A marriage full of wounds

chapter 51

Catherine ignored the remark, her husband. He preferred to continue to move to the dressing room to collect the clothes he brought from the village, leaving behind all the items given by his in-laws, including a power of attorney.

Jeffin who was ignored did not accept, he immediately blocked the little wrist of his second wife and pulled rough towards the luxurious bed, then threw the tiny body there with so strong, making, making, Catherine let out a soft ringing sound.

Meanwhile, Jeffin now opened all the buttons of his shirt in a hurry and threw it just like that. Inching up on the bed, where his little wife tried to distance herself.

Next to the man's burly hands, holding the legs of his wife who wants to avoid and again push the body of the wife who is now on her back.

Immediately, Jeffin overstretched his wife's body and caught both of his wife's tiny wrists trying to rebel against her head.

Catherine, too, was unable to move by the heavy body pressure her husband was now overriding also locked her movements.

"Deliver!" His ink with a cold tone and gaze was so intimidating.

Jeffin was not the slightest bit affected by his wife's gaze, he now closer his face to the wife's face.

Smells the entire surface of the skin of his wife's smooth face, until now the kiss, down slowly to the neck area as well as the collarbone of the wife exposed. The man dipped it even sucked strongly, leaving behind a red mark. Jeffin also took a strong bite on his wife's neck, venting all his emotions by making the beautiful neck skin hurt.

The other hand that was silent now, felt the body of the wife and even squeezed it tight, which made the feminine figure under her power, grimacing in pain.

"It hurts!" Ringis Catherine, when the man died of a powerful bite on his upper chest.

Jeffin responded, he raised his head and now he looked at his wife, like a predator.

A sharp dark gaze followed by a flash of desire and anger, the face tightens with teeth friction as if holding something.

The man is now in a savage fashion that is so emotional to see the wife happy with a gift from a stranger and his wife dares to fight also ignore him.

Of course as a man with a high ego, Jeffin felt humiliated and unappreciated.

"Stop away!" Catherine's orders were still with a cold expression and a flat tone of voice.

The man only displays a cynical smile on his beautiful face, now the beautiful face, sweeping back the skin of the face of the wife with the nose of her nose.

"Serve me!" His whisper was right in his wife's ear lobe, leaving a subtle bite after. Catherine reflexively closed her eyes, as the husband found one of the weak spots as a mature woman.

The gentle face turned away, when the husband again wanted to kiss her sultry lips, only a wet kiss now Catherine felt on the cheek.

"As a wife of impingement, you must obey and serve me, my wife," whispered the man again just above the surface of his wife's — face. Jeffin pinched both sides of the wife's tiny face using her big palm, until the movement of — Catherine on the face locked.

Catherine could only stare at the beautiful figure above her with eyes gleaming with puddles of tears, the look of a face that described pain, hearing the sarcastic speech of the husband.

"I, refuse your request, sir," Catherine replied as tears trickled down one of her eyes.

Hearing his wife's rejection, Jeffin again humiliated, and immediately forced the wife by tearing the wife's clothes with a single pull.

His wife's upper body was plastered in front of the face, with the lightning of desire that increased and emotions that provoked his savage soul to rise, Jeffin kissed his wife's body violently.

Catherine rebelled, despite her difficult movements, trying to escape the snare of her husband. As much as Catherine's energy tried to escape.

But what power, strength is not comparable to her husband who has now made her body half naked.

Catherine could only be fixated with a silent look, tears of resignation and heartache accompanied the blank look.

He is helpless, he can only surrender with a soul that is now starting to be fragile and tired. His body began to look like a living doll, stiff with a flat face, blank stares at the ceiling of the room.

"You, it won't be that easy to get away from me, baby," whispered the savage man.

"As you know, I'll be a woman of impingement until I get offspring from you and after that you can go as you please with other men, aren't you, like that woman? Looking for a rich man to get a treasure," said Jeffin, who again incised a wound in his wife's heart.

Without realizing it, the response of the wife is now like a robot, who just resignedly accepted her treatment and heard all the insults from her.

"Now, it's time for you to serve me," asked Jeffin, who was now looking fixedly at his wife's face and trying to ignore her empty gaze, by trying to arouse the wife's passion by attacking one of his wife's weak points.

But no matter what, Jeffin did not succeed, the woman remained silent with a wail of tears behind the blank stare.

Jeffin opened his last cloth, wanted to go straight to the core, and at the unification, the wife remained silent.

Jeffin groaned in frustration, hitting the air in front of him while releasing that unification, putting on the back cloth covering his lower body and immediately walking out of the room.

Leaving his little wife who was now heard crying softly, changing the sloping position, turning her back to the door of the room. Hand squeezes firmly the tip of the white pillow, next to his hand squeezes strong chest that is so painful, pain up to the throat to tightness in the chest cavity.

Catherine grabbed the blanket, covered her innocent body, bit the rim of the blanket and shed her cries in a depressed voice.

He is tired and saturated with all this, whether his destiny should experience all this, at a young age, where the age is like still thinking about the future and having fun.

But what is this, he must accept the bitter reality and live full of pain and wounds. Ls it? Is there a woman like her who is able to survive with the new life one month he lived?

Probably nothing, and only she still survives this scarred marriage. A marriage that looked down on her, just for being a second wife.

Should he be in the wrong position, where he did not know would be the second of this marriage.

"Mommy, daddy" he said amid the heartbreaking cries.

……………….

Catherine woke up from her sleep in such a weak condition.

That puffy face, looks paled. His head was so throbbing pain.

Catherine got up, trying to lower the two weak legs on the floor of the room. He needs to go to the bathroom to throw away something he's been holding since last night.

When he wanted to step, the figure of the handsome man entered with an ordinary face. Catherine took a look at her husband's appearance that looked fresh. There was no trace of regret on the man's face, only an ordinary face that seemed as if nothing had happened last night.

The petite woman, too, smiled cynically and continued her limped steps towards the bathroom.

"Prepare, my needs!" Jeffin's orders were cold, without looking at him.

Catherine turned her body, staring fixedly at the sturdy back there. She gasped at the tone of her husband's orders.

Didn't he strictly forbid himself to touch this man's stuff? "Then what did he say?"

"Hurry up, I have some important business this morning" Jeffin joked. Catherine was surprised.

"It's your duty, serve me from now on" Jeffin continued.

"Me, no business with you from now on. Because, I chose to retreat."

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