The Shackles of Love The Single Heir

Chapter 28.

After cleaning his body, Dion came out of the bathroom with a towel coiled around his waist. Because his head was still dizzy, he sat down on the side of the bed while pressing the temple on his forehead slowly.

Seeing her husband's unkind state, Maura then approached and sat down beside him. He stared fixedly at Dion's face with a difficult look.

Slowly, Maura's hands began to move and took control of her husband's head. He ordered it slowly so that the husband did not feel any pain.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way, I don't need your help!" ketus Dion, he also drove Maura's hand from his head.

Maura snorted resentfully at receiving her husband's treatment, it turned out that Dion's reaction was not the same as what she had imagined before.

"Son Dion's still mad at me?" maura asked, she looked back at the husband's face intimately.

Dion turned his face away, he got up and walked towards the wardrobe without answering the question asked by Maura.

After putting on his clothes and combing his hair, Dion walked towards the door without caring for the wife who was still waiting for him to speak.

"Where is Dion going? I haven't finished talking." shouted Maura holding back Dion's steps instantly.

"Why ask me? Where I'm going has nothing to do with you!" ketus Dion is getting colder.

Maura was speechless, Dion's answer just now was like a counterattack to her who had been indifferent to her husband all this time. Now that he felt the same way, he sighed and threw it away violently.

"Yes, then just go. If necessary, don't come back!" gertak Maura followed her husband's will.

Hearing that, Dion turned his body around instantly. He could not believe that his wife would just throw him out of her own home.

"You kicked me out?" dion asked while frowning his pair of eyebrows.

"If so why? There's no point in having a husband like you." Maura grumbled.

"Maura, please watch your talk! Don't test my patience! Or...,"

"Or whatever, hit me or throw me out of this house. Alright, then let me just go." challenged Maura, she got up from her seat and walked towards the door.

Dion was puzzled to see Maura's attitude change 360 degrees. The usually quiet wife, today spoke too much. Even he dared to threaten to leave the house, making Dion really upset to clench his hands tightly.

Just as Maura was about to get out of the room, Dion quickly caught her. He hugged his wife tightly and locked her with both hands, making it difficult for Maura to move away.

"Take me off, let me go!" maura snapped, she thrashed with the power and effort she could put in.

"Don't dream! As long as you're my wife, don't expect to get away from me!" press Dion, he gritted his teeth.

"Why not just end? This marriage has no meaning at all for us." Maura replied provoking the husband's emotions.

Dion tightened his jaw strongly, Maura's words just made his blood boil. I don't know what his wife thought and dared to talk like that. She never thought about ending their marriage.

"Enough Maura, enough! I don't want to hear those words again from your mouth!" dion snapped with a voice that began to tremble.

"What's wrong with my words? Didn't I tell the truth." Maura asked without the slightest guilt.

"Geez Maura, how do I explain it to you? Stop testing my patience, please!" pinta Dion softened, she had already lost her mind in the face of the wife's stubbornness.

Upset that Maura kept insisting on leaving, Dion pushed her against the wall. Dion held his wife's hand and quickly silenced the pink lips with his mouth.

Dion glared at Maura's lips greedily as he was buying lollipops, not even giving the wife a gap to avoid. It made Maura freeze to receive the touch of her husband's lips are very soft.

The longer Dion became, the more powerless he was to control himself. His hands began to move touching the wife's chest and squeezed the twin mountains mercilessly.

"Do I have to force you to do this so that your mouth will not dare to threaten me like that?" dion asked after stopping the action.

Maura carved a smile on her face, she knew Dion would not let her go. The night Dion slept, Maura kept staring at her husband's face. Even when Dion was delirious, Maura could hear everything clearly. It made Maura aware of her husband's feelings towards her.

This morning Maura tried to fix herself, she wanted to learn to accept Dion wholeheartedly. But her intention was dashed because her husband's reaction was very cold, it made her upset until the idea arose to provoke the husband's emotions.

"Why smile?" dion asked confusedly.

"No, who's smiling?" maura replied, she moved away and sat down on the sofa while smacking her smile.

Seeing that, Dion looked like a fool. There was something strange about Maura this morning. He knew it all, but he didn't know the cause.

Dion came back closer and sat down beside Maura while frowning. He was still confused by the attitude of the wife who suddenly changed like a chameleon.

"Not going?" ask Dion to find out.

"If Brother Dion wants that, then I'll leave right now" Maura replied.

"No, it's not that. But that was...,"

"Ssttt, that's enough. I'm tired of arguing with you." cut Maura.

Maura got up from her seat and walked up to pick up the plate she had placed on the table.

"Eat first!" maura said as she placed the plate containing the fried rice in the palm of her husband's hand.

Although Maura's attitude today was different than usual, Dion no longer wanted to fuss about it. He was tired of arguing with his wife.

After the meal, Dion placed a dirty plate on the table. He sat down next to Maura again and stared fixedly at the wife's face full of questions.

"Why is Brother Dion sitting here? She said she was leaving." asked Maura to remind her husband.

"No, I'm just here!" dion replied, he then lay down on the sofa and made Maura's thigh as his cushion.

Dion grabbed Maura's hand and pressed it against the surface of her lips. Then put the hand right on his chest which is now beating fast.

"promise me! Whatever happens, don't even think about leaving me again!" pinta Dion.

Hearing that, Maura nodded slowly. Now her other hand began to move to touch the surface of her husband's face, then rubbed it gently.

Dion smiled, then closed his eyes enjoying the first touch of the wife's hand that made him so comfortable.