Naughty Sugar's
[10] Not Wanting to Get Married
ELENA POV
I still don't understand what's going on in my life. I just knew that in a matter of days, I would marry the man who accused my father of murder. I was trapped in a golden cage; a mansion that even in my dreams, I never wanted to enter again.
“Nona, it's dinner time. The master has not come home yet and he told Miss to eat first.”
I turned my body around and Tina held my left arm like I was a sick person. I was so traumatized by what happened a month ago. It was like not believing that anyone would intentionally want to kill me. Every time I keep thinking about whether I was born a bad person? Is it in life this time, I'm getting his karma?
“Nona Elena you look very unwell. You seem to be losing a lot of weight. Sir is very worried about you,” said Allya, a woman who is the same age as me. Besides Tina, Allya was entrusted by Max to serve me.
I am like the queen of this house, but the queen who has no life.
“Nona, please eat a lot. In a few days you will be married to Mr. Max,” said Allya prepared many side dishes in my plate, but I was not tasteful. I'm afraid this food contains poison. I want to go home.
A moment of silence filled our space of time. Either I am busy with my own thoughts or those who do not want to speak with my strange attitude. But Allya seemed to pull back myself who could not think of focusing on the surrounding situation.
“Nona, are you okay?” allya asked holding my hand and suddenly somehow I felt like crying because remembering the warmth of Allya's hand was the same as with Sister Irene. I miss my house. I want to go home.
“Bi! Non Elena seems to be unwell, how is this?” allya's voice panicked as soon as I pulled his body into the embrace.
I really want to go home!
“What is this storm?” at first glance I heard a heavy voice that I was very familiar with.
Max, Bi Tina said the man didn't come home soon, but why is he here now? I hate his voice so much. I hate his embrace at night. I hate seeing his face. I hate his touch. I hate all her gentle treatment that I don't know for myself if there's any hidden intent behind all this.
“Master! You home? I guess you're really going home late at night,” I heard Tina's voice well and before long my body was raised bridal-style with someone.
Max's scent was on my nose, nothing changed with this fragrance. Max's perfume was made according to his personality. He said that this man is the one in power. No matter if others don't like it. He will always do whatever he wants at all costs.
“Tina, deliver porridge and vitamins to the room,” he said and I felt my body that he carried with ease.
Slowly, I stopped my crying. As soon as Max dropped off on the bed. He immediately lay down beside me. Pulling our chest blankets.
“Why cry?” ask at a very close distance.
Our faces were face to face and Max pushed my hair behind my ears. He gently wiped my tears; further erasing our distance.
“Your body is getting lighter and you're crying like a baby. How long have you been ignoring me, Sugar. I'm so worried about you,” he said either it sounded like a deep outpouring of his heart or he was just pretending to care about me.
“Why are you worried about me? Am I not just your doll? I'm just your lying game?” ask her.
“Do you like someone? Handsome man riding or prince with his bodyguard?”
I don't know what he's talking about, but it seems like he's trying to guess why I didn't respond to his kiss. Maybe he thought I already had someone in my heart. If so, I'll make Max think of it that way. Who knows, this might help me in the future.
“Handsome horseback riding,” answered me origin and of course I caught something I had never seen before from a Max.
His eyes were teary and his jaw was hardened. His face that had looked calm, was now flushed red as if showing his anger.
“It turns out your type is low,” is tight. “But I will be your handsome horseman,” he said which I know is a warning that I cannot play with fire with him.
“Max, I want to change our agreement,” I said out of nowhere, but I really want to change my agreement with him. I don't want to be stuck in his life. I don't like it! I want to go home! I'm sick of him! I want to live with the man I love!
“You mean?” tanyakanya.
“I've been thinking about our marriage that wouldn't be possible to be happy, but I'm aware that my debt to you is huge. But I have one request!”
He raised his eyebrows as a question mark.
“I want you to make me a boutique. I'll pay your debt as soon as possible. So we don't need to get married because you can go back to your own life and I don't need to be your puppet. I will definitely pay all my debts, including the cost of creating a boutique,” I said seriously, while Max just looked at me without saying anything.
For a moment I was scared. His face looked unfriendly and this time it was not just his face that was red. His eyes also implied that he did not like to be regulated. He obviously did not like my request.
“You think, here you have control?” his voice was very slow.
Then he got up from his bed, stood at the side of the bed with his waist.
“I want a boy as my successor. After getting what I want, we get divorced!”
The deg!
“Max! Can't! We can't be together! I don't want to marry you! They're gonna hurt me more. I'm afraid! I don't want to die! I want to go home! I beg!”
Max doesn't seem to care. He left me and closed the room very tightly. I ran towards the door and moved the door hinge which turned out to be Max's key from the outside! I knocked as hard as I could for Max to open, but still nothing. I don't know when, I'm gonna have to live with that jerk. Every day my life will not be at ease thinking of tomorrow, perhaps not with poison anymore, but with something more painful.
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