THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND

16. Be trapped

Asya did not want to believe in anyone who lived around Fagan. So when Isabelle says if she stands by his side, of course, it won't change anything that's in her heart. 

"Who believes in the person he just met? It won't be that easy" Asya murmured in his heart. 

While the two of them were still in the study room, Fagan suddenly came. He was escorted by Abrisam and he looked so warm. The angry muscles that usually adorn the man's face are no longer visible. He was more relaxed and a smile bloomed on his lips. 

"Is he difficult to manage?" ask Fagan. 

"Absolutely not. Today he learned many things, even he has direct practice and the results are very satisfying," explained Isabelle. 

Fagan stared at the girl who was officially his wife. He stared fixedly into Asya's eyes without thinking about what was happening at the moment. He can't be prejudiced by those around him. 

"Since I came, all I've met are people of curse. I won't easily trust anyone but myself." Asya spoke in heart. 

Hearing Isabelle's explanation, Fagan became very satisfied. He did not choose a good mentor for his wife. The time is getting closer, it is not possible if you do not choose the best teacher. 

* * *

"You made Young Master show his relaxed face again. What's going on?" asked Abrisam who accidentally saw Asya in the kitchen. 

"Nothing. I didn't do anything" explained Asya. 

"You slept together?" abrisam is curious. 

Asya was immediately pierced with an indecision, the most sensitive part was revealed by the closest person to Fagan this time. 

"Is it polite to ask your employer's wife like that?" tanya Asya gritted. 

Abrisam commented with a smile, he did not expect Asya to answer like that. Actually Abrisam was just curious about the relationship of Asya and Fagan who suddenly became warm and relaxed the tension that had occurred between the two. Although not sure what happened, but it was enough to make Abrisam became curious. 

"Wait, Asya. There's something I want to ask," Abrisam said, preventing Asya from leaving. 

"Ah, sorry. I was just wondering about the middle-aged man who came to the company yesterday. He looks a lot like you, it could be your father" Abrisam said. 

Asya was amazed, he who indeed felt his heart filled with longing for his father was like getting a fresh number. He didn't expect Abrisam to try to break the news about his father. 

"Say people, I am very similar to my father. If it really looks like me, it's my father." Asya. "He came to Fagan's company? What the hell is he doing? Did Fagan do anything bad to her?" ask Asya pretending not to know.

Abrisam shook his head, knowing that Fagan did not want to meet his wife's father at all. Even the wealthy man ordered the receptionist to kick him out of the company. 

"Say, Abrisam. What happened to my father?" force Asya. 

Girls just want to know what Fagan did to his father. He was afraid something might happen to the man. The trip to Fagan's company was quite far from Asya's residence. So Asya should be worried. 

"Nothing I'm doing, Asya." Fagan came up with a tone of voice that rose two octaves. 

From her tone alone, Asya already knew enough if her husband was angry. "Didn't I explain it to you that day? I didn't touch him at all." Fagan defended himself. 

Abrisam and Asya were surprised, they both did not expect that there was a Fagan listening to the conversation of the two. Until finally Abrisam was frightened and chose to leave. "I'm done making coffee. I'll go back to the back house, "he said avoiding trouble. 

The look on Fagan's face returned grim, he returned to his initial suit. He was so scary and it seemed like it would rain blows and lashes again tonight for Asya. 

"I'm sure Abrisam isn't lying. You just didn't meet my father without hurting him" Asya murmured in his heart. 

The woman established herself to assume that something bad happened to her father when he came to the company. 

"Never talk to people you don't relate to. Abrisam my assistant, you can't get close and dig up any information from him." Fagan applied the limit again after what happened. 

Asya could only nod in understanding, how should she also think about what could happen to Abrisam if she were to ask even more things to the man.