My Cruel Husband's

Night of pain (revision)

Lovi enters the mansion's kitchen. He saw many servants struggling with cooking, considering that dinner time was coming soon.

"Miss, what do you need?" said Sery then approached Lovi.

"No, I just want to cook with you guys,"

"Miss, don't be here. Mr. Devan would be upset to see Miss in the kitchen,"

Lovi smiled miris. He wanted to laugh at Sery's words. Even when he dies, Devan won't care.

Sery was only worried that Devan was furious when he saw Lovi who intervened directly to cook. While many servants can do it.

"I'm tired of being quiet. So I better help you guys,"

Lovi grabbed a carrot and some vegetables that were located on the kitchen table. Sery held his arm.

"Miss, don't do that. It's better for Miss to wait for Mister in the room. Soon the master will arrive,"

What did Sery just say? Does she think her marriage is okay? where the wife waited for her husband's return in the room, then they knit sweet love.

That won't happen in lovi's married life. They are united for painful reasons.

"Miss has helped me clean the mansion upstairs" said one of them.

Yeah, and it'll be Lovi's favorite. Rather than he just daydreaming in the room, it was better to do something useful.

"So Miss also helped me clean up the mansion library,"

They seemed to race to say the goodness of Lovi. The servants simply did not expect the kindness of a Miss who was happy to help with their work.

"I'll just cut a carrot then" Lovi broke up.

Sery can no longer hold Lovi. He let Lovi do whatever he wanted.

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The atmosphere at the dining table was silent. Only the clang of the spoon sounded. Rena called Netta.

"Tell Lovi for dinner now!" rena's word to Netta.

Netta looked down for a moment.

"So I asked her to come down, Madam, but Miss Lovi refused. He will eat later" replied Netta.

Devan was busy with his dinner as if he hadn't heard something he should have done. As a husband, he should pay more attention to Lovi.

Rena sighed softly while nodding, She hinted Netta to come back.

**********

Devan has just enjoyed a few bottles of alcohol at the bar table. The state of the mansion is deserted.No longer Rena will protest with her habits before going to bed.

It felt enough, Devan began to walk out of the dining room area with staggered steps.

BRAAAKKK

"Armgh!" Devan brings Little Lovi's body back to the bed and traps her with the energy. Devan's sharp eyes look red and faint. His mouth was incessantly cursing at Lovi.

"Master, let go of me!" Lovi did not realize that his tone had increased a sign that he was very afraid. He tried to remove Devan's hand from his body.

"YOU'RE QUIET!" The impact made Lovi shook his head slowly to dispel the grout water that would drip in a moment. Lovi was really struck by fear that Devan would do something that would hurt him even more.

"Sir, please let me go. Sir is drunk," Lovi's voice is almost gone.

"It's none of your business! Whether I'm drunk or not is none of your business!" He hissed furiously.

"SIR!" Lovi can no longer control himself. He stared at Devan with his wet eyes.

"YOU DARE SCREAM IN FRONT OF ME?!"

The heat immediately spread around Lovi's smooth cheeks. Until the white skin turned into reddish.is not a red blush that makes the appearance more attractive, but red that makes everyone feel sorry for the fate that befell Lovi.

Lovi rubbed his face while looking at Devan deeply. Until when Devan treated her like this. He tried to find the answer in Devan's still-lighted eyes.

Devan no longer cares about everything, he has been dominated by the passion that had been held back. He tried to avoid the women who would relentlessly tease him during his time at his nightclub. He thought, It's a shame that he had to miss the little***** in his house. He doesn't want to lose. The three billion he has spent must satisfy him.

The girl was only wearing Piam but the shit was looking sexy in Devan's eyes. He never felt burned like this by his own passion.

"I don't want to. Please let me go, sir!" As much as Lovi's tears, Devan won't care.What's in her handsome brain right now is, satisfying her passion.

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Looks like tonight Devan's throat is really going to burn. Because after struggling with Lovi, he again thirsty for intoxicating drinks.

Devan went to the bar. Devan needs a nice place. Spending a few bottles of champagne at the nightclub, it doesn't seem like a problem.

Devan felt he made a mistake. But he himself was also confused what mistake made him not calm like this?

"Two bottles" Devan told one of the bar's male bartenders.

Devan stared briefly at the women who had been watching him since.

"What's? what do you see of me?" devan asked, not relaxing. They're all coughed. Goddamnit! Devan was able to embarrass them.

"I don't like women like them. They should have stayed home. What are they looking for here?!" he muttered as he sighed in disgust.

Devan does love a place full of frenzied nights like this. But seeing the woman coming to him, he seemed to be inexhaustible. They should stay at home instead of showing off their bodies in clothes that are far from polite.

"Elea is the best girl for me. He is my angel" he whispered to himself.

"Please, Master,"

The bartender presents two champagne in front of Devan. Devan just nodded without saying anything.

"There are still some bottles, right? I need a lot of champagne tonight,"

Devan felt the need to forget about the incident. Such a way makes him a coward. And for the first time he felt that something was breaking the bottom of his heart. It creates a wall of guilt.