The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 42 Resistance (Part 2)

"Mrs, are you sure you're going to tell them to leave?" ask Mr. Darma again.

"Yes, sir."

"What if the Lord King is angry, Madam?" ask Mr. Darma worried.

"Leave it. If she's angry tell her I refused her orders" Cleantha said, closing the door to her room.

Cleantha's actions that seemed brave made Mr. Darma stunned.

I don't know what's going on, so his Master's young wife changed drastically. The usually patient and obedient Cleantha now showed her rebellious side.

While apologizing, Mr. Darma drove the two women out of the King's residence.

While Bi Dewi who became Zevira's spy, immediately reported what happened to his master. He had indeed eavesdropped on the conversation between Cleantha and Mr. Darma since earlier.

"Mrs, I have important news for you."

"What news is that?" zevira asked excitedly.

"The King sent two makeup artists to his young wife. But Mr. Darma drove the two women home. Looks like the village girl turned him down, madam."

Zevira immediately got up from her bed. His blood seemed to boil after hearing the information that Bi Dewi had given.

"Are you sure the king sent them?"

"Yes, Madam. I heard it myself from Mr. Darma."

Zevira gritted her teeth. His face stiffened with hatred and jealousy.

He did not believe that the King would go that far for Cleantha. During her time as the King's wife, she had never even been treated as special.

"It's so arrogant of him. But why did the King tell them to decorate Cleantha? Is it not possible that the King will attend the auction?" zevira said.

"On that I don't know Madam."

The corner of Zevira's eyes began to get wet with tears.

Not enough hits that he received this morning, now has appeared another surprise that is equally painful. And the cause of all his suffering was only one man, Cleantha.

"I must prevent the village girl from going with my husband."

Zevira hastily asks Bi Dewi to help her to get on the wheelchair.

"I have to go to Cleantha's room right now, Bi."

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Cleantha stayed in her room while replying to a message from Keyla.

His sister asked him why he didn't go to the office today.

"I'm not feeling well, brother. I'll try to get to work tomorrow. How's Dad doing?"

cleantha replied to Keyla's message.

It was impossible for him to tell Keyla that he did not go to work because he had lost his honor.

"Dad's fine. He wants to eat and drink as usual,"

write Keyla.

"Clea, please open the door. It's me" Zevira exclaimed in a loud voice.

Although reluctant, Cleantha shifted from her bed. His emotions that are up and down make him lazy to meet anyone. But there was no choice for him but to open the door for Zevira.

While meeting Zevira face to face, Cleantha lowered her head.

Guilt rippled in his heart. She felt like a traitor who had taken the woman's husband.

Cleantha remembered the promise she had made to Zevira, that she would make the King stay away from her. But reality speaks another. He even combined love with the King even if not of his own will.

If Zevira found out about that fact, her feelings would surely be shattered into pieces.

"Clea, are you sick? Your face is haggard and pale" said Zevira feigning foolishness.

"I'm just in the wind, brother."

"Have you taken any medicine?"

"I just need a break, brother. It will also improve."

"What a coincidence. I wanted to tell you that I changed my mind. Tonight I will attend the Good Foundation auction invitation. I will also take the King with me. That way you can rest in peace in the room."

"Do you agree, Clea?" zevira then provoked Cleantha's reaction.

"I agree, Brother."

"Good then. Now get some rest, I won't bother you anymore. I have to go to the salon to look beautiful tonight" said Zevira smiling happily.

Cleantha nodded. He immediately closed the door when Zevira had already passed from his room.

inner Cleantha felt relieved.

Cleantha lay down on the bed while putting her arm over her forehead. Trying to get rid of the complexity of his own mind.

From today on, he has made a determination to fight against anyone who acts unjustly against him, including the King. She would not be a weak girl who was always underestimated and taken advantage of by others.

Even if the King is powerful and wealthy, he is not afraid to face it. She's gonna be the new Cleantha. Cleantha who was not easily subject to the orders of others. He deserves to control his own way of life.

If the King gets angry, he doesn't care either. The man would not be able to take anything away from him because he had already lost everything.

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"I'm sorry, sir, but the Madam sent the two salon attendants home. Do I need to call them again?" report Mr. Darma by phone.

"No need, sir. I'll handle Cleantha."

The king seeped his own temple. Just this time he was made dizzy by a strange character of a woman. He did not understand the stubbornness of his second wife.

In fact, he wanted to apologize indirectly to Cleantha by inviting her to the Good Foundation invitation. Maybe the girl could be a little amused there.

The king also wanted Cleantha to appear perfect tonight as his partner. But I don't know why the girl refused his good intentions.

"Dion, I'm going home now. Please sort out these documents" the king said as he tidied up his laptop.

"Good, Sir."

Without wasting any time, the King headed to the CEO's special elevator. He glanced at his expensive watch to check what time it was.

"Five hours past three minutes. I still have time to take her to the salon."

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"Clea, wakeup. Why are you sleeping in the afternoon like this?" a man grumbled near his ear.

"Hmmmm," Cleantha replied half-consciously.

"Let's get up, soon we'll have to go" said the man once again.

Cleantha blinked her eyes a few times. His eyelids still want to be closed. If his life had fully recovered, he would have loved to scold the chatty man who woke him from a dream.

Faintly, Cleantha saw the handsome face of the King looking at her.

Cleantha gasped and immediately put on standby mode. He won't let the king touch him again like yesterday.

"Have you gone home?" asked Cleantha cynically.

"Yes. Get ready, we'll go to the auction invitation," the King said away from Cleantha.

He knew the girl was still traumatized by her savage treatment last night.

"I'm not leaving, sir," Cleantha said.

"Why? Don't you want to go with me? Didn't you agree to attend the event yesterday with Alvian?"

Cleantha got out of bed.

He was surprised to see the King take off his clothes casually before his eyes.

Even though she had seen all the parts of her husband's body, such a sight still embarrassed her.

"Just ask yourself, sir, why don't I leave tonight. I have no interest in coming to top events. Previously I agreed to be accompanied by Mr. Alvian because he was a polite and understanding man," replied Cleantha Ketus.

She deliberately praised Alvian in the presence of the King so that her husband would get hotter. All of them he acted admiring Alvian so that the King quickly divorced him.

The king turned his face away with a flat expression.

"If Alvian is with you, will you still go?"

"Not really. I remember last night someone told me that no matter how good the dress I was wearing would not mask my identity as a poor person. I just follow the advice of the man" Cleantha pointedly quipped.

"So for that reason you rejected the makeup artist I sent? Are you still offended by my words?"

Seeing Cleantha's pursed lips in annoyance, it made the King want to kiss the girl. Feeling his wife's soft and sweet lips again. But the king hurriedly shifted his gaze.

"The Lord's words are true, for what I am offended. It's better that you get ready because Kak Vira will invite Tuan to accompany him to the auction event. Maybe he'll be home from the salon soon" replied Cleantha coldly.

"You're getting smarter about fighting with me. Who taught you?" asked the King to come closer to Cleantha.

Suddenly, he was upset that his wife was not ignoring him.

"Nobody taught me. I learned self-taught based on my experience of hanging out with arrogant people" Cleantha replied insinuating the King.

Unexpectedly Cleantha, the King moved quickly and grabbed her waist.

The corner of his lips lifted upwards forming a grin.

"You think by acting like this you can bully me? Well if you don't want to go, I'll grant it. I'm not going anywhere either. We'll be both in this room all night."

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