
Show your personality traits in a respectful way, so that others do not look down on you because you are too naive and seem to show off yourself and power. Let others acknowledge your greatness because they have seen it with their own eyes rather than hearing with their ears without ever seeing anything.
Eda Sally
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"Young lady! What are we supposed to do? This guy fainted. The stamp wound that Miss gave me must have been very painful." Branden said worriedly looking at the condition of Raffe Waller who fainted with alarming conditions.
"Why are you asking me? Without me even explaining, you actually know what to do." Shandra said as she walked out of the execution room.
John did not move to follow Shandra because he was also concerned about the condition of Raffe Waller.
With trembling hands, Branden immediately called a private doctor who usually treated the people the Dalmiro family tortured. He then moved Raffe Waller to a treatment room that was still a building with a torture chamber.
"Will Mr Raffe survive?" Asked John with a worried tone.
"Surely congratulations, Mr. John, for he was not tortured like Mr. Frans." Answer Branden.
"But the stamp wound is terrible. I didn't think my future wife was that cruel." John said while shuddering.
"It was just an ordinary wound sir, and lord Raffe must have healed. You must understand because the lady since childhood has been educated in a hard way. After all, her childhood was not the touch of a mother at all, so no one taught her tenderness. He was educated hard by the young master and the great master. I hope you can change it after marriage." Branden said solemnly.
"Thank you Branden. I would do anything to make my future wife a normal woman." John said excitedly.
"Sure! Sir could have done that. I believe in sir. At least the young lady got the right partner."
"You must not praise Branden too much, for your young lady is hard to conquer." John said seriously.
"Well! The doctor has arrived. We'll take care of Mr. Raffe. I hope Mr. John will see the young lady soon, for he must be waiting." Fritz reminds me of John Bruno.
"Thank you Fritz for reminding me." John said as he patted his head.
John Bruno immediately ran out and headed to the main house. His head was dizzy looking for the whereabouts of Shandra. Suddenly his eyes caught the figure he was looking for was sitting casually with a figure that is very feared John Bruno, namely Andre Dalmiro.
John strengthened his heart and immediately moved towards the place where the host was sitting leisurely. His heart was always racing beautifully every time he saw that one figure. Because that figure was very scary for John.
"Good day, Mr. Dalmiro." Greet John politely as he bowed respectfully.
"Welcome, Mr. Bruno. Be seated! There's something important I want to talk about." Andre Dalmiro said solemnly.
Without being ordered twice, John immediately sat down with a bad premonition tickling his heart. He could not guess what else the cold man would talk about.
"I don't feel sassy with what I'm going to say because your father must have told you all the customs and customs that apply in the Dalmiro family."
"Some time ago, you had dared to take our daughter out by night, so without asking your consent I have decided to marry you immediately to avoid things that are not desirable."
"I don't want my only granddaughter to be the subject of gossip for going to dinner with a man. I don't know what you're doing out there with my granddaughter."
"Even though I trust my grandchildren so much, but in order to preserve the good name of the Dalmiro family, then two more weeks of your marriage will take place. What about you, Mr Bruno?" Andre Dalmiro asked after explaining at length.
Be married? Of course I'm happy. Who is not happy if what is married is a beautiful girl who is pursued by many men. John
He wanted to shout out in excitement to hear the ultimatum from the person he was so afraid of, but since he was in front of him, he refrained from showing his pleasure at this time.
"Don't say anything to your father about what I just said, because I'll call your father and tell him everything myself."
"Next week you'll have to deal with the father of my grandson again before you're legal as husband and wife. So prepare your physique well because my son's punch always turns his opponent off."
"Good sir. I will remember what you said. I'll train even harder." Answer John in a loud manner.
"Don't be happy just yet. My son has no equal at all. His only match is your father. If you study well with your father, then you'll graduate. If not, then I will unapologetically postpone your marriage until you can match my son."
John Bruno breathed in violently hearing what Andre Dalmiro had just said. He did not expect that there was still a challenge that he had to overcome.
Hmmmmmm it turns out that I will not only conquer the hearts of their daughters, but have to conquer them physically as well. Am I in love with the wrong person?
"What are you thinking, Mr Bruno? Do you mind the conditions that must be met to marry my granddaughter?" Andre Dalmiro asked after seeing John silent for quite a while.
"Nothing I think about, sir. I don't mind at all. I am grateful to have been given the opportunity to enter this honorable Dalmiro family." Answer John in a loud manner.
"It's good if you're conscious. You can chat with my granddaughter because I want to take a break." He said he then got up and walked into the house followed by his servant.
"Are you satisfied to enjoy Mr. Raffe's wounds? I see you're interested in him so as not to follow me as soon as I get out." Shandra said scrupulously to John without any mention of their marriage at all.
"I'm sorry, honey. I just feel sorry to see his terrible stamp wound. Don't you feel sorry for Mr Raffe?"
"If you want to pity that person, do it alone and never take me because I never have mercy on my enemies."
"I'm sorry, honey. I just don't want you to be a killer. I want you to be a normal woman."
"I was a murderer before you knew me. So don't tell me to stop what's been my hobby."
"I didn't tell you to stop that. I just want you to live this life normally."
"Do you think I'm not normal?"Ask Shandra with a kettle.
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