Husband From Hell (Home From Hell)

Remove the bird from its cage

"Cell, Papa, it's great to have you back with my dear Papa" Mark said, stroking his girl's hair on the bed. While a special man today was assigned to be Selli's personal bodyguard, he was still standing firmly beside the door.

"Rey, come!" call Mark. Reynald then approached. "Sit down!"

"Thank you, Mister. But I'm just here" Reynald refused. He could not possibly be disrespectful, sitting on that master's private bed.

"It's okay." Mark pulled Reynald's hand until Reynald was forced to sit next to him.

"Sorry, Sir. What do you want to ask?" Reynald felt uneasy while sitting next to Mark, while Selli just kept waiting for the question of what would come from his father's lips.

"Rey .. Since yesterday I've seen you so attentive to my daughter. May I know, what exactly is your purpose and purpose."

Ah, Reynald now understand where the talk of the owner of the Jhonson Company.

"I'm sorry, sir, if I'm presumptuous. I just ..."

"Hust!!!" Mark cut Reynlad's answer.

"I don't need your apology, I just need answers why you're so concerned about my son, do you like him?"

Teg

Reynlad's heart stopped beating as the question came out.

Selli who was asleep in his father's lap was also no less surprised when the father asked the very sensitive thing.

"Dad," whine Selli. "Why do you ask like that?" his protest. Selli was really embarrassed.

Reynald's nervous. His hands are sweating. What should he answer? could it be that he expressed his feelings in front of the old woman.

Wait!!!

What does feeling mean?

Is it possible that Reynald has really fallen for Selly?

Selly and Reynald are still struggling with their own feelings.

Suddenly Mark clasped Reynlad's hand, and Reynald was immediately shocked.

"Don't wait any longer! Selli is old enough to be a wife. Her mom is gone anyway. This selli really needs someone to guide him, and I think the right person is you."

Really, Reynald still thinks this is a dream. A Mark Jhonson, asked Reynald who was just a private driver to marry his daughter.

"Sorry, Sir. But I don't mean to be presumptuous. I am just a private driver. I don't deserve to be with your daughter."

"Selli," call Mark. He ignored Reynald's answer, instead asking his daughter the same question. "Are you ready if I marry you to Reynald?"

After the nervous Reynald, now replace Selli. He is the same as Reynald. They've only met a few times. He thought it would take time to get to know each other. But why did his father seem so rushed.

"Selli's silence, I assume the answer is 'Yes'." Mark stood up, letting Selli and Reynald both sit on the bed staring at him with astonished looks. "Your wedding will be in the title next month. I hope you quickly make a list of the needs you need," said Mark as he folded his shirt arms to the elbow. "Dad will ask dad's acquaintances to help with your wedding preparations so you don't have to bother organizing them both."

Mark finally got out of the private room that is now officially Selli's room, leaving Reynald and his daughter there.

Reynald looked at Selly.

Selly looked at Reynald.

The two still do not believe they are getting married.

"Wait a minute, this must be a dream." Selly tried to break his hand. "Awh." But pain. That means it's not a dream.

Reynald laughed amusedly at Selly's adorable behavior.

"Why?" reynald asked as he thrust his face, approaching the woman who would now be his wife. "You think this is a dream?"

Selly tried to hold her breath as Reynald's face was barely spaced with his.

"Prepare, soon our position will be reversed." Reynald's gaze was so sharp towards the slightly brownish Netra Selly. "I will not serve you anymore. But you're the one who's gonna have to serve all my requests."

Teg

Selly's pulse stopped flowing as Reynald said so. Whatdoes thatmean?

Serving?

Who does he think he is?

Why should Selly serve him?

"Haha." Reynald withdrew and could not help his laughter when he saw the change in the face of the woman before him. "I was just kidding. Don't be that serious." His laughter almost filled the entire room.  "Yes, get some rest! I'll wait for you outside. Call me if you need anything."

