FORBIDDEN PASSION STEPCHILDREN

Chapter 26. I Can Be Crazy

For almost two days inside here, it made Karen feel crazy. Absolutely crazy, because he can't do anything at will.

Although he is not only in brackets in the room, but his movements are still limited. Karen doesn't like this.

“Sorry, where are you going?”

His eyes closed tightly as the question lay on him. He turned around, looking at the big, tall, saggy man with a sharp look.

“It's not up to me, if I go anywhere I like!”

karen said with great emphasis.

The man in black uniform did not feel any fear at all for the woman who was currently glaring at him. “Mr Arion didn't let Miss Karen go anywhere. Please return to your room and do not make Mr. Arion angry about this.” The man seemed to be holding back his emotions.

Karen opened her mouth. He turned his back to the bodyguard, then walked quickly away from the courtyard of the house towards the terrace. In front of the door Karen turned back, her eyes twitching to the right and left, and, at each corner there was only a male who was up to two meters tall with a stout and muscular stature that looked extremely frightening.

Karen was grieving, Arion completely kept her away from everything related to her past. He was in a small house, confiscating his cell phone, and had no electronics other than a television. He's crazy and would be completely insane if he would just sit here forever, without any of the people he's talking to.

The door of the house he opened and he closed violently. He let out a rough breath, taking off the only coat he had in the house. Throwing her on the couch, she chose to sit on the cold floor right in front of the door.

Karen is actually scared. She's frustrated. Which woman will be fine when she is locked up in a secluded house that is guarded by many men out there.

There were two women in charge of cooking and cleaning the house, but she always avoided it when Karen approached. Probably threatened by her husband Arion.

Who would think positively that everything would be fine. Okay, if that's anyone else maybe. But, this is it, Karen, she can't think positively when everything seems so alarming in plain sight.

Who can guarantee that the men who work as Arion's bodyguards will remain in place for days. Although the food rations remained, and Karen also did not know where the groceries were purchased from. Because he didn't care and his appetite from yesterday had gone. One grain of rice had not yet entered his stomach. He's strees.

For two days he had been locked up here, and he had not met Arion or who was now his legal husband. Ah, thinking about it makes Karen's head feel like it wants to break. Why is his bad luck so grim. He loves Rico, not his father.

“If I had married Rico, everything would have been as sweet, as bitter as our lives. But God seems to be planning something else. Which is very contrary to what his servant wants. God, I still remember you, and please don't waste this. I know you mean well by giving the test at the beginning before happiness.”

Karen slid her legs, she paused her sentence with a rough sigh and a rough swipe at her hair, “But, I beg God. Don't let Rico take the wrong path and make things go awry, I don't want the father-son relationship to get any more broken, because of a woman, which is me.”

Without being able to stop Karen's tears from dripping, soaking her cheeks up to her chin. He's strong, he's depressed. As his eyes surrounded this living room, there was only a gripping and dark sense of silence that seemed to want to drown himself.

Karen was crying without a sound. Crying over her broken life, and the disgust that was in her heart.

He wanted to get out of here, he wanted to breathe fresh air. With a giant step he walked towards his room which he had been living in for two days. Open the door limp with tears that do not stop shedding. The woman dropped herself on the bed before locking the door so that no one would enter the room.

“Rico, please save me,” cleanly with a hoarse voice. She continued to cry, until her white pillow was soaked with her cries.

“Bring me away Rico, I don't like it here.”

The woman rose from her sleep, slamming everything around her with a feeling of anger, resentment and fear into one. One second later he stopped, stopped slamming things and stopped crying.

She was stuck there after hearing the knock on her bedroom door. In another second, he again made a loud march, opened the door and saw the sinister face of Arion's bodyguard. Stand tall with a pack of rice in his hand.

Ever since he spoke and asked with the middle-aged woman who worked in this house, the woman had never come back to his room again. Maybe scolded for answering all his questions.

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