The Shackles of Love The Single Heir

Chapter 43.

Upon arriving in the room, Dion looked back at his wife's face. Both of his hands moved to clean Maura's face that was full of flour.

"What the fuck? Next time don't have to learn to cook anymore!" said Dion who does not like to see the face of his wife spout so.

Hearing that, Maura bent her face as she swept her lips. He thought Dion would be happy to see his struggle, but he was wrong. The husband's words disappointed her. He got up and rushed into the bathroom.

After cleaning her body, Maura came out and rushed to put on her clothes. After everything was tidy, she stepped towards the door regardless of the husband waiting for her on the sofa.

"Where are you going?" dion asked holding Maura's step back for a moment.

"Where do you want to eat, where else?" ketus Maura's.

Seeing his wife, Dion got up from his seat and approached them before each other.

"You didn't take me out to eat together? I'm hungry, too." asked Dion to knit his brows.

"Why are you eating together? Just find some other food out there!" ketus Maura was upset.

Seeing the wife who was really angry, Dion hugged her tightly. He realized his words might have offended his wife. He did not mean at all like that, he did not want to see his wife the hassles of taking care of the kitchen which he did not actually need to do.

"I'm sorry, I'm not angry. I'm just afraid that something will happen to you in the kitchen" Dion explained.

"Don't look for excuses, just tell me you don't like me cooking for you. Although my cooking is not as good as other people's cooking, at least appreciate my efforts. Tired all day in the kitchen even got scolded." grumbled Maura with teary eyes.

"Darling, you misunderstood me. That's not what I mean."

"Oh, there's no need to persuade me. I'm not a kid anymore. Just go buy some food for yourself!" ketus Maura, then left Dion just like that.

Arriving at the dining table, Maura sat down with a lethargic face. It made Bik Sam frown at his puzzled look at Maura's changed face in an instant.

"Non Maura why, what lord? Why just go down alone?" ask Bik Sam confused.

"Just let him starve up there, instead of being happy to see my efforts, instead of getting an obscure scolding." Maura said in tears.

"Non Maura don't be sad, maybe you don't mean that. But...,"

Bik Sam paused his words as his eyes caught Dion's presence already standing behind Maura. He chose to leave because he did not want to interfere too much in the matter of the two of them.

In the dining room, Dion and Maura are alone. Seeing the wife crying and sobbing, Dion hugged her from behind.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to hurt you. I appreciate all this effort, I was really anxious to hear your screams. I think something happened to you. Please don't be mad at me anymore, I can't see you like this. If you want to get angry, then hit me as much as you want. I'd rather endure the pain than see you like this." said Dion with teary eyes.

Dion had lost his mind persuading his wife who was still angry with him. He pulled out a chair and sat next to his wife.

"Can I taste my wife's cooking?" ask Dion for permission.

Maura turned her face away without answering her husband's question. For some reason, her tears kept dripping even though she had tried her hardest to hold it. Even now he had sobbed to make his breath falter.

"Pretty dear, what is going on with you exactly? Why is it like this?" dion asked, he could not see the wife who had so much to cry over this misunderstanding.

Dion got up from his seat, then raised Maura's body. He hugged his wife again and wiped the beautiful face that had been flooded with tears. After that, Dion grabbed Maura's hand and beat her to his own face repeatedly.

"Just hit me with all your heart, but don't let me be like this" said Dion, who continued to beat him in the face.

"Enough Brother Dion! What are you doing?" maura snapped, she held her hand.

Dion sat down languidly while wiping his face with the back of his hand. Even the liquid on his nose came out so unable to hold himself who had been ignited emotions. In the end he chose to go back into the room, he was afraid of getting out of control and hurting his wife accidentally.

Upon arrival in the room, Dion threw his fist against the wall. It made his hand hurt and spit out fresh blood instantly.

"Basic stupid! What kind of husband are you, Dion, even to keep your wife's own feelings you can't." said Dion to blame himself.

Dion was sitting languidly on the floor, and he hit his head against the wall repeatedly and was so upset with himself.

"I'm sorry Maura, I'm sorry. I was wrong, I didn't know myself. I'm not a good husband to you. I was wrong, I was wrong." cried Dion, he hit the wall again with his fists all his might.

This time Dion was no longer able to move, his strength drained out until he was sitting sluggish and leaning on the wall. Even the blood on his hands was pouring more and more on the floor. In addition, his empty stomach made him helpless again to rise.

"Let's die, Dion, there's no point in living in this world!" he cursed himself.

Before long, Maura went into the room to bring food to her husband. For a moment, he was stunned as he did not see Dion anywhere. He stepped towards the table and placed the plate there, then opened the bathroom door which turned out to be empty. But when she was about to step towards the door, her eyes glared sharply catching her husband leaning lethargic on the wall.

"Sir Dion," cried Maura loudly.

Maura ran up to her husband, her heart breaking at Dion's already weak state of helplessness. Her tears fell again, she was afraid something bad would happen to her husband.

"Sir Dion, what are you doing. Why torture yourself like this?" maura asked worriedly.

Maura's heart seemed to stop beating, let alone see the blood dripping on the back of her husband's hand, making her growled to the point that her lips were too faint to speak.

Maura ran around picking up the p3k box inside the drawer, she rushed to treat Dion's wound, then bandaged it with a bandage. After that, Maura helped Dion get up and rubbed her husband's body into the bed and laid him there.