Ugly Wife Of Blind Man

Part 5's

In a yard not far from home, there was a little boy and a cat playing with a swing. Both creatures are equally funny and cute makes anyone want to linger seeing the adorable scenery.

Lucher placed the gray fat cat on the swing. "Sit. I'll push you."

As if understanding, the cat sat obediently. Lucher shook the rope making the swing slightly sway.

"It looks like you're enjoying it a lot and it looks like it's fun."

The little man's big eyes were filled with envy towards his cat. Lucher also wanted to play the swing, but he could not ride alone, let alone swing it was not there.

"Young Master? Why are you playing here? Look, this swing is so dirty."

Liana came and pulled Lucher away. He saw two small hands that had held a swing rope, and sure enough, a lot of dust in his palm.

Lucher's big eyes flickered staring at his dirty hands. He clenched his hands in a little shame.

"Young Master, let's wash your hands. You should have dinner later." Liana said softly.

Lucher looked at his cat. "Brownie, let's go get ready for dinner."

Liana brought Lucher to wash her hands. After she finished, Liana suddenly crouched down to face Lucher. "Young Master, Madam has ordered me one thing. If I don't obey his orders, he'll fire me and no one will keep your father in front of him."

"Auntie can't leave.." Lucher's voice contained sadness. "Now you can't leave because I haven't grown up. Wait I grow up faster and take care of dad."

"I don't want to go either."

Liana stretched out her hand. Through his thin clothes, he pinched the boy's stomach hard. But the smile on his face was very gentle. "The woman hates you so much and says that you are a bad and naughty child. Let me punish you. Don't cry."

Liana took off her pinch and changed elsewhere and continued to tighten it. "It's our secret. You can't tell anyone else or I'll be fired."

The skin of the child is the most delicate and sensitive. Children will cry if they feel the slightest pain. However, their skin is fragile and cannot withstand the pain.

Lucher who felt it so couldn't stand it. His big eyes were suddenly full of tears. But he kept holding her back so as not to come out. He just bit his lips hard. He could not cry, his father had no one to take care of him.

But it hurts so much!

Brownie meowed anxiously as if she understood what her master was feeling.

***

During the day, Valerie came home from the doctor. After getting the examination report, his body had absolutely no serious problems. As for that strange sound, the doctor just said maybe he had auditory hallucinations. For wounds on the forehead, only need to be given medication regularly to reduce swelling.

When Valerie entered the room, her room was very quiet. The curtains are tightly closed, the light is very dim. The sun shines on the outside, but on the inside it is lifeless and gloomy.

Valerie looked around. The room was huge, but nothing, very empty. In the predominance of brownish gray, cold and monotonous as Victor's own style.

Valerie kept her bag on the couch. Then he stepped up and opened the curtain. Direct light enters making the room filled with softness. The cold and gloomy feeling faded away.

Valerie smiled with satisfaction. He saw a white porcelain vase placed in the closet. When he came home from the hospital, he accidentally bought a bouquet. Valerie placed the flowers in the vase and moved the vase on the table adding life to the room.

"Master wouldn't like such decorations."

Liana's voice suddenly came from the door. He came in with a box of rice. Behind him, Lucher who lowered his head followed without his usual cat.

"I like it." Valerie said indifferently.

She's also the hostess, isn't she entitled to arrange it?

Thinking of Valerie's words in the kitchen earlier, Liana finally shut up.

"Where's Victor?"

"Master is in the study next door. I'll go to call him lunch."

"no need. I just called him."

Valerie stepped up without waiting for her answer.

Compared to the bedroom, the study room is not much better. Even fainter and dreary.

The man sat up straight. His eyes were closed and did not move in the slightest as if a statue. Darkness surrounds.

Has this man been sitting like that since morning?

Valerie could not help but be astonished.

"Victor, it's lunch time."

Valerie's soft and sweet voice sounded inside as if filling the room. Although Valerie did not look good, her voice was completely opposite to her body shape. Sounds very nice, low, clean and soft.

Inside the room, the man did not respond as if asleep.

Valerie who actually thought of him as asleep, walked over. He hesitantly reached out to pat her. But the next second, the man's eyes suddenly opened wide making Valerie pull back her hand in fear.

Valerie slightly retreated and said slowly. "Have lunch.."

The woman's soft voice greeted her ears, involuntarily Victor frowned. "Yes." Yeah."

Victor stood up and walked. Valerie stepped aside slightly as she felt like she was blocking her way. Then after passing through it, he followed her behind the man.

They came out of the study room, Victor walked to the dining table to sit in his chair.

Valerie who was behind him felt something different, usually the air around felt cold, but at this moment the warmth spread..

At the same time, in addition to the smell of food, there are also fragrant flowers.

Victor who kissed her instantly frowned making his scar on the pull and getting uglier. "Dump the flower."

Liana was very happy. He immediately replied. "This is the flower that the lady brought. I'll throw it away soon."

Liana glanced at Valerie with a triumphant smile and reached out to take the vase.

"Wait-" Valerie prevented it. But he could not continue his words when his head suddenly hurt. The familiar bell rang loudly again.

"Rage rating: 30."

Huh huh?

Valerie was stunned to hear a strange mechanical sound.

The voice disappeared leaving a noisy ringing sound, his head getting sicker.

What angry value?

Valerie looked at the somewhat proud Liana, crossed Lucher whose head was lowered, then fell on Victor.

Is it because of Victor? My headache was caused by Victor's anger? What does this mean?

Plots like this? Why isn't it in the novel?!

This time Valerie was able to withstand the degree of her headache. He pretended to be calm. "Why did you throw the flowers?"

Victor turned to look at Valerie with a mock. "Valerie, what are you playing? Do you think it could kill me and so you could be with Javier?"