That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Wife?

"Where are you going to get that drink?"

Billy's question made the newly turned Milly stop stepping. For a while he was still sculpting in place before then twisting the body.

"I-yes," she replied in a stammering voice. I don't know what made the girl suddenly nervous, to the point that she forgot to take down the banquet from her tray.

Milly just lowered her head when presenting it. He was even so embarrassed to just look at the pair of women who seemed to be drunk with love.

"Where are you going?" Again Billy prevented his wife who was about to leave the place.

Milly who was just a step away from there immediately stopped and looked back.

"You go to the kitchen, sir. Turn the tray," he replied with a voice stuck in his throat. It was almost unheard of by Billy.

As a woman Milly knows herself well enough. Although he and Billy have tied the marriage, but it's just a series and done with a forced state. Especially with the status of Billy who has high degrees and abundant treasures, it is impossible for him to hope if he will love Billy and become the only woman.

From that he chose to step aside and throw away the love clapping one hand that had once penetrated his heart.

Billy was speechless as he observed his wife's expression with a calm demeanor. Billy's expression looked flat even though on the side there was a beautiful and sexy girl who was struggling spoiled on his arm.

"Sit down" Billy poked his chin towards the sofa across, which was the sofa that Milea had occupied earlier, as if hinting for Milly to occupy it.

"But-"

"Sit down and serve my guests!" billy insisted as if he did not want to listen to any objections from Milly.

With heavy steps and clenched hands, Milly was forced to occupy the sofa with a hollow feeling. The beautiful girl who let her long mane loosely was only able to sit still in its place with a stiff expression. I don't know what Billy's planning right now, which is clear he will follow his game well.

Honestly, if you could choose, Milly would rather submerge herself at the bottom of the ocean than have to see her husband's affection with another woman in plain sight. Although Billy looks cold, but he let the girl touch his body. If not a lover, what is his name? They shamelessly showed closeness to him. Milly even felt puffed up and almost wanted to vomit.

However, there was something shattered and crumbled inside. Even the pieces seemed to melt and drift along with painful thoughts. There's nothing left. Love, happiness and dreams of the future, all have been lost. Only destruction and tears remain.

Milea was watching Milly's body language. With the girl's call to Billy that he had heard earlier, the beautiful woman could confirm if Milly was just a waiter in charge of delivering drinks.

The girl is just a lowly woman who is not comparable if it should be aligned with him. So he now dared to lift his chin and puff out his chest full of arrogance, because he thought, Milly is not a threat. Especially looking at the appearance of the girl who is ordinary and despite having a beautiful face, but does not look at all classy and elegant.

Two servants then came by pushing a trolley containing some delicious cakes and some drinks. Milly then hinted at the two maids to leave and take over the next task.

"Give me a cold drink." Without looking at his wife, Billy gave the order.

"Well," Milly got up and took the strawberry juice found in a pretty glass.

Intended to give it to Billy, but unfortunately his trembling hand when carrying the glass was actually spilling the files underneath which Billy was studying.

Surprised, the man even immediately threw a glance at Milly who suddenly panicked and felt guilty.

Milly's mistake seemed to be quite fatal, because it made Milea who was originally sitting quietly while getting up and looking at the girl with sharp hindering eyes.

"Basar waiter is not becus. Don't you know these are all important files!" Milea still scolded Milly even though the girl had apologized and regretted.

"Pardon me, I really didn't mean it." Milly who was already feeling devastated could only look down with teary eyes.

"It's easy to apologize! This file is so valuable and worth billions. You can't even replace it even if you sell yourself for the rest of your life!"

Milea's classy appearance in fact can not keep the oral even in front of the man she likes. Insults and scorn get away with it without filtering. He even acted like an unethical woman. He even pushed Milly's body back to the sofa.

But unfortunately, the rest of the drink from the glass that Milly held spilled his expensive coat that was draped on the back of the sofa and increasingly fanned the flames of Milea's anger.

"Based on useless waitresses!"

Milly could only close her eyes as Milea's hand held high about to throw a slap. He resigned and considered this to be the reward of his mistake.

Plaque!

There was a loud slap in the air that made Milly's heart twitch in pain, followed by the sound of a woman's strangulation and something hitting the sofa.

Milly opened her eyes and was surprised not to play when she found Milea sitting on the floor with her hands holding her face. His gaze immediately turned to Billy and was astonished to find the man's expression so fiery.

Apparently Milea lost her balance to fall when an unusually painful heat spread on the surface of her cheek skin that felt swollen.

"Billy ... Why did you slap me ...?" Milea looked at Billy with a confused expression mixed with extreme fear. He did not think at all that he would vent his frustration it ended horribly. His face was now covered in tears by an unspeakable pain.

Billy himself seemed to not care about crying slicing Milea. It even looked unapologetic despite having made the girl's lips tear until warm blood flowed from there.

The man with the towering posture was standing right in front of Milea who was sitting weakly on the floor. His aura darkened as he directed a piercing glare without the slightest hint of mercy.

"Tell me once again he's useless, then I'll make your life hell."

Milea could only swallow her saliva heavily. Billy's threat didn't seem to be messing around with both of his tightly clenched hands.

"What! What makes you protect a lowly woman like her? She's just a waitress while I'm a classy woman who will definitely make you more successful!" Despite the pain and humiliation, the girl was still so eloquent in bragging.

"Dear Miss Milea, you have insulted and demeaned my wife."

"Wife?" Milea's voice was stuck in her throat.

"Should I tolerate a woman who has no ethics like you? Where is your courtesy to the host who is entertaining guests?"

Seriate