***

After washing her body under the shower, Natalie also dried her hair using a towel. But this way is not so efficient. Hairdryer seems to be going faster, inwardly.

But where does he keep that stuff? Natalie forgot the last time she used it because of the feeling she kept it in the closet.

Could it be that she forgot, or that her household assistant had misplaced her while tidying up the bedroom.

Natalie opened the drawers in the room.

While opening a drawer next to the mattress, he found a paper wrapped in a neat envelope. The inscription on the letterhead is 'Religious Court'

"What is this letter?" his inner. The curious Natalie finally opened the envelope. Luckily the envelope wasn't sealed, so Natalie could fold it back after reading it without Nicholas knowing she had opened it.

***

"I know I was wrong. But I promise, I'll fix everything."

Nicholas is still trying to seduce the man whose current status is his in-laws.

"Can't! anyway you should immediately divorce Natalie for whatever reason" Thomas asserted. "I don't want my son to be more tormented by living too long with a man who never loved him."

"I love him."

"Lied!!!" screeches Thomas. "It was clear a few days ago that you told me that you married my daughter just to avenge you, why now you suddenly say you love her so much?"

"Promise remains promise. You must fulfill it immediately." Thomas stood up from his seat. He no longer wanted to hear any excuses from his daughter-in-law. It was enough all this time that he let his daughter be tormented because of her marriage. Thomas no longer wants Natalie tormented more than now.

"Three more days! your time is nothing more than that" Thomas said as he walked away from his meeting place with Nicholas.

"Murghhh." Nicholas ruffled his hair in frustration. He no longer knows what to do. On the one hand he wants to keep his household relationship with Natalie, but on the one hand he has also promised his father to return his daughter.

Besides, isn't this good for her. If she divorces Natalie, it means she can focus on her treatment.

"But can I live without it?"

Nicholas dropped his head on the table. Luckily the room was a VIP room, so no one saw Nicholas crying there.

Brakkkk

He kicked down the table in front of him, spilling all the sadness he had so far suffered. He was tormented alone, without any support that could help him a little relieve his sadness.

"Arghhhh, WHY SHOULD THIS AGONY LOVE YOU, NATALIE!!!"

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Hall :

Divorce Lawsuit

To

Yth.

XXX Religious Court Chair

in-place

We are

signed below :

(Complete Biodata of Nicholas Jhonson)

With

respectfully, the Plaintiff filed for divorce against my wife:

(Complete Biodata of Natalie Watson)

Subsequent

called as Defendant.

.......

.......

.......

Thus

in response to the lawsuit, the plaintiff thanked.

Respectfully

Plaintiff, plaintiff,

Nicholas Jhonson

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Natalie slumped on the bed, as she finished reading the letter.

Her tears were broken without excuse. His heart had been crushed so much that he could not resist this bitter reality.

"Nicholas is really going to divorce me."

***

"Mahaha ... Apparently, up until now you haven't realized that Nicholas never loved you completely."

"And one more thing! Sooner or later Nicholas will divorce you when he doesn't need you anymore."

***

Jennifer's words were back in her mind.

"It turns out Jenni was right. Nicholas had already prepared all these letters."

Hearing footsteps, Natalie hastily folded the letter. He tidied it up and put it in the drawer. Wiping away her tears, then taking a deep breath.

"OK, fine. It's gonna be okay, isn't it?" Natalie's trying to neutralize herself. But it can't.

Her tears are back. He can't lie to his feelings. He's heartbroken.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" ask Helena who came with a glass of warm chocolate.

Helena came and found Natalie crying over her face with both hands on the bed.

Seeing Helena coming, Natalie rushed out of the room.

"Miss!" call Helena. But the woman ignored the call. He kept running. Wherever he could shed the pain in his heart.

"Although for thousands of years I have been preparing for this day, it is not as easy to let go of someone you love so much as to remove a bird from its cage." Natalie Watson's

To be continued