LOVE & VENGEANCE

Revenge!

 “So this kidney is for him?”

Aretha clenched her lips tightly, looking to the side where the husband was.

The man was even still as cool as he spoke, never to guess who the man was talking to from his gentle, spoiled tone and such laughter Aretha already knew.

“He's in pain?” aretha said in heart.

Aretha sat on the edge of the bed with a chest that felt tight, even her mind had not stopped thinking about the husband who asked for one kidney.

“You cry, hmm?”

The voice made Aretha lift her gaze, she took a slow breath while wiping away the tears that had been falling for some time.

The man who was none other than Anshell Stone swung his steps toward the wife.

Yes, Anshell is the winner. The man managed to marry Aretha with as much as he could threaten the village girl until he was willing to fight with the rich old man in this village to get Aretha.

Getting only to avenge the death of his loved ones.

“Do you now regret marrying me?”

Anshell pulled Aretha's chin so that the woman looked at him, not bowed and mutely not answering her question.

“You will live a good and joyful life of Aretha's treasure. I will guarantee all your needs as well as those around you.”

Anshell smiled triumphantly at the black bead of the opponent's bruised eyes that looked at her with both wet eyes.

“Darren has already left for America for treatment. The situation of the daughter of the jallang was developed a few days is quite improved and I am sure she will recover even if it costs a large fee.”

Anshell looked up at the guts tightening her grip.

“I bore it and I gave a big tander to Toby.

“The cost of treatment Your grandmother and also your aunt I have covered. Are you still crying like this, hmm?”

“You should be happy right?”

Anshell threw out Aretha's chin until the tiny body fell flat on the bed.

Aretha hurriedly got up and sat back down.

“Now it's my turn to ask for my rights!”

Aretha frowned, one of her hands again wiped her tears violently.

“You have to give up one of your kidneys and—”

Aretha crossed her hands on her chest tightly. “Your body!”

The tall man approached the mattress where Aretha's face was so panicked.

“You know. I can't promise your Grandma the one who asked me to make you happy. No—”

Anshell. Again and again Aretha was silent and tears were falling on her cheeks as an answer.

“But I will be running the role of a good husband for you!”

In Aretha's heart he laughed out loud. “Good husband?” aretha murmured in the heart.

“If he will play the role of a good husband it is impossible to ask for one kidney,” Inner Aretha.

“You shouldn't have responded to my grandmother's words. You also do not have to promise anyone.”

You guys?

Anshell tightens his jaw when listening to your call.

“This wedding is just a piece of agreement paper and also a contract. Six months isn't it?” aretha asked as she stared at Anshell's beautiful bead of eyes.

“Good. I will also play your good wife for the next six months!”

‘He's Kake's killer and your brother, Anshell. Never have a little heart in the woman in front of you. And remember one more thing—’

Anshell sharpened his gaze. “She's the son of Sister An's killer. Remember that!” anshell's little heart word recalls a new fact in which Aretha is the daughter of a killer nun An the wife of her uncle.

“No happy word, Aretha! Your daily life will be like hell after this.

“You're not who I am even if I'm legally married. Remember your status is not who I am!” anshell said as he pressed down on each sentence.

Shocked Aretha?

Where did the man who came to her and asked to help love her go?

Where did the man who had been saying love go?

What is all that, FAKE?

Is it because a misunderstanding with Darren makes Anshell like this?

What's with those beautiful eyes that Aretha likes?

“Why isn't there a dear look that the man has been giving her all this time? All Anshell looks like he hates.

The man is seen harboring a grudge that Aretha does not know what he has done to the man.

“Why have you changed so drastically, An?” aretha's voice sounded soft, not like it was full of annoyance and pain.

“What Anshell I know now has no conscience?” ask Aretha while staring at the beautiful bead of the husband.

The man tightened his jaw. “No! My conscience is now dead when I find out who you are, Aretha.”

Aretha's ball jerked and rounded wide. What does that guy mean?

“I just found out you're the daughter of a murderer! Your mother killed my grandfather and my sister.

“Your father almost killed my daddy. You know why I'm acting like this, Aretha Maharanie?”

Aretha clenched her lips tightly, either a fact let alone one that should be known today.

“Both my parents are killers?”

“Yes! You don't know, hmm?”

Aretha took a deep breath as she closed her eyes. What else is there to accept this time?

Anshell pulled the corner of her lips. “Rest! Tomorrow we go back to the city.

“You have to do a medical check up to follow a series of kidney donors!”

“There's no way my dad and my mom are killers, An! You must be wrong!” elak Aretha's.

He knew that his two parents would not be that cruel to people.

Andini the mother is a good woman as well as the father who had left her first is a good man.

It could not have been if both of his parents were murderers as alleged by the man in front of him.

“Ck! I have a lot of hard evidence about who your parents are.

“So, self-defense can not change what both your parents have done,” Anshell replied.

“So you married me just for revenge?” aretha asked, now she knows the true nature of Anshell Stone.

“Yes, that's right!”

Anshell turned body. “Sleep. I don't want the test results tomorrow to be inappropriate.

“One kidney from a killer child must be taken to save one life right?”

“Actually for whom is my kidney?” Aretha dared to ask even though she already knew the answer.

Anshell looked over for a moment. “Bury your curiosity, Aretha!”

“What is this for Lalisa?” ask Aretha again, guessing.

Anshell took a slow breath. “Why should I be the one you choose?

“Why should I be the one you choose to suffer? Is it all because both my parents are killers?”

“Yes. That's one of them. You deserve to live with Aretha!

"I swear by anything to see you live a normal life like this, it's not worth what your parents did to my family.

"Your suffering is a joy to me!”

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