A marriage full of wounds

chapter 54

Jeffin and his first wife, turned to the source of the voice. Where — Catherine is seen standing with a pale face and a stiffened body.

He who is no longer able to withstand the weight of his body that almost fell, lucky he can hold back on the solid door in front of him. But he also let out a noise, making Jeffin and his first wife surprised.

"Who?" Ask Jeffin's first wife. He stared at the door with his eyelids curled at the presence of a beautiful woman there.

While Jeffin, began to look tense and nervous. The look on his face also looks sad. She hoped, Catherine did not say her status as a second wife. She looked at Catherine's face with a sharp, threatening look.

Catherine simply threw away her gaze, with tears dripping down, she immediately, wiping away her tears after hearing the first wife call out to her.

Jeffin grew more alert, as his little wife approached. His gaze was sharpening towards his second wife.

"You, who?" That feeble voice, asked again with a puzzled look.

"I-i …."

"He's waiter. Well, she's just a waitress here, who's special about taking care of you," Jeffin interrupted, cutting off Catherine's — greeting.

The two are now staring at each other with different faces, Jeffin with a wary face with an intimidating look at his second wife.

Meanwhile, Catherine could only gawk in disintegration, hearing her husband's words. "Servant?" Catherine's inner heart was sliced with grief.

"really?! Jeffin's second wife.

"Yes, dear," the man replied gently and re-embraced his wife's body, but his gaze remained towards Catherine who was silently shedding tears.

" He, too beautiful, became a servant. I'm afraid you'll be tempted by her beauty."

"No will! Merely, you're the prettiest woman to me, and I wouldn't be interested in lowly service."

It was as if, implanted with thousands of needles in the chest, so painful and stifling, that Catherine now felt what her husband had said.

Accidentally, Catherine rubbed her stomach, as she felt a sudden pain, as if her three fetuses were feeling what she was feeling.

"Why?" Ask the first wife suddenly.

Catherine turned her head and looked at that earthy face with an awkward smile, she was too hurt to glance at the man beside the woman who was still lying down.

"What, are you pregnant?" The first wife continued, making Jeffin and Catherine freeze with shocked faces.

"T-no, mistress. I, just experienced my first menstrual cycle," Catherine said quickly, giving a very precise reason.

He could breathe a sigh of relief, when the two believed, he would not tell the husband of his three fetuses. And, the decision was very right for it, she could never be separated by her baby-to-be.

In Catherine's mind at this moment was, immediately leaving this place, let alone her husband's first wife having awoken from a coma, didn't she have a reason to leave?

"Rest, if you're sick. Me, it's getting better," the first wife interrupted with a friendly smile.

"Yes ma'am, excuse me," Catherine said with an excuse.

But, the figure of the man beside the first wife, continued to cast a fixed and sharp gaze, as if the selfish man knew his intentions.

……….

Catherine immediately walked towards the changing room, picked up a suitcase in the closet, took out the clothes she had brought from the village. Catherine did not want to delay any longer to leave this place.

She did not want to, they knew about her three fetuses, and they seized the three future babies.

"No! I, will not give it, they are my children" Catherine's monologue, rubbing her flat stomach.

Catherine pulled her suitcase in a hasty motion, she did not want the man to know the plan and prevented her from leaving this luxurious residence.

"Where are you going?" That cold, heavy voice, stopped the rare Catherine.

The petite woman could only flinch in her place with a medium-sized suitcase in hand, she could only put on a pale face, when she saw the look on her husband's face that was so terrible.

The man's gaze was so frightening, his face seemed to withstand the turmoil of anger, Catherine could only close her eyes tightly, revealing a frown on her eyelids.

"WHO GAVE THE ORDER TO IMPROVE, THIS PLACE. WHO, HUH!" Jeffin's screams blared.

Catherine was surprised, reflexes protecting her stomach. He could only remain silent with his body trembling again.

"Say, who," Jeffin repeated with both hands on his waist.

"WHO! Jeffin shouted back while kicking the ornamental table beside him.

"Pragg" a luxurious flower vase on the decorative table was also the victim of — Jeffin tantrums.

"Akhc!" Screecher Catherine. She was so shocked by her husband's rampage, now the tiny body shifted to the side, when almost she was exposed to a broken flower vase.

"I, have given you a warning, that you will never leave this place," whispered Jeffin again pinning both lines of his wife's face that already looked red.

"What, what do you want," Catherine's tear-filled gaze, she also returned the husband's horrible gaze.

"I think it's time I get out of here, isn't it, your first wife is up?" Catherine said with a bitter chuckle.

"So ... Why should I stay here? What, you're already interested in me? To a lowly servant?" Catherine laughed bitterly with tears of sadness.

Catherine continued to laugh blandly with tears continuing to flow profusely, until the laughter alternated cries, unconsciously now her body had slumped onto the floor.

"Let it go, I go" he asked softly with a glazed look.

"Let me live alone in the village. I will not demand anything, I will return everything to you" she continued, crawling to her husband's feet. Hugging the man's long legs and asking to be able to go far from the life of the cruel man before him.

"I beg. Let me go, so you can live happily with your first wife, isn't she awake? And, my position as a second wife while it's over," she concluded with a face looking up, looking at her husband's gripping face.

"That will never happen, don't expect you to leave this Mansion," Jeffin said, drawing roughly his long legs, which were still held by his little wife, make a petite woman stagger back.

"From now on, you don't have to leave this mansion and focus on taking care of my wife, because it's your duty as a second wife and remember, don't say anything about this stupid marriage," cerca Jeffin with gripping face.

After that, the arrogant man left his little wife in such a miserable state. He did not even feel touched by his wife's prank. And re-elect his first wife. Mutual fondling and releasing longs that are so torturous for 5 years.

While the second wife, still lying on the floor with a cry so heartbreaking. The cry that signified her was fragile and helpless again.

She was bored, disappointed and injured, she was confused what to do to escape the cruelty of her husband. From the injustice he had received in that luxurious residence.

Catherine got up, wiped her tears, grabbed the suitcase lying near the bed, walked towards the door of the room.

Catherine passed the first wife's room with a face that didn't care. She did not care about her husband's selfish threat, she just wanted to get out of here, looking for peace and quiet for herself and her three potential children.

Just as he was about to approach the main door of the Mansion, his two beautiful eyes saw several large-bodied men standing at the majestic door. Catherine did not care, she kept walking trying to pass them.

But his steps were stopped by, several burly men standing before him. "You, you're forbidden from getting out of here, madam."

"I, don't care," Catherine replied with a flat face.

"Sorry, ma'am," said one of Jeffin's bodyguards who was ordered to guard all the doors in the Mansion.

The man suddenly hit the nape of — Catherine who was trying to get out of the Abraham Mansion. All the bodyguards had no other choice, having received an ultimatum from the young master Abraham, in order not to touch his wife or be rude.

"Don't touch it!" Warning of a heavy and cold voice.

"I, will cut off your hand, if you try to touch it," he threatened and brought his little wife back to the room with her in the sling.

Jeffin left his first wife when the woman, already asleep by the influence of drugs. And accidentally, the tail of the man's eyes saw a shadow passing in front of the door of the wife's room where the door was not tightly closed.

Jeffin followed his little wife from behind and he could see her, insisting on leaving Abraham's residence. "Basically stubborn," inner Jeffin smiled cynically.