LOVE & VENGEANCE
The fair price!
“You're surprised to see me standing here, hmm?”
Anshell walked over where Aretha stood. The woman seemed surprised by his sudden arrival on her wedding day.
Aretha tries to keep her sanity with Anshell's arrival to her hometown. He knew Anshell's arrival here was certainly another goal.
Where the man is so scary makes Darren seriously injured even disabled.
Anshell with his arrogance now stood face to face with Aretha without breaking eye contact.
“Why did you come to my village, An?”
Aretha did not give an answer to Anshell's question, but the woman chose to ask about the peculiarity of the man before her.
“Can't it not be your arrival so far from town to this village just to congratulate me?!”
The corner of Anshell's lips was attracted to form a sardonic smile without reducing the sharp eyes that seemed to want to tear apart the village girl in front of him.
“You are indeed intelligent Aretha.”
The man smiled faintly. “My arrival here of course I want to help you— out of here—”
Aretha squeezed her hands together tightly, something unpleasant even infiltrated her heart.
“Remove you from the old man's snare.”
Anshell's eyes stared intently at the hatred that was now very real in the murderous child.
Anshell's grudge grew to become one in which she recalled how her grandfather and sister were brutally murdered by Aretha's late parents.
Anshell witnesses how her loved ones were treated vilely by Aretha's parents.
While Aretha in front was breathing in a breath of tightness, there was no Anshell she had ever known again.
Those beautiful eyes were looking at him with an implied hatred that he did not know what he had done.
Aretha smiled bitterly as some thoughts came that her braking would save her and take her away from this wedding.
Aretha who knows how the power of a Stone, certainly will not be doubted, right?
Anshell knows everything.
Again, Aretha thought hard with the look of Anshell's eyes.
“I will save you who are in danger of becoming the fifteenth wife!”
“Of course there are conditions, right?” asked Aretha who was called softly by the man.
This is how the village girl who always knew the purpose of her arrival and her purpose came here.
“Of course all this is not free is not it?”
“Yes, you are right. Nothing is free in this world, Aretha!”
Aretha hela breathes softly. “What are the terms and what are the advantages you give of all this? You have answered it not if none of this is free?”
Anshell rubbed his chin as if the man was thinking on terms and advantages for the village girl in front of him.
“Married me!”
The deg!
Aretha's eyeballs were rounded wide with gaping mouths looking at Anshell with a look of disbelief. Though the words had stopped in Aretha's ear several times.
“A-whatever?”
“Married to me, Aretha,” Anshell said as if repeating a word.
Anshell is one step ahead. “I will help you to repay your uncle's debt from the old man.
“My debt, many An.”
“Ck! even if I can still pay for it, Aretha.”
Ah—Aretha always forgets who is now standing before her, Anshell Damarion Stone a Heir of the Stone Family.
“Yes, I know it. 5 billion right?” sela Anshell fast.
There is nothing that does not know from the powerful man, the man came all the way here there can not be nothing, right?
“I'll pay for it. I'll help with your Grandma's medical expenses. I will send your son to school even I will pay for tumor surgery and treatment of your ailing aunt in the city.”
Aretha took a deep breath. “Please don't twist again, Anshell. There's no way an Anshell Damarion Stone would ask to marry a country girl like me after what you did to Darren. Giving all this of course there is your bad intention is not?”
“You are indeed smart jallang!” anshell whispered right in Aretha's ear.
“I married you because I needed something from you. You will be the wife of an Anshell Stone and live in my hell.”
Aretha's chest rumbled hot. “Are you deaf, huh?”
The man clucked his tongue, all this time no one had licked himself. “I told you I gave up? I no longer wish for you?”
“Really?” exclaimed Anshell with a deliberately surprised expression.
“You would rather marry that old man than me?”
Aretha silence. “Please don't play me, An! I know you keep things to me. I know how you rejected the terms from me.”
Talking to Aretha wins exhausting and full of emotion.
“But I will marry you legally as well as religiously. But—”
Aretha snorted resentfully, why is it always there but in every sentence of the man. “No parties and also no blessing of my parents!”
“What is one of the terms?”
Anshell gave a slow nod. “Then others?”
Aretha hoped that the answer would be just that, even if later she would stay in Anshell's hell.
“Give me one of your kidneys. I need one of your healthy kidneys!” her door.
“Whataah?” aretha exclaimed loudly listening to the man's words.
“Are you crazy, huh? marrying me just to ask for one of my kidneys?”
Aretha incubated the filtration of the true Ansel properties turning one hundred and eighty degrees.
Aretha no longer recognized Anshell. “Not that it's a decent reward for 5 billion dollars along with everything else, hmm? You should have been lucky Alea.”
“Why did you become like this, An?” Aretha looked sadly. There was no gentle gaze that Aretha had seen all this time there was no charming smile that the man had always given her.
His anshell now truly resembled a demon. “I don't have time to argue with you anymore, Alana. We married a contract. Six months is enough no, after that you will be free from me!”
“Fuck you, An!”
“That's a great price for one of your kidneys!”
