My Husband, Don't Know Me.

My Husband, Don't Know Me.
CHAPTRE 67




" So, your king asked you to divorce because of me? " Task Isis.


Johannes nodded, telling him everything he had talked to Tristan.


Johannes recounts how Tristan told him to, and what reason he used.


When Isis heard all the stories from Johannes she was very depressed, she felt that she was useless as crown prince.


" John, why am I useless as crown prince, am I worthy to be crown prince? but the support I have no. " Isis muttered after hearing Johannes's story.


Johannes had already guessed that Isis would blame him.


" It's useless if you keep complaining like that, you better try to find a way out. " Said Johannes.


" I'm going to beg my father that you don't divorce your wife. If that happens, put where my face is. " Say Isis.


Johannes who heard Isis's words he did not agree, Johannes did not want Isis to ask Tristan for her sake.


" Don't beg. Even if he's your king and father, you can't humble yourself for my sake. " John forbid.


Isis with a confused face she spoke.


" And what should I do? " Task Isis.


" We should talk to Rafaelo, the mad prince who is the reason for all this trouble. " Said Johannes.


Isis who heard the name Rafaelo, she furrowed her brows.


" From your story, it seems like Rafaelo has been eyeing you for a long time, he even knows that vow. " Say Isis.


" Yes, he knew that from the servant who was in this residence. " Johannes already knew that Rafaelo knew the oath from the servant who was in his residence.


| I have to call Eden. | Thought Johannes.


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Veronica Residence.



The underground prison.



The room with dark and stuffy shades, the dungeon where the prisoners were tortured.



There is a male figure with legs and hands tied hanging, eyes covered by a cloth with a body without clothes.



Just the pants he was wearing.



A whip was heard all over the room, a woman in a blue dress filled with bloodstains.


' No!!.....


' Ugh...' Someone's voice whimpering.


' No!!.....


" You must be punished!!.....


' No!!....


' Eughh....


" You have failed in your duty!!...


The woman was so ferociously lunging at every corner of the man's body, the man just whimpered and clenched his hands in pain.


" Begging Rakian!!! hurry up, it's been 4 days!!....


' No!!!....


' Ughhhh!!!!.....


' Huk...'


Blood spurts, bruises, and deep wounds were clearly visible. The man in the handcuffs was none other than Rakian.


And the woman who was as fierce as a monster was Veronica.


" Come quickly beg!!! " Veronica screams like a mental disorder.


With his hands busy punishing Rakian he kept shouting, he wanted Rakian to plead with him.


But Rakian won't, he won't beg a woman like Veronica.


" Haaahh......


" Yeahahh....I'm not begging anymore....


Rakian with a delicate and weak voice opposed Veronica, he did not want to beg even if his body was injured.


" This bastard!!!!......


Veronica gritted her teeth, her eyes widened staring at the figure of Rakian who was in handcuffs with a body full of wounds.


An irritated Veronika, she floated the whip she held tightly.


' Ctak!!No!!No!!.....


" Ugh..." Three shots at once received by Rakian.


" Come quickly beg, do you want to die!!! " Veronica yelled while wagging her hair in annoyance.


" I...don't want to!!.....


Rakian did not give up. Then Veronika, she put the spark, and turned to the hot furnace next to her.


" Oh...


" If you don't want to I'll use another way!!...


Veronica took the iron that had been heated, the iron tip was lit up like hot lead.


The sense of smell could not lie, the burning smell pierced Rakian's nose. He couldn't see what Veronica was doing.


" ......Ugh....what did you take? " Task Rakian with a stingy breath.


Veronica walked towards Rakian, her eyes looking at the hot iron with a veiled intention.


| It's great to see someone in pain like this. | Thought Veronica.


Veronika with the hot iron in her hand, she wanted to use it onto Rakian's body.


Can be imagined what if the iron is attached to a person's skin. Their skin will burn and leave scars.


" Let's play around for a second!! " Say Veronica.


The hand that was holding the hot iron, started to point towards Rakian's back, slowly but surely.


Poor Rakian continued to wonder what Veronica would do, she continued to rebel.


" What are you doing!!! " Shouted Rakian.


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SERIATE