QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)

DON'T LET YOUR GUARD DOWN!

Plaque!

Brachon hit Queena's butt pretty hard, leaving a reddish mark.

"Why do you just shut up, Queen?" Brachon repeats his actions while plunging his property into Queena's.

While Queena just bit her lower lip, and both her hands tightly gripped the back of the sofa. As powerful as she could, Queena restrained herself from making any sound. Queena was already angry and desperate now!

"Are you no longer able to speak?" Brachon retracted his property, then turned Queena's body and stared intently at the woman before him. Queena returned Brachon's sharp gaze, but not a curse let alone the mockery thrown by Queena. The woman speaks only a thousand languages.

"Did I need to poke you with the drug per*ngsang again, so you're aggressive, huh?" Brachon's been clutching under Queena's chin now. The man had also brought his face closer to Queena's face.

"Are you done?" Queena asked with a soft tone and a flat facial expression.

Brachon immediately threw a sharp look full of questions.

"I want to clean up if you're done," Queena said again with a flat facial expression.

"I'm not finished!" Brachon flipped and pushed Queena's body so quickly that she now turned her back to Brachon. But there was no resistance from Queena. Brachon did not end up continuing his action and the man instead clucked repeatedly.

"Suck!" Brachon is upset.

The man flipped Queena's body once again, then pushed it again until Queena was on her back on the sofa.masoh there was no resistance let alone swear and curse from Queena. The woman speaks only a thousand languages. Brachon then mel*mat Queena lips with the intention of provoking Queena emotions. But in vain. Queena still has no expression.

"Why do you just shut up, little wolf!"

"Why not get angry or rebel, huh?" Cecar Brachon demands an answer from Queena.

"Isn't this what you want? Queena who is obedient and resigned to everything you do," replied Queena softly, turning her face away. Brachon snorted, then the man rose from the top of Queena.

"You're making me lose my passion!" Gerrutu Brachon's upset. Brachon then went to the bathroom, leaving Queena who was just staring expressionlessly at the man. Queena picked up one by one her clothes were scattered, then put on the clothes quickly, before Brachon finished bathing.

Just as Brachon came out of the bathroom, Queena was lying on the bed, covered her body with a blanket, and closed her eyes.

"Are you pretending to be asleep?" Decih Brachon opened a large cupboard in Queena's room. Brachon then took his clothes that were stored in Queena's room.

There was no reply from Queena and the woman still closed her eyes.

Brachon who had finished dressing, then approached Queena and mel*mat a glimpse of Queena's lips that look pale.

Waitaminute!

Why did Queena's lips turn pale?

"Queen!" Brachon placed the back of his hand on his forehead and moved to Queena's neck.

A fever!

"Barley!" Vaguely, Brachon could hear Queena muttering Barley's name and calling out to his son.

"Your son is not here, Queen!" Brachon replied annoyedly, grabbing his phone on the nightstand. Brachon dialed the priority number.

"Vincent! Call the doctor!"

"Queen fever!" Brachon's orders were quick and firm. Without waiting for a response from Vincent, Brachon had hung up the phone and then again Queena rattled.

"Barley, I'm sorry Mama!"

"Barley!"

"Barley"

"Barley's not here, Queen!" Brachon is emotionally cupped to the rough face of Queena because the woman did not stop raving while calling out the name of the son.

Brachon stared at Queena's face whose eyes were still closed. But Brachon can also see the clear grains that come down from both corners of the eye Queena.

Yes, Queena was sleeping, delirious, then crying.

And Queena's body just got hotter!

Brachon again grabbed his phone and called Vincent again.

"Why so long? Queen has a high fever now, Vincent! Get the doctor here!" Brachon yelled at Vincent without pause. The man then hung up again, still without waiting for Vincent's answer.

"Basic useless!" Bumpat Brachon was upset, who finally lifted the tubub Queena who had begun to shiver. And the woman's lips kept on messing with Barley's name over and over again.

Brachon carried Queena out of the room, as several bodyguards had already greeted her.

"Prepare the car! What are you all doing, huh?" Brachon shouted at his guards. Vincent has also been moved to Brachon who is still holding Queena.

"Doctor's on his way, Brach! Said doctor-"

"I'll take Queen to the hospital!" Cut Brachon while continuing his steps and ignore Vincent's words.

Vincent is only able to shake his head, then the man finally follows Brachon and drives the car that takes Queena to the hospital.

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"Thypus, malnutrition."

"How many days did Queen not eat, Brachon?" The Doctor asked Brachon, who immediately made him throw a sharp glare at Vincent, as if demanding his explanation and responsibility.

"I'm not the baby sitter! So how do I know if he's eating or not" Vincent said, looking for excuses and justifications. Vincent called someone too. Looks like the man contacted the maid who used to deliver food to Queena's room.

"Hello, Mr. Vincent!" A maid greeting that can be heard immediately also by Brachon, because Vincent was quick to install a loudspeaker.

"You're the one who used to deliver food to Queen, right?" Ask Vincent to the point.

"Yes, Sir."

"Then has the Queen been eating her food lately?" Ask Vincent again.

"Sorry, Sir! But it's been almost a week that Miss Queen's food has always been intact and like untouched"

"Suckers! Why didn't you tell me or report it to me?" Shouted Brachon annoyed who almost slammed Vincent's phone. Luckily Vincent was able to quickly prevent.

"Obviously, Brach!" The doctor who listened to the confession of the maid only shook his head, then spoke briefly with the nurse.

"Do what you need to do and heal the Queen quickly!" Brachon's orders to the doctor.

"We will try" concluded the doctor before finally resigning from the Queena treatment room.

"You have to meet someone tonight, Brach! I need to reschedule-"

"No need!" Sergey Brachon was quick before Vincent finished his sentence.

"Yes, it's best not to because I'm sure that you won't waste your time waiting for this dissident woman!" Said Vincent in a cynical tone while loosening his chin towards Queena.

Brachon didn't say a word.

"Remember that Queen is just your toy, Brachon!"

"So you should have full power over the Queen, and not the other way around!" Vincent spoke as if the man was warning Brachon who at first glance began to look shaky.

"Don't let Queen-"

"I'm not that weak, Vincent!" Cut Brachon firmly.

"And I know what I'm doing, so you don't have to hunt me!" Brachon silenced before then the man turned around and headed to the exit. Leaving Vincent who immediately smiled cynically towards Queena

"More on acting, Queen! You're an amazing actress!" Vincent clapped his hands in mockery at Queena who was still asleep. The man then came out of Queena's treatment room and followed Brachon who had come out first.

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