslan... My Aslan.... " Amelia hugged Harlan tightly who still couldn't believe what he had just heard.The wife who had been in love make him as a substitute from his younger brother . Why can it be like this? What is wrong ? Why ? Am I not worthy? Did I hurt him again?

" Amelia !!! " he grabbed her tightly ,triad to see if it's not true.

" If you can't take it , please leave. I don't need anyone ... i just need Aslan ! " Amelia's voice was so clear, her gaze turned cold and filled with hatred when it met his eyes.