A marriage full of wounds

chapter 44

The couple are now in a special elevator in Jeffin Abram william's luxury penthouse and there is only silence between them, with both hands intertwined. More precisely, the dictatorial man is more domineering.

Forcing to hold his wife's hand, as if afraid of loss. with one hand busy fiddling with his cellphone, while the wife can only put on a face of carelessness, but not, you see this savage man does not let himself move in the slightest. “apologize!” The tiny woman's inner. The sound of the clanking of the elevator rang out, not long before the iron door was open, Jeffin came out first without releasing their hand link. 

 this time Jeffin passed through the lobby of the luxury penthouse by holding the wife.as if deliberately showing off to everyone that the beautiful woman next to him is his.  jeffin's appearance dazzled the women's eyes there, charismatic dashing appearance with a luxurious coat wrapped the ideal body of the sharp-eyed man's —-decorated clear glasses that add value to the arrogant man's good looks.

Catherin looks cute next to her husband, she is seen walking with a handsome, hot sugar daddy.

the women who were around the lobby looked enviously at — Catherin.  They judge the appearance of Catherin with a trivial view.they consider, catherin is not worthy to be a companion of a hot and beautiful Jeffin. 

The couple's relationship is open to the public, so everyone knows about their relationship. Although people had regretted the decision of young master Abraham with his second marriage, let alone the condition of the first wife in a coma. They also had time to insinuate and gossip Catherine, who was considered a destroyer of one's marriage relationship and only wanted a luxury.

But they can understand the circumstances of a young master Abraham, who still needs a woman beside him, let alone he is a normal adult man and needs a descendant to continue the giant business — Abraham group.

Only one that they love, why should a woman whose age is far adrift and from ordinary people.

Catherine could only sigh, when she felt the gazes of the women who were there, she tried to act ordinary and try to be indifferent. But he felt the tension.

"Can you let it go?" Ask with a view of their hand link collar.

Jeffin glanced and followed the wife's gaze, raising his sharp eyebrows. "Why?" Ask who now embraces the slender waist of the wife.

Jeffin felt unacceptable to the words of the wife who wanted their hand link to be released. What the hell does that mean? Moreover, he could see the wild gazes of the men there who cast a look of admiration towards his little wife. Maybe they think, if the wife is — children.

"Don't, like this," Catherine murmured.

"Why?" Jeffin's voice is not indifferent.

"I, not liking to see their gaze," he said with piercing lips. "They, as if to prey on me!" Continue by glancing at the women in the lobby.

Jeffin glanced for a moment, his lyrics were only focused towards his wife's ripe lips.

Want it he attacked the lips that are now grumbling annoyed with the face looks so adorable.

Unable to bear the grumbling lips beside him, Jeffin stopped his steps, jerked the tiny body, then, lifted it with a single bang.

Now Jeffin carrying his wife with the position of the wife's two short legs circular at the waist hard, do not want to linger, Jeffin peeked and sip a glimpse of the lips ranum legit wife.

"Don't mind them" whispered Jeffin in his wife's ear.

Catherine could only gawk with a shocked and shocked expression. Not to mention he was embarrassed. The petite woman could only hide her face in the niche of the husband's long neck that had a seductive aroma.

"Why, you did that," she was upset while biting the skin of her husband's neck unprotected by a fancy cloth.

Jeffin did not feel anything, he just kept quiet while continuing his steps, holding his wife.

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Jeffin and Catherine are now in front of Abraham's company.  A tall building with elegant and luxurious style.

The company is also his. After mommy — Margaretha handed over half of the shares of the company. Which is now the stock that — Catherine owns, equaling the shares owned by the husband.

"Good morning, sir!" Greet all employees who lined up neatly in each hallway to a special elevator for him.

While glancing at the woman who was in the arms of their young master, in fact, one of them tried to tilt his head to look at the woman's face. But suddenly the look on the man's employee's face shrieked when he saw the sharp glances of the young — master.

Jeffin only responded to the greetings of the employees with a cold and arrogant attitude. He also increasingly clutched the wife and hid his beautiful face behind the chest of his field. He is not willing, cute face and adorable wife is seen by others, let alone a man.

"Can you put me down" Catherine jolted. 

Who tried to rebel to come down from her husband's arms. "Please, put it down. It really makes me uncomfortable, comfortable," he said.

"Down, I," he grumbled, beating the hard chest.

Jeffin was silent with a flat face without feeling the slightest pain with the blow of the wife.

But he was heard moaning stifledly, as the wife took a strong bite on his neck. "What are you, doing," jolted Jeffin coldly.

Catherine was finally able to get down from the arms of the dictatorial man in front of her, she put on a cynical face and threw a sideways glance.

"Me, I don't like being carried. It makes me cringe at the thing …." Catherine reflexively covered her own mouth, almost saying something to her embarrassment.

Jeffin squinted his dark eyes at the tiny woman in front of him, and drew closer to his little wife who was now inching at the corner of the iron box. 

"What thing?" Ask the man with narrowed eyes.

Who now cages her tiny female body with her head down.

"Say, what are you feeling?" Now Jeffin whispers beside the face of — Catherine.

"Come on! Say," he said in a half-forced tone.

"Hm ... i-it .. that's the —"

"That's what, hm?" Timpal Jeffin who died kissing on the cheek chewy wife.

"Geez, why are you so annoying" cried Catherine who broke out of her husband's confinement through a crack under her hand.

Jeffin turned his body with a face that still looks flat, but his gaze was implied to throw his wife on the bed.

"Stop! Carrying me. You embarrassed me, I'm not a child, I'm your wife," she quipped with a pouty lip.

Jeffin pulled a little smile, saw the annoyed face of his little wife, God he was so eager to just see the adorable behavior of his wife.

"Come here!" His words and with a single pull now the wife was in his arms.

"You, my adorable and mischievous little wife," Jeffin interrupted as he tidied his wife's hair.

"Don't you say I'm just an impingement?" Catherine said with a flat face and returned the sharp eyes of her husband.

"But now you're mine, little bear" replied the cold man.

"I am yours that will satisfy you and hold your seed" Catherine continued.