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Behave Less Teachfully

Dara walked beside Ellard to the front door of the mansion, the woman thrusting her hand immediately greeted with a helping hand Ellard.

"Be careful dear and go home quickly" said Dara while kissing the back of the man's hand.

"Definitely" Ellard answered and then kissed Dara's head.

"If anything happens, let me know immediately. Understood?!"

Dara nodded then her eyes were puffed up when suddenly Ellard***** her lips.

"Smart woman" Ellard said as he patted her on the head making a reddish tinge appear on his wife's cheeks.

"I'll go first. It won't take long to just finish half Darren's errands and go straight home"

"Awwshhh" Ellard choked in surprise as Dara pinched her waist.

"Daddy darling. You will also be a father, I do not want if our son is brash like you" said Dara then entered the mansion leaving Ellard who was fixated with his behavior just now.

"Who's wife is she? how dare I say I'm insolent" Ellard shook her head slowly while chuckling then got into the car.

***

"Where's Mad?" Ellard asked as the car walked out of the Walton mansion.

"Master Mad said there's some business, sir. Mr. Mad will follow to the company after his business is done" the driver replied firmly.

"What he wants to finish now" Ellard said, leaning his back and closing his eyes.

Ellard knew, the business Mad had must be very important because the man immediately intervened to do it himself. And Ellard wondered what it was that made Mad finish it himself.

''Master are you okay? you don't look healthy today'' asked the driver while glancing at the lapel.

'' I'm just a little dizzy'' he replied as he massaged his temple.

''What do I need to say Mr Mad, sir?'' said the driver was suddenly anxious, he reduced the speed of the car preparing to stop his vehicle.

''No need, I'll just go to the office for a while and go straight home"

''Alright sir''

***

While at the dimansion, Dara climbed the stairs to her room. He smiled deeply at Ellard's behavior. It looks like her pregnant mother's mood is doing well today. When heading to the last rung of stairs from above suddenly someone pulled his hand and then a hand landed on his cheek loudly making a sensation of pain and heat radiating simultaneously.

Plakk

Dara held her own cheeks and then turned her head back, below which Violla stood with a face full of anger staring fiercely at Dara.

''What do you mean Violla?''

''Basic ******!!''

Violla again raised her hand intending to slap Dara's cheek, Dara who realized it was clutching tightly to Vio's wrist made the woman growl in anger.

''What do you mean Vio?!'' Dara slightly raised her tone, Violla was surprised and then neutralized the look on her face.

"Are you happy to snatch something from someone else huh?! you took Ell from me and now? do you want to be the hostess too?. Dara, it seems you're too greedy for the size of a lowly person like you"

"You should be aware of your position Dara. Walton's a distinguished family, do you want to shit this family with your son?"

Plaques

This time it was not Violla who slapped Dara but quite the opposite. Violla's head was right, she saw Dara with a look of disbelief.

"You slapped me ******?!"

Plaques

Dara gave another slap on Vio's right cheek, "I might accept if you lower myself Vio. But not for my son, I will never let anyone humble him even when he has not been born into this world"

Vio smiled sinisterly as he held onto his cheek, "Oh huh? what if the child is not born?"

"What do you mean?!"

"I'll kill you both!"

"You-akhhh"

Position and situation that is very unsafe, they are on top of which if one of them falls will be very fatal.

That's all Dara can do. The woman closed her eyes ready to accept the pain she was going to get. He only hopes that the fetus that is contained will still survive even though he doubts whether his life is safe.

Bruck

A masculine scent with a field chest order is perfect for a man. An ocean-wide chest caught Dara's body carrying the woman into her arms.

Dara opened her eyes and looked up at the man who was helping her.

"M-madrick" Violla's lips quivered as she mentioned her name. Whether consciously or not his body slowly went along with the cold heat when he saw the sharp eyes like piercing his heart.

"What are you guys doing?!"

Ellard was on the lower floor seeing Dara being needed Mad as her eyes flashed with anger.

Mad with her flat face raised Dara's body holding her down. Dara was surprised, she even widened her eyes as the man suddenly lifted his body. Wanting to resist and rebel but his body lacked strength, he was still limp from almost losing his fetus or even his life.

"MAID!" ellard shouted from below while clenching his hand. Dara who heard that instantly closed her eyes, Ell's screams actually echoed in the guest room.

At the last step Mad lowered Dara's body carefully. The man looked towards Ellard who was currently staring angrily at him. Mad lowered his head an apology sign then walked quickly up.

Mad's wide steps led him towards the direction where Violla was standing rigidly looking at the man. Up in front of Vio, Mad clasped the woman's wrist tightly making her grimace in pain.

"M-mad" muttered Vio desperately as he felt his left hand numb and even turn blue.

Mad pulled violently Violla's hand making the woman walk down the stairs. Contrary to the reverse when the man treated Dara earlier. He did not even see if Violla was walking properly or not.

Mad pushed Violla's hand as she reached the bottom floor. Due to the man's fierce push, Violla fell to the floor.

Dara closed her eyes seeing the incident, she did not expect that the expressionless flat-faced man was capable of violence to a woman.

Violla cried while looking at Ellard hoping that the man would help her. But the expected only saw him without any intention of leaving his position.

"Young master, there's something I want to tell you" Mad said.

"I'm going to kill you for touching my wife carelessly" instead of answering, the man threatened Mad instead. Looks like it's still stuck in Ellard's mind.

"I'm sorry young master, you can punish me as much as you do after the young master gets rid of the venomous snake in the dimension" Mad said, looking intently at Violla.

"What do you mean?"

Mad looked towards the side of the pillar, there stood two people in black. One of them went towards Mad while carrying a laptop in his hand.

Mad took the laptop and opened it, pointing it at Ellard. A vidio lasting about five minutes was able to make the blood in Ellard's body boil.

Ellard turned to look at Violently towards Violla who was currently shaking her head while looking at her begging for mercy. Ellard then walked towards Dara who was still standing in her position.

"Are you okay? Is anyone hurt?" ask Ellard when he gets in front of Dara. The man gently stroked Dara's flushed cheeks.

"No, I'm fine, baby. Now we go to the room" said Dara covering her anxiety, she also saw the vidio and now Dara is sure Ellard will lose control of Violla. She just didn't want Ellard to take the wrong action, she was pregnant and didn't want her husband to be involved in anything bad.

Ellard stroked Dara's head and then turned to the left, "You guys, between Dara in the room" said Ellard who immediately refused by shaking his head. Some of the female maids who saw the incident behind the glass window were shocked then quickly approached their young mistress.

"Ell-"

"According Dara. I'm going to go to the room" Ellard said, then crouched down to kiss his wife's stomach.

"Don't make your mama difficult baby" said Ellard slowly then stood up to ask his wife to go back to the room.

Dara once again wanted to refuse but saw Ellard's face that had reddened even the veins on her neck slightly protruded a sign if the man tried hard to control his emotions.

Dara nodded, walking up the stairs followed by two female maids behind her.

"Don't take the stairs, take the elevator" Ellard said as Dara walked past Violla, who was still sitting on the floor.

When Dara was about to turn around suddenly Violla took a sharp object that she had slipped on her tight jeans.

Violla's fear of being lost was replaced with anger at seeing how everyone treated Dara who should have been hers.

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