THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND

19. Slaughtered

Asya and Fagan got home just before dinner arrived. They entered along with Abrisam who was Fagan's personal aide. 

"Ah, this. The woman who doesn't come home in the morning." Maria rebukes with a sentence of satire on Asya. 

"He's out on my orders, Ma? Any issues?" ask Fagan. 

"Didn't he go with Isabelle?" maria's voice again. 

"Right, but I asked for it" replied Fagan. 

Maria was not aware of the changes made to Asya, she did not pay attention to the details of Asya's hair. He only focused on a large-sized hungry bag that Asya was concerned about back then. 

"That expensive bun, what is this, Fagan?" ask Maria. 

"We just finished fitting, Ma. Elina's party will be held tomorrow, so we prepared well. I don't want to look bad in the eyes of the woman who wasted me" Fagan replied. 

Maria knew at once that the dress in the paper bag must have been expensive. 

"Not to overdo it, brother. The store always has a limited edition collection. The price is fantastic and I think it's too much if the rich village girl gets an expensive dress from the boutique" Cecilia said. 

Although feeling instigated, but Fagan still have strong self-control. As Isabelle had said, Asya could face even the most difficult circumstances in her elegant manner. 

"She, did you hear what they said?" ask Fagan. 

The girl looked towards her husband. I don't know what Fagan wanted, but Asya felt he was being questioned for his courage to face difficult situations like Isabelle did. 

"Listen, Sir. I heard it." Asya answered. 

"What's your response?" ask Fagan again. 

Asya looked towards Cecilia. He saw his sister-in-law standing up casually after issuing an inappropriate sentence for him. Usually Asya would just shut up and accept what they said, just because it was given a stage. This time, I dared to react. 

"City or not it depends on those who see, sir." Asya took the dress and opened it right in front of Cecilia. 

"What did Mr. Fagan see when I was wearing this dress? Is there a side of the village that Miss Cecilia is saying?" bran Asya. 

Fagan spontaneously shook his head, admitting honestly that Asya did not look like a shabby, shabby undergirl. Isabelle manages to turn Asya into an elegant girl in everything. 

"Mama, look at the nails. Even he uses the best nail art from my salon," said Cecilia. 

"How dare you precede the trend of my daughter" Maria joked. 

"Sorry, Madam. My husband ordered this for me. Ask him, you'll get a definite answer from him," Asya replied, Fagan was stunned because he proved what Isabelle was saying. Asya can cut the heart of his interlocutor with good grammar and soft. 

"Sister, you did it on purpose, make her change her hair color, nail art the same buy this expensive dress?" Cecilia. "The village girl will still look like a village, sister. Even if you wear expensive dresses, the hair color hits the most, even the most up to date nail art. She won't turn into the king's daughter" Cecilia said insultingly. 

"We'll see tomorrow, miss. We'll see who will look elegant and attractive" Asya said in his heart. 

Cecilia's envious face could not be hidden. She really felt that her brother was pouring a lot of money for nothing. He thought that Asya's appearance was not enough to make Elina regret giving up on her relationship with Fagan at that time. 

"Surely he will make a fatal mistake while eating or walking tomorrow. Let's see it." Cecilia. "Think again to bring him to the party, brother," he continued. 

Again Asya was despised by those who hated him. Looking at Asya's cold face, Fagan knew that this was enough to make Asya depressed. 

"Let me take care of it, Cecilia. You don't have to interfere" said Fagan. 

He ordered Asya to go into the room to change her clothes. It seems like tonight Fagan wants to see the ability of table manners that Asya has. He took advantage of the situation to look at it all without making Asya tested. 

"If it wasn't for seeing you, I don't think I'd be willing to do this." Asya muttered as she walked into the room. 

His heart ached with various insults thrown by his mother-in-law and sister-in-law. Although almost every day he got the treatment, but it seems Asya's heart still can't be okay to accept all that. 

"I have to prove that I can be what Mr. Fagan wants me to be, we'll see tomorrow" Asya said, changing his clothes. 

He can't wait for tomorrow to show what he's learned in the last few weeks.