Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage

this is not nonsense, sir!(Revision)

After work Rachel decides to go home. As soon as he passed the door, he was greeted by the young master. His face looks unfriendly plus a cold gaze like a sharp spear that is ready to redeem anyone's chest.

"Why not pick up my phone?" he asked, still with his gaze and flat face.

"Sorry, I was so busy!" rachel replied with a clear face.

"The reason is, if you don't want to tell me even if you'd better not work." Peter joked, making Rachel stay on the spot.

"Sorry," repeatedly says the same thing but Peter is indifferent and leaves Rachel alone. Peter went into the study, followed by Keenan behind him.

Rachel herself ran straight into the room. He had just returned home and was immediately angry. At least Peter should wait for Keenan to leave.

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Meanwhile, Peter threw himself onto a long sofa located far away in front of the work desk. Peter held his head in one hand, occasionally closing his eyes in frustration.

"Sir, are you okay?"ask Keenan. Seeing the young master, Keenan felt pity and wanted to calm him down.

"Rachel didn't look at anyone, did she?" keenan's lips twitched, only to worry that Rachel was tempted by the handsome young clerk. Peter is this angry. Come on, Keenan also has a wife but Keenan never limits Belle's space and motion.

"No sir, stop feeling suspicious. I beg. I feel sorry for Miss Rachel." Keenan is not typical of people who like to interfere in the household affairs of others.

But what Peter did was outrageous. Possessiveness is fine, but Peter himself must know the limits. Rachel is not a pet that can be treated at will. Trust should be in every relationship. That is what guarantees a household.

"Why did you get involved in our domestic affairs?" peter's murmur was fiery. I don't like Keenan's involvement. Selfish, but that's Peter's true nature.

"I have no intention of interfering, sir. I just feel sorry for Miss Rachel. She just got home from work, Miss Rachel must be tired and you scolded her!" answer Keenan sarcasm.

"I just want him to call me once, is that wrong?" peter asked still with a burning anger. Ready to burn anyone who offends him.

"Miss Rachel must attend a meeting sir. She didn't get to see the phone, and you should thank Miss Rachel. Thanks to him our company got this big tender!"

As if unafraid, Keenan raised his voice even more. Hey, why be an angry Keenan, Rachel should be the one who's cursing at Peter right now.

However, Keenan's reply managed to leave the young master stunned. Those clients are very difficult to handle, always making him annoyed with bad babble.

"I hope you apologize to your wife. Remember, Miss Rachel is pregnant, do you want your baby to die because her mother is suffering from depression?"

"Shut your mouth, you're just talking nonsense." Peter joked. Hearing Keenan talk that does not make his heart waver and be hit by fear.

"This is not nonsense, sir. This kind of case happens a lot out there and I hope you won't be one of them!" Again Peter was slapped by Keenan's words.

"Then I say retreat, good night sir!" pamit Keenan with a contrived face. Then get out and slam the door violently. No assistant as brave as Keenan. Can Peter shrug two thumbs up for the bravery Keenan has.

However, everything Keenan said was true. Peter shouldn't have scolded Rachel the moment Rachel walked through the door. Stupid, how could Peter forget that Rachel is pregnant right now.

Get out of your seat and walk at a fast pace to the main room. As soon as the door opened, the dark atmosphere made Peter feel guilty.

The sobbing sound that Peter already knew came from where it sounded faint. The longer it goes, whether Rachel realizes her presence or chooses to cry in silence, Peter doesn't know either.

Her heart ached to see Rachel crying because of her own actions. Had Darion been in this mansion, his head might have rolled down.

With a slow step, Peter walked closer towards the balcony of the room. Where Rachel was, the woman sat alone letting the night breeze hit the surface of her skin.

Plaque! Peter patted Rachel's shoulder softly making the woman aghast in shock. Rachel immediately wiped away the remains of tears flowing down her right and left cheeks.

Then he looked at Peter and smiled. As if you feel nothing and are used to being treated arbitrarily.

Yeah Rachel enjoys all the Peter's treatment. He treated her like a queen. It's just that Peter never believed in his loyalty. Rachel was sad about it.

"You want to sleep?" rachel asked in a hoarse voice.

"Have you taken your medicine?" question after question came from Rachel's beautiful lips. Proving that the woman is still paying attention to her husband.

"Sorry!"

"I'm sorry Re!"

"Please forgive me, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings!" the same three words are embedded in each of Peter's words. And that left Rachel devastated in no time.

"No papa, I already know very well the nature of my husband. I should be the one apologizing for not giving you the news!" grab Peter's jaw with both hands. Then give a soft swab.

Treat Rachel to make Peter fall asleep. This woman always calms him down in a few seconds. "You're not angry, are you?" ask Peter to make sure. Rachel reviewed a faint smile and nodded briefly.

"Next time you don't have to call me if you don't have time. I should have understood your situation. Keenan's right, I shouldn't scold you as soon as you get through the door!"

Bringing up Keenan's name. Rachel scrunched her forehead not understanding. Do not-don't Keenan give a spiritual flush to Peter until Peter bent his knees below and apologized.

"No-no, every lunch hour I'll take the time to call you. And it's happening from tomorrow, okay?" rachel asked, extending a hand. Waiting for an answer from the heart.

Embarrassed Peter grabbed that hand, even his cheeks were already flushed red from the wrong brutal behavior. "Now, let's have dinner together!" take Rachel.

Know Dasha and some of the waiters out there are already preparing for the night. Unfortunately if not eaten, even if only a spoonful they swallow it is enough to make them happy.

"Come on!" with a step they went out of the room and came to the dining room. How glad Dasha and the other servants were to know that her young Master and Miss had come hand in hand. That means the tempest of their household is over, he thought.

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