Forced to Serve Daddy's Desire

Intentionally Hurting Yourself.

Great Lord Bernard's eyes sparkled to see who had come, it was the grandson of his close friend Patrick, he only knew his grandson Soppie because of the woman's relationship with Vard. The young man introduced himself at Queena's birthday party, he was very satisfied with the attitude of the young man named Rick.

"Son Rick, come here."

Rick heard his name being called by Queena's grandfather, he smiled and walked over to say hello. When he was in front of the Great Master he lowered his head in respect. "Good night, cake. You get the greetings from my grandfather."

"Hahaha, you're very handsome as well as very polite unlike your grandfather. We've been friends for years, not expecting her to have a granddaughter like you. He just said he has 8 grandchildren, I only know one granddaughter, which is Soppie."

"Papa-in-law, good night." Soppie's greeting next to Rick.

"Yes, yeah yeah. You're coming too, Soppie. Come sit down and join us, you son." Grandpa said to Rick.

The great master stared intently at his son, Vard. "You're sitting around shifting, let Soppie sit next to you."

According to Vard, he woke up from his seat moved to the right side Queena emptied the chair beside the father.

"Rick, sit next to Grandpa and Queena. You're Soppie sitting to Vard's right."

Soppie nodded, she walked to the fourth seat in the dining table range.

Rick immediately sat in the old chair sitting Vard, to the left of Queena and to the right of the grandfather.

"Servant, serve appetizers immediately." Rossi's Mother's Order.

Rick stole a glance at Queena, his hand under the table stroking the girl's hand pulled and grasped it even though Queena pulled her hand to take it off, but Rick did not give up, he firmly grasped Queena's hand.

Queena calms down, not wanting Daddy to realize his nervousness or Rick's behavior under the table will be realized by his Daddy.

"Darling, don't eat too much tonight. You're still not healed, hm?" Vard said to Queena.

"Yes, Dad. I know."

"Thank you, but I can take care of Queena myself. You don't have to interfere." Answer Vard coldly.

"The gard! Don't talk to Soppie like that, she's your future wife! He certainly has the right to interfere in your affairs, including taking care of Queena." Shouted the Father.

Vard just kept quiet not wanting to answer or deny his father, he did not want to say if he had broken up with Soppie. Because Soppie can be a cover that can mask his abnormal behavior on Queena.

"It's okay, Pah. Vard means well, I know that. Yes, Vard." Soppie stroked Vard's arm.

"Already, already. The food's coming, enjoy the dishes." Once again Rossi's mother interrupts.

When he started eating Vard glanced at Queena, since then the girl only used her right hand to take drinks and food. He glanced at Rick, the young man using only his left hand.

Degh's! Vard rewinded his chair slightly back, seeing Rick and Queena's hands clasping each other.

The insolent! How dare!

While advancing his chair back accidentally elbow Vard nudged the glass on the table, the glass fell to the floor and broke.

Rick and Queena's hands were released, Queena turned to look at Daddy. As their gazes met, the girl shuddered in horror at his Daddy's cold gaze.

Vard got up from his chair, he squatted down and then empty-handed picked up the broken glass. Blood spurted from his palm, he closed his eyes as he grasped the shards of the glass deliberately channeling his anger by hurting himself.

"Your!!!" Soppie shouted hysterically at the sight of blood pouring from Vard's palm.

The great lord Bernard got up from his chair to see what was happening. "Hurry and bring the medicine box here." His shouting.

Vard then removed the shards of the shard from the palm, but the small fragments of the shard still stuck.

So shocked, Queena did not even make a sound, her face was deathly pale.