The 9th Consort the Ruler

Chapter 3

"Why are you silent? Oh ... I forgot, you're mute. Haha." Anne laughed out loud.

"A ruler marries a woman ja**ng mute, what joke is this?!"

Anne laughed out loud, though her heart was torn apart. Verily he did not laugh at Laras who was looking down sorrowfully, he laughed at himself. Even a mute woman like Laras can warm Adan's bed while Anne, Adam never touched her at all.

It's okay, you're used to this. Be the subject of ridicule from your childhood, hang on. Everything's gonna be fine, you're quiet as usual.

The barrel tries to strengthen itself, just as it usually does.

Satisfied laughing, Anne yawned, patting her softly open mouth.

"Huh ... Bored, mute people will not be able to cry because of illness. Make him sit outside, I want to rest." Anne left the luxurious room, climbing the stairs to get to her room.

Anne's two servants dragged Laras' weak body out of the room. Kim didn't want to help, but he couldn't. If he helped Laras now, the Madam would be more wrathful and do something worse to Laras. Kim knew exactly how Anne was.

Laras's eyes began to heat up, with all his might he tried to restrain himself from crying.

This place is hell! yell Laras in heart.

In front of the door of the magnificent building, Laras stood upright. The sun began to rise, making Laras feel the heat that burned his skin, until sweat flooded the pale body of Laras. Kim can only keep Laras at a distance.

The night had come, the black blanket spread out wide decorated with stars, beautiful, very beautiful. If only Laras body was not like now, he would definitely enjoy the beauty tonight.

Baras felt very tired, his knees were shaking. Many times he almost fell, but Laras tried to stay upright. Although staggered. Laras had wanted to lean against the wall, but Anne's servants soon came and re-established her body. As the night wore on, a cold air began to pierce the woman's bones, her pale hands clutching her own body.

The roar of the helicopter rang out in Laras ears, the woman did not care much, she was too tired. The pace of footsteps quickly approached Laras.

"Adam, you're back, '" greeted Anne who came straight out of her residence, upon hearing the sound of a helicopter.

Anne grabs Adam's hand, wriggling spoiled in a sleeve wrapped in a black shirt. Adam's steps came to a halt beside Laras, his eyes glancing at the woman. Laras looked down, his body too tired to care what was happening around him.

"Why is he here?"

Anne let go of her hand, standing face to face with her husband.

"I only taught him a little manners," Anne replied casually, folding her hands with her pursed lips.

"Cramatic order? So you got good manners hem. So how does he make you angry?"

Anne smiled happily, feeling victorious as Adam was heard siding with her. Anne was his first legal wife. While the girl was just a mistress who married Adam, as a satisfied only.

"She was very disrespectful, I invited her to come to my place in the morning, but she instead came when the sun had risen. She has absolutely no respect for me as the mistress of this house" Anne said at length.

"There again?" Adam's eyes kept glancing at Laras. Anne who realized that was upset.

"So she's mute, too" said Anne.

"The old Gustavo knows that this son is mute, how dare he hide the truth and deceive you like this!"

"I know."

Anne's eyes widened, she looked at her husband in disbelief.

"You know and you keep marrying her, how can a mute woman like her be your concubine. Divorce him, send him back north!"

Adam threw a sharp glare at Anne, a gaze capable of scaring anyone. Adam did not love her, but he had never given Anne that look.

Adam wrapped his burly fingers around Anne's neck, making the Asian-spayol crossbreed woman in pain.

"You want to interfere in my personal affairs Ann," Adam said coldly.

"I don't mean anything like that" Anne said stammered, her breath choking.

"Good." Adam released Anne's reddened neck.

The brown-haired woman held her neck, scooping up as much oxygen as she could. Adan stepped closer to Laras, the woman looked up a little to see who was in front of her with her already foggy eyes.

Adam stiffened his jaw, seeing Laras' trembling body, the woman was not even strong enough to raise her hand to grab Adam's outstretched hand. Adam raised the body of the suffocated Baras in his sling.

"You're so brave to disturb my toys."

Anne's hands clenched firmly, she lowered her head hiding eyes that were shining with anger. Adam steps in leaving his first wife drowning in jealousy.

"Anne." Adam stopped his steps.

"Yes" said Anne to the cold man who had turned his back on her.

"It's not the first time you've done this, but it's the last. If he gets hurt again because of you, you'll know the consequences" Adam said flatly. However, it was enough to make Anne feel scared.

"Ba-good." Anne's hands clenched even stronger until her books turned white, the nails that just this morning finished her medicure stick injuring her palms.

Anne's eyes continued to stare at Adam's back in anger. A jealous flame flared, burning Anne's heart.

"Mad you better get in, it's getting late."

Plaques

"Shut up!"

Anne slapped a middle-aged woman, who was none other than her nanny. The woman just kept quiet while holding her red cheeks, she understood why Anne did that. The woman was upset, and vented her frustration at the.

Anne's chest rose and fell with a breath of breath.

I'm Anne Kang, Marquis' only daughter. Adam's first wife, the big lady of the mansion. How could he treat me like this, just because a pel*** lowly, a speechless person like him! Anne muttered inwardly with great hatred.

"Mahaha .... How laughable!" Anne's laughter sounded discordant and terrible.

I've never seen Adam care about other people like that, we'll see. What am I going to do!

Anne stepped in angrily, leaving behind her loyal servant. Of course Ursula immediately followed the steps of the Madam.

A young man was enjoying all the happenings tonight from the second floor of the main mansion, a grin was on his lips.

Adam brought the cold body of Laras to the mansion dedicated to him. Adam had never felt this kind of worry to his concubines. Only in Laras, the unconscious woman in his arms was able to shake the frozen heart of Adam.

Slowly Adam laid down Laras' body on the bed, he pulled out a blanket to warm the body. In the hand of Laras, Adam stared at the pale.

"Do you need my help, brother?"

Adam immediately turned his head, a man who was quite similar to him, only the color of their eyes was different. The twenty-four-year-old man was standing in the doorway, Adam smilingly gesturing the man to enter.