The Obsession of Revenge
*RELATIONSHIP
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“Why are you here?”
Allard who was taking off his shirt immediately turned to look at Yada. The woman's gaze was immediately fixed on the chest of Allard's field and her sispax stomach.she only realized that the man also had many scars like her. But when viewed, the scar was even deeper than some of his own scars.
Allard knew what Yada was looking at his body. Some of the deep wounds Allard got in the past when he tried to fight for the WS clan from the hands of bad people who wanted to control his family clan. Since childhood, he also had a hard life. The punch and heat of the bullet that pierced through his skin and flesh was common Allard felt.
He approached Yada who was still standing in the doorway while tightly hugging the towel wrapped in her innocent body. The woman was about to walk backwards, but Allard's strong arm held Yada's wrist faster and pulled her closer.
“Why are you still so stiff? This will be the most common thing we do after marriage. You will serve me as Mrs Washington.”
Allard touched both of Yada's arms, making the woman remove her grip from the white towel she was wearing. Yada just stood stiff, hoping that if the man did nothing to her this time.
Yada's wish was wiped out when Allard suddenly pulled out her towel and made it come off. His entire innocent body stiffened, yet Yada had no resistance whatsoever to Allard.
Allard stared at Yada's innocent body expressionlessly. It was as if looking at a woman's pregnant body was not a strange thing to him. He probed every inch of Yada's body with an intense gaze. Saw some injuries on the woman's body. Injury to the right shoulder, as well as the lower abdomen to the left chest, Allard recalled that it was a wound made by his own hands.
Poor lady!
Yada stared at Allard's every move vigilantly. Worried if the man suddenly touched a part of his body. Allard who noticed Yada's gaze on her instantly returned the woman's gaze sharply.
“Stop looking at me like that, I just want to borrow your towel,” Allard said in a flat tone, then he walked inside the bathroom.
Yada walked quickly into the dressing room. Take one towel to cover her innocent body. In the large room were dozens of towels. But I don't know why the man was wearing his old towel. That guy is so weird. His sharp gaze was like a tiger capable of pouncing on someone anytime he wanted.
His gaze was peeking around the dressing room. Yada was unaware of the room earlier because she had only come to pick up a few strands of clothes. The dressing room turned out to have a large glass cabinet that holds dozens of famous brand jewelry. Even the jewelry that Allard brought a few days ago was displayed there.
When did they put all that down?
Yada did not want to linger captivated by the beauty of the jewelry. He immediately took his clothes to wear. Allard's mind was unpredictable. The man probably entered while he was wearing clothes.
Allard sat on a single sofa in the room. Her hair was still wet and her body was wrapped in a bathrobe. He focused on his phone, reading some of the work emails that came in. He looked very busy and did not notice Yada who had just come out of the dressing room. Yada stepped slowly, trying hard to not make the slightest sound.
“Pass something for dinner. You yourself don't want to eat out.”
Yada held onto her chest that was beating fast in surprise. He nodded slowly to answer Allard's orders then immediately walked out of the room. He went down to the kitchen and saw the ingredients in the refrigerator.
The refrigerator in the kitchen is always filled with fresh vegetables and fruits. The last time Yada opened the fridge was when she was arranging a room with Laura a few days ago. It should have withered, but today it is still very fresh. Maybe someone changes their vegetables and fruits every day.
Two plates of delicious food were stored on the table. He was pouring fruit juice into a glass when Allard was sitting on the dining table chair. The man's gaze was directed at the delicious food then at Yada.
“You can cook?” Allard put food in his mouth. Chew and judge the delicious food.
“Ya.”
Yada sat far away in front of Allard. The position is neither facing nor adjacent. He kept his distance from the man. Allard stared at him intensely. But Yada doesn't care. At least keeping her distance from the man made her feel very safe. Allard also did not want to reprimand him at this moment. In a few days they will be legally a couple. There was no reason for the woman to stay away from him.
“You have chosen a place for our wedding?”
The beautiful woman almost choked. He stopped his eating. The man asked such things at dinner time. It was a very inappropriate timing.
“I asked Laura to select it.”
Allard was speechless to hear the answer as if dissatisfied when he found out that Yada had not chosen a place for their wedding. “How about wedding dress?” He replaced it with another question.
“I also asked Laura who chose it.”
Allard stared at him intensely. “Tomorrow we will go looking for wedding rings. Don't let someone choose it for you too.”
“Good.”
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David was in his study. He stared at some pictures of Yada togetherness with the figure of the man. An address is listed in the information. But David did not want to go to visit him. She saw Yada go with the man without coercion. David thought nothing of what happened between them.
The last time he contacted his sister was a few days ago. His sister said he was okay. David was glad about it. He understood that the Aurora family was not a good place for Yada. But now his brother is in the hands of Allard Washington. David did not think. If he continues to follow her and Yada finds out about it all, maybe their relationship will get worse.
Allard Washington was no ordinary person. The man must have something to make Yada be on his side. David's mind grew increasingly confused at the thought of Yada knowing his time and who he really was. The woman will probably never accept all the events that have happened to her in the past.
DAMN IT!
His mind hurts thinking about it all. David threw everything on the table to the floor. All scattered and chaotic.
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