Forced to Marry The Paralyzed Culun

Laura's point of view

Laura mamanut herself in front of her dresser mirror. The girl occasionally touches soft bruises around her jaw and neck.

It hurt her, but her heart was more slashed, her ears still hearing the word ja-lang that Darren had pinned for her. Heh ja-lang is a virgin. Laura smiled wryly.

Laura looked at her reflection in the mirror, only some time she was in Darren's wife, some injuries were also presented by the man, he said, the wound on his forehead had no new bruises on his other body.

Laura sobbed, she asked herself when would this end? The hell that Darren was throwing at him now the bush is tightly strangling him so he has difficulty freeing himself.

The girl took her clothes and Darren's clothes and put them on the bed.

Laura did not say a word as Darren came out of her bathroom and her wheelchair, although Darren has spilled not a bit of his handsome face shows the satisfaction that there is only a face that is filled with regret because of his disrespectful actions.

Darren looked at Laura who had just finished putting on her clothes, the girl began to comb her hair.

Laura also drew closer to Darren petrifying the paralyzed man wearing his clothes.

The girl draped Darren's chest and abdomen with eucalyptus oil, a Darren-style lotion with a masculine fragrance, Laura put it on her husband's hands and feet. Darren admits Laura took good care of it, without a word coming out of her mouth. Without awkwardness Laura opened Darren's towel so that Darren's entire body was plastered in front of him, one by one Laura's clothes were on Darren's body including******* as well.

Laura also put hair oil in Darren's black mane and combed it according to what Darren had displayed all this time, Darren's thick glasses also Laura put on the nose of the bangir.

Yes Laura should not get too involved with Darren, this marriage is only a form of penance to the man, after he finished serving his sentence Laura will return to his world.

Darren blocks Laura's hand, he lowers his ego a little, he feels guilty and has to apologize to the girl.

"Sorry." Darren beucap slow, bead as dark as night he did not divert from himself Laura, who was pairing it Tie.

"What hurts?" Darren groped softly on Laura's neck and jaw.

"No." concluded Laura quickly. Unbelieving Laura's words, Darren slightly suppressed the bruise sounding hiss from the girl's tiny mulit. "Shh."

Laura was silent did not respond to Darren's question, actually not just pain and aches, especially in the jaw that was forced open for several minutes.

Gts ... Gts ...

The sound of knocking on the door broke the silence, Laura opened the door.

"Miss is the paste." a waiter handed him a plate of pasta complete with a glass of water. "Mr Kenan said, one hour later the show starts." Laura nodded reluctantly, even though she closed the door after taking over the tray from her servant.

It felt like Darren would rather hear Laura scold him than silence him like this.

"Master, open your mouth!" slow but piercing sentence that Laura said jolts Darren's sanity.

Mister? The word sounded like it was very formal for her, as if Darren was the girl's master.

Not getting a response from Darren, Laura put a fork containing noodles with a straight mane with a yellowish color.

"Laura don't be like this!" erang Darren frustrated.

Laura breathed in slowly and exhaled until she caught a breath of breath.

"Then? How do you want our relationship to go? Between the servant and the employer? Or between ja-lang and his customers." asked Laura remarked, until Darren gasped to hear if Darren really missed?

"Laura I didn't mean to"

"Yes, no papa I understand from your point of view." emotionless without anger but those words were so piercing and freezing that Darren was silent with all his shock.

Yes everyone has their own point of view regarding what is happening around them. But from Laura's point of view, Darren would still torture her exactly what Darren said before the wedding.