A marriage full of wounds

chapter 16

High-sized door towering with carvings and luxurious carvings was opened from the outside.

Appearance of a beautiful woman with a feminine appearance behind the door. With a friendly smile that continued to be etched on his beautiful face.

But the smile faded as she did not find her husband in the room. He only found the butler there. Yang, putting on an unfriendly face.

Catherine circulated her gaze to all corners of the luxurious room that was now her private room with her husband.

The hearing senses of the girl caught the gurgling sound of water coming from the bathroom. Catherine stepped towards the other room in the room. The room which is the location of clothes and items for the husband and his needs is neatly arranged there.

Catherine continued to take a step, without heeding the existence of the butler who had been staring at her intently since.

Can not stand the feeling of boredom, the butler also tried to reprimand — Catherine.

"Mrs, what …."

"Get out!" Cut Catherine without turning her body, though,

"But …."

"No, neither a servant was too presumptuous to enter her master's private room," Catherine continued in a flat and firm tone.

"You, who should be getting out of here," the butler replied in a stern tone.

Catherine flipped over and showed her face to Aunt Beatrice. And reply to Aunt Beatrice.

"Why do I have to get out of here?" Ask with eyebrows swooping upwards.

"Because, this isn't your room" explained Aunt Beatrice.

"I mean, what?! Catherine asked in surprise and frowned .

"What, you forgot? If you forbid you to enter this room?" Ask Aunt Beatrice to come back.

"Remember," Catherine replied indifferently with both of her tiny shoulders raised upwards.

"Keep, what are you doing here? You better get out, "push aunt Beatrice away with a faint voice, and her face becomes more and more unpretentious.

"Why do I have to get out?" Sela Catherine asked confusedly. " Aren't these my husband's rooms? And ... you must know who I am," continued Catherine who now walked closer to Aunt Beatrice while folding both hands in front of the chest.

"The wife that got dumped meant, you?" Beatrice's aunt spoke cynically.

Catherine chuckled softly, hearing Aunt Beatrice's cynical reply. She was not offended at all because it was the fact that she was just a dumped wife.

But as a daughter-in-law there and also having legal status as a wife of Jeffin William Abraham, Catherine certainly had rights in the residence. Moreover, just to get rid of the middle-aged maid before him.

"Although I remain a member of this family, although I am not considered a wife, but ... I have the right to give orders to aunts, and you are obliged to obey, do not you?" Tandas Catherine, made the maid shut up.

He could only endure the anger in his heart, wanting to fight even that was impossible, because what the girl in front of him said was true. Her status was only as a servant and she was the young mistress of this residence, although the second and still new young miss kept the residence of Abraham, as a long-serving servant in the Abrahamic family, she said, aunt Beatrice knew what to do.

"Get out!" Catherine's orders again, upon seeing the middle-aged maid just speechlessly froze in place.

Aunt Beatrice flinched from her daydream, still insisting on being inside her master's room.

"Please, you're out." With gentle and respectful intonation. Catherine told Aunt Beatrice to come back out.

"I, have a duty to serve the young master," said Aunt Beatrice calmly.

"I've been doing this since little sir. So, this is already my duty," Aunt Beatrice refused in protest.

"But, it is a pity that the obligation will be mine, which is his wife," Catherine replied fiercely.

"You won't be able to possibly take my position, miss," aunt Beatrice sneered with a sly grin.

"Remove, you from this Mansion alone, I can. Moreover, taking over serving my husband, which is indeed my duty as a wife. You, too naive to keep going as hard." Catherine's reply was fierce.

"You …."

"Show, your attitude to the employer. I, know you are a senior servant here, and have a lot of experience. So, of course you know the limits, you," concluded Catherine who cut back the fierce words of the butler.

"So. please come out. Surely you have a sense of shame if you continue to be in the private room of an employer," concluded decisively Catherine. That made Aunt Beatrice's face turn grim and resist the emotional turmoil.

With her cruel face, Beatrice's aunt turned her back to the door, but again she had to listen to Catherine's words. "From now on, you don't have to, enter this room again. And this rule applies to all servants" Catherine said in a firm tone.

Catherine let her aunt Beatrice out of her room with Jeffin. Catherine was able to clearly judge the look on Aunt Beatrice's annoyed face to him. However, he could only be as strong as his strength to withstand the vibrations of his body, while trying to fight back and behave professionally.

………….......

Catherine was now in the husband's dressing room, choosing a few branded suits that were suitable for her husband to wear after finding one that fit the husband's ideal body, Catherine returned to the bedroom in a formal black suit in hand.

The girl who looked so enthusiastic, put the suit on the bed. Then passed back to the dressing room when forgetting the shoes and accessories complement her husband's formal appearance.

Catherine came back out of the locker room, coinciding with an open bathroom. Featuring the figure of a dashing man with his damp wrapped in a thick black bathrobe.

Almost her husband's valuables slipped out of Catherine's small hands, upon seeing the stunning scene before her.

Catherine held her breath for a moment with her body frozen in place, when she saw, the appearance of her husband wearing only an imperfect bathrobe wrapped up his athletic body.

Her husband's muscular chest was clearly visible with both eyes, which stared in awe at the perfect carving of the husband's body.

Catherine averted her eyes, as Jeffin realized her whereabouts, Catherine suddenly became mute with her mouth tightly clenched.

The girl hid a burst of blushing on her face by lowering her head.

Jeffin himself could only sizzle cynically and keep going straight, to head for the dressing room.

But Catherine's slow remarks prevented her move. "I-I, have prepared all your needs," concluded Catherine in a stammering tone.

It seemed that her husband was not very interested in hearing Catherine's words. Jeffin again continued his steps towards the dressing room.

The girl was petite, immediately grabbed the suit she had chosen for her husband. The — wishes her husband liked her choice.

But ... It doesn't look like it's going to be easy. Because upon arrival Catherine in the dressing room, suddenly the atmosphere in the room turned gloomy, by Jeffin's sharp gaze that was flashed to — Catherine.

"Who gave you permission to touch my valuables." Said Jeffin coldly with a sharp unsheathed look.

"I-i …."

"SAY!" hardik Jeffin.

"I am just doing my duty as a wife. Serving you and meeting your needs. What, is that wrong?"