A marriage full of wounds

chapter 62

"Where are we going?" Samantha pretends to ask — Jeffin, her husband. As they exited the Abraham Mansion with some large suitcases.

"We'll be occupying the penthouse for a while" replied Jeffin, who pushed his wife's wheelchair toward the parked car.

"Why do we have to leave this place?" Samantha asked back with a feeling of anger, because her husband would not be honest about his — relationship with, Catherine.

"No, nothing. I, just need a new atmosphere" Jeffin explained trying to convince his wife.

Samantha could only be silent, while holding back all the turmoil of her anger, the woman, would not be easily fooled by the neat thoughts of her husband, about the second wife. He will remain, pretending to know anything, until the time comes. Where he discovers the whereabouts of the second wife, takes her two children and eliminates the woman for good.

Along the way, Samantha can only be silent, with thoughts that always haunt her. The thought of the existence of the woman who became his rival in his life today.

Although he looked helpless with the condition of having to remain in a wheelchair, but the woman's soul did not escape the vicious cunning. Every second there was only a way to get rid of the barrier for her to enjoy her wonderful life.

……….

"Rest!" Jeffin cried when convincing the position of the wife's body was so comfortable.

"Hm!" Samantha muttered obediently.

Jeffin left a soft kiss on the wife's forehead and after that he passed into the bathroom, located in the corner of the luxury room.

The two beautiful eyelids opened wide and the silent gaze now turned sharp. He still remembered all the despicable for the sake of insults, which were deciphered by the mother-in-law.

The successful ones make his feelings fear and hurt. Samantha always felt stiff when she was near her mother-in-law, there was no closeness between them, only a cold and rigid attitude that was always created, when they met, or attended an event.

Samantha swore that she would remove that barrier someday. So that he can feel peace and not fear anymore.

The hell, with that woman is, the biological mother of her husband, she wouldn't care about that. Importantly, his life remained within the limits of comfort and luxury.

"I, very sure will eliminate her someday," Samantha's inner self with a sly face behind her earthy face.

"You, haven't slept honey?" That heavy voice, successfully made Samantha surprised.

He tried to get up and lean his back. Look at the husband who displays a pleasant view there.

"No, I'm having trouble getting a good night's sleep in a foreign place" said Samantha, gulping her own spit violently.

Jeffin stepped closer to his wife, who had a sad face, as a man who loved his wife so much, he would not be willing to see this pitiful face in front of her.

"Sorry! I, will find a place more comfortable for you, tomorrow," he said, stroking his wife's hair.

Samantha just nodded and now with soft fingers, the woman was already on her husband's innocent chest. As a normal woman and have not felt the warmth of marriage in the bedroom area, it certainly makes the woman want the moment.

Especially now that he was presented by the body of the husband who never changed, remains the same when he last got that warmth, and now he wants it back.

With a shady look demanding and longing, Samantha hopes her husband will be sensitive with the touch and sharp gaze of her.

"I, want you" whispered the woman in a delicate voice.

Jeffin turned his wife's palm away and shook his head, refusing his wife's request.

"No, now honey. You're still in the election" Jeffin refused to try as gently as possible.

The look on her face suddenly became puffed up and she looked at her husband with an unusual look.

"Why, you've always rejected me, huh. Is it because I am helpless? Or, because I'm not as pretty as I used to be and my body isn't as sexy as it used to be?" Read Samantha with explosive emotions.

"Say!" Shouting Samantha.

Jeffin was surprised at the wife's overreaction according to him, he also tried to touch the woman in front of him, but only rejection that he could.

"Don't touch me. What, it's because of that goddamn waitress, who made you look away and feel like a disgusting, disgusting body" Samantha jolted rudely, leaving jeffin shocked at what she said.

“Honey,” says Jeffin.

“Do not, touch me!” jolt that woman again.

"I hate traitors" said Samantha in the arms of her husband.

"Sorry! But, I never did. Believe me," replied Jeffin who was full of lies. Samantha smiled at her husband's lies.

"Keep away, I am tired and want to rest," cut off, the woman with a careless look on her face.

Jeffin was finally only able to sigh heavily, he obeyed the orders of the wife by entering the dressing room.

As for Samantha, can only endure her heartache, for the lies of the man who used to always keep her heart and feelings just for her.

"I, swearing to remove the woman from our lives," the woman's inner self with a state that looks not okay.

………

"Feel, auntie is delicious!" Praise Catherine, finish eating her dinner.

The woman aged half a century more was smiling pleasantly to — Catherine.

"Thank you, young mistress," he replied sincerely.

"Are you going home tonight?" Ask the little lady.

"Yes, madam. Aunty is going back to town, a lot of food is up" the woman said.

Catherine's face turned enthusiastic, when she heard the words of the servant who accompanied her during her stay in the hidden villa — mommy.

"May I take a walk here?" Catherine said expectantly.

The servant stopped her work abruptly and looked back, where, Catherine displayed her cheerful face.

"No! I, will not dare to disobey the commandments, Madame Margaretha," said the servant with a stern face.

Catherine could only sigh in relief. He would not dare to violate the order — mommy Margaretha forbid him to leave the villa.

"Better, madam rest. It's not good for a pregnant woman to get too late to sleep." The servant's advice was obeyed by, Catherine.

"Let me drive you," the servant bargained.

"No!" Reject Catherine.

"Auntie, just get the job done, I can do it myself" Catherine continued.

The gentle-faced woman smiled and nodded subtly, staring at the tiny back of her young mistress who was climbing the stairs.

…….

"You guys, haven't found it yet?"

"Yes, sir. And Mr. Jeffin hasn't found a wife …." The man in black formal clothes, paused he said as he looked, the big boss's sharp gaze.

"He, it's not worth saying a husband of my girl, after what he's done to her," said the handsome-looking man with a vengeful look.

"Go away. And, keep an eye on the movements of madam Abraham!" His orders with a cold face.

"Good, sir."

The man passed from his superior room after paying his respects by bending half his body and coming out of the luxurious room.

Leaving the man who was now staring at the picture of a tiny girl so beautiful, with a handsome teenage boy.

"I will definitely find you and me, promising to take you away from them."

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