Because of the compulsion

Marshal Different

If you are dizzy with the story, you can re-read the previous trouble chapter, from Chapter 183 that Zhao has fixed. Thank ye. May you always be healthy and happy.😊

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Could it be that Marshal was angry, because this morning Viona wanted to go alone? Coulda. Because the change in attitude of Marshal started from there. When Viona said that.

"Would you take a shower now?" Viona tries to blend in with her husband's strange demeanor. He boldly approached the Marshal who was opening his suit and tie. Marshal did not refuse as he helped open. Even just stay still until Viona finished unbuttoning all her clothes.

"No need, honey. I can do it myself."

"Oh?" Viona turned around quickly. Just now she was about to go into the bathroom preparing for her husband's needs, Marshal forbade. She smiled sweetly while nodding her head.

Marshal only returned a faint smile, rubbing his wife's head as it passed by and went into the bathroom.

Viona looked up to see the door closed. He didn't understand why Marshal had turned out like this. Maybe it was because he didn't want to be controlled. But, why must you act so cold? Viona felt that Marshal was indeed better to demand a lot than to silence him. That hurts.

Before long, the Marshal out was already looking fresh. Viona followed him into the dressing room. She prepared the clothes that her husband would wear. But, when he wanted to help her get dressed, Marshal instead instructed another.

"Thank you, honey. Take a shower! I know you must have just come home too, right? I can dress myself."

Marshal no longer needed it. That was what Viona had assumed at the moment. Again he was stunned to receive another attitude from the Marshal. Why did he help to dress up, Marshal refused? He is usually the one who forces to be helped to wear his clothes.

Long speechless at the sight of the Marshal who started to get dressed, Viona finally came out feeling astonished. Pain enveloped him, though he did not know what the exact cause was that made such a Marshal.

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"Sleep! I have a little job."

"Chal ...."

"Hm?" The new marshal will come out of the room, turn around the body. He sees Viona who looks unwilling if she leaves. He also walked closer to her. Viona's gaze was hard to interpret for anything else. Just looks so unwilling, if she is far away from her husband. "You why? It's night time, better sleep, honey."

Viona shook her head slowly. Marshal reached his hand, slowly bringing Viona towards the bed. "Sleep!"

Instead of complying, Viona looked at him seriously. "Why you?"

"What are you doing?"

Marshal's eyebrows are uplifted, confused. They looked at me in silence. Neither understand the change in attitude of each.

Inwardly breathing deeply, Marshal grabbed Viona's body to embrace her. Viona according. Even tightly wrapped his hands in return for Marshal's embrace.

"I want to go to sleep" said Viona softly, thrusting her head against her husband's chest.

The marshal simply nodded and guided his wife to lie down. "Sleep!" He rubbed Viona's head full of tenderness. Looking at his wife's eyes that were starting to close, Marshal smiled faintly, giving a light peck on the forehead. "A good sleep. I'll go to the workroom first. There are some files I need to check."

"Chal ...," Viona opened her eyes, pulling on the Marshal's shirt that was about to go down. "Telin ...."

Marshal chuckled and re-raised his new next leg down from the bed. He was lying next to his wife who was always whining tonight. Viona does not seem to want to be left out. With great affection, Marshal embraced his wife. Pulling Viona's head to sink into her chest.

"Don't ignore me!" viona's voice faintly sounded in the chest. Marshal rubbed his head, occasionally giving a kiss at the top. Viona was silent again. His embrace felt even tighter, as if it would never let Marshal escape from him.

"I know you're upset. But don't ignore me!"

Silently momentarily digesting Viona's words, Marshal did not understand. She lowered her head, grabbing Viona's face to look at him. Viona hasn't slept since. It was only fitting that he knew when the Marshal was about to move and immediately held him back.

"I don't like you ignoring. I don't like the cold attitude you've been showing all day. You're mad at me because I can't look at you, right? I know it. But, don't start, Chal. I don't like it."

Seeing the sad look that Viona showed, Marshal grew even more clueless. "What do you mean, honey? What am I, hm?"

"You're so angry you don't care about me anymore, do you? You－"

"Hey, shhh .. when do I not care about you?" Marshal was surprised to hear that. He doesn't feel that way. Viona why did she say Marshal didn't care about her?

With a spoiled tone full of sadness, Viona said everything to the Marshal. After understanding, Marshal apologized. He never meant it that way. "Maybe I'm too tired, honey. Excuse me. I didn't mean to ignore you."

"Every day you're tired of coming home from work, never to not care about me, right. Then, this morning why did you say to Rio, make a car call for me to go alone. You don't want to argue with me?"

Marshal was silent for a moment. He rubbed Viona's face slowly, giving a faint smile. "I don't want to argue with you anymore. I'm tired of arguing. And just now, I really wanted to make you happy. Don't you want to go alone? I let it go because I thought you'd be happy to get what you wanted. Not because I don't care."

"But I don't like you that way."

"Hm?" Marshal. "Isn't that what you want?"

Viona lowered her head, face down on Marshal's chest. It's true that's what he wants. But, after the Marshal gave her that chance, Viona felt unwelcome. It turns out that's not what he wants. He's just obsessed with getting out of the shadow of the Marshal, he wants to be free. But, in reality, he can't.

Understanding what Viona was thinking, Marshal could only smile. Hugged Viona tightly, rubbed her back, hoping that she could fall asleep quickly. Viona looked up instead making their gazes meet.

"Chal."

"Hm?"

"It turns out I'm getting used to being restrained with you. When you released me, I felt like you didn't care."

Marshal smile. "That means you are comfortable with everything I do. You must also realize, I did all of that for your good."

"Comfortable?" Viona repeated. Jemari flickers down the chest of Marshal. If it's true that he's comfortable with the Marshal's actions, there's no way he likes to argue with it, right? Viona doesn't feel comfortable. Then what's his name?

"Darling?"

Viona looked back at the eyes of the Marshal making their gazes even more fixed. Marshal gave him a warm kiss on the forehead.

"Be careful with heart! He sometimes feels what you refuse, but that's what you really want."

"meaning?" Viona looked at Marshal not understanding.

"I mean ...," Marshal grinned. His hand crept in, creeping into Viona's body. He looked down, then whispered, "I want to eat you again, tonight."

"The chal!" Viona glared sharply, hitting the chest of the Marshal.