Marrying a Mysterious Man

Marrying a Mysterious Man
Punishment For Asten



Amel and Monic turned to each other in fear, then their gazes seemed to float towards Asten.


Asten looked at him with a sinister look full of threats, as if saying that they should lie.


“Be careful of them, if they reveal the truth I will not hesitate to kill both!” abraham murmured in the heart.


“You two, quickly tell the truth! Don't be afraid, I'm here with you!” baker.


Amel and Monic looked at each other again. Cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the two, even their hands clenched tightly to the uniform skirt she wore. Both are very scared. Escape the confusion, between having to be honest or better lie to save yourself from the cruelty of Asten. But, if they lie, then maybe Baker will fire them.


Amel and Monic are fighting each other.


“B-well, sir, I will be honest according to what happened last night,” said Amel was really nervous and scared.


“Damn it! How dare this boy talk like that!” aten's mind, both of Asten's eyes glared more perfectly, making Amel and Monic who saw him more frightened like seeing a demon.


“J-so, that night ... Madam Asten told me to pour the medicine on all the food belonging to Miss Shira. I said that Miss Asten was a vitamin for pregnant people, so I immediately sprinkled the medicine in all the food belonging to Miss Shira, but after the incident Mr. Jackson entered the hospital, he said, as if i-it was not a pregnant vitamin, but—” Amel's words hang, he was confused what to say, because Amel did not know that it was a drug penggugur gynec. He could not guess it just like that, because he was not a person who could know about drugs just like that.


“Play what huh?! Do you want to slander me?!” sten shouted so annoyed.


“Sorry, Madam, s-me and my friend did not mean to defame, you, just how could the food we made together be toxic just because of the vitamins of pregnant women. If it is true that the vitamins of pregnant women are unlikely Mr. Jackson entered the hospital,” said Monic defended Amel.


Asten clenched both of his hands. He was so furious with the two servants that he thought he was very ignorant of himself.


Asten showed me the bottle of medicine he was holding. “See this! Are you guys going to blame me for this bottle of medicine?! Just check there to the pharmacy, this drug is a pregnant vitamin, nothing, anyway I might have the heart to hurt my own daughter-in-law!” sten's jolt is getting angry.


“Shut!” baker shouted so emotionally.


“That's enough, Asten! If it is true that you gave this medicine bottle to this servant, then this has proven that you are guilty!” sternly Bakar, looked with anger at Asten.


Asten was shocked to hear it. “Ke-why do you blame me, My Husband?”


“Because you were found guilty! Although the bottle is a bottle of vitamin pregnant women, but the content in it is not a vitamin! You think you can fool me huh?!”


Asten bought both eyes. It turned out that her husband had already found out the contents in the medicine bottle.


“No! I didn't fool you. Well I admit, I was jealous of your daughter-in-law, but that doesn't mean I could hurt her let alone harm her while she was pregnant like that. Why are you so easy to accuse me, my husband?! Did you never think, maybe the contents in this bottle have expired, or maybe someone else deliberately wanted to frame me and slander me?” said Asten gave an argument that enough to load Baker so sick of hearing it.


“Who wants to slander you huh?!” baker shouted as he raised his hand near his ear. Even the old man's hands seemed to tremble slightly as a result of over-holding the emotions in his chest.


Asten looked back at Monic and Angel. “You both deliberately want to slander me ‘kan?! Oh yeah, I know you two hate me so much because I'm chatty and tell you guys a lot. But, why must this dirty way of you slander me?! You guys really do not know yourself!” said Asten who was now crying. Dramatize all this.


Amel and Monic grew increasingly panicked and frightened. “T-not like that Madam, swear to God, we never had the slightest intention to slander the Madam, let alone up to this,” said Amel, this woman also looked frightened until both eyes began to emit a clear liquid that had been fostered since.


“Argh!!! Nevermind! Don't dramatize all this, Asten!” baker shouted increasingly annoyed at the cheap drama being done by his wife.


“You two, go. Continue your work! I'm really fed up with the people in this house!” baker exclaimed, shaking his waist while pacing back and occasionally looking up so tired he was in a situation that often made him annoyed.


Baker walked back to Asten. “Remember Asten! Starting today, I will be revoking all your facilities for the next month! No shopping, no exiting, no cars, credit cards, online shopping or whatever! I really punished you!”


“What!” Instantly, Asten's tears stopped as soon as her husband said a sacred thing that might make him slumped and stressed.


“You can't seem like that to me, My husband!” his yell.


“Can! Because I set the rules in this house. And remember you're just my wife, I just need to spare you enough, without spoiling you!” baker pointed at Asten's face.


The woman fell silent, looking at her husband's angry face.


“No! I don't want to! You want me to go crazy in this house because of your ban!” sten's screams began to not know themselves and solicit.


“Better you crazy, than sane life but brain not used!”


“Already, tonight I won't sleep here!” baker shouted and walked out of the room.


Asten was still glued in place, he clenched his hands together with an increasingly burning emotional turmoil in his heart.


“Aish! You fuckin' servants! Because of them, I lost my facility!” his growl bit his molar strongly. Until the veins on his forehead also appear so emotional.


Baker, coming down the stairs, called out to the guard he happened to pass by.


“Guard!” he shouted so loudly, memekin in the ears of the three guards who were quietly in the middle room.


“Siap, Mr.” The three guards approached Baker.


“Key of this house, do not let Asten out of this house, even just set foot on the terrace, lest he escape! You guys got it?!” his screams were still full of emotion.


“Ready, okay, Sir!”


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