Young Master's Choice

Slap Dhira

Hexa and Dhira's wedding took place, and was attended by countless invited guests, all from the top.

Dhira kept bending her knees in turn, completely making her tired of greeting the endless invited guests coming to congratulate her as well as Hexa.

However, somehow Hexa looks ordinary, she is not tired at all? Thought Dhira.

"Rest." Suddenly Hexa made a sound.

"Ah, it's okay, sir. I can still accompany you." Dhira forced himself to smile, although he actually wanted to rest for a moment.

"Don't argue. Go rest, I'll be there greeting the guests."

Hexa patted the end of Dhira's head slowly, her treatment was completely beyond Dhira's expectations.

Let alone Dhira, even the women who saw it instantly cried out hysterically, it seemed like they were really envious of seeing Dhira who got such gentle treatment from a charismatic young master.

All the women who witnessed the wedding, desperately yearned to be in the position of Dhira, even the glare of sharp glares between them was able to make Dhira shudder.

As powerful as the influence of Hexa in this city is, it seems that all the guests respect her.

"Then I'll take a break, sir."

In addition to physical fatigue, it seems that Dhira is also tired of heart and mind, seeing the unfavorable gazes of the women, making it even more uncomfortable to remain there accompanying Hexa.

Dhira went down the stage assisted by Hexa, the man holding her hand to prevent her from falling.

It made Dhira a little groggy, suddenly his body temperature dropped to feel very cold.

"Your hands are cold, are you sick?"

Hexa's question made Dhira more and more misbehaved.

What happened to the man who is now her husband? He's not possessed, is he? Thought Dhira while staring at Hexa without blinking.

'Ah, maybe he's just doing an imaging in front of the guests, he can't possibly treat me this well if no one is looking.'

Dhira immediately lowered his gaze and continued down the stage.

"Thank you for helping, sir. I'll take care of it."

Hexa just kept quiet, letting Dhira go alone, while she immediately joined some guests to just chat.

As Dhira passes through the corridor to get into the makeup room, she confronts the woman of her husband's past, Ressa.

Dhira turned a lazy eyeball, kept walking as if he did not know the woman.

However, as he was about to pass Ressa, the woman first grabbed his hand, preventing him from leaving.

"Please let go!" dhira said, still with a tone made as natural as possible, even though his heart had been burned.

Ressa turns her lips into a cynical smile. "You really think you're special, hm?"

Once again Dhira melengos, he guessed, surely the woman will not let him go just like that.

There will be many other dramas that will come out of the woman's mouth just to insult and demean her.

How obsessed is this woman before her with her husband?

"I said please let go! Didn't you hear it?"

However, it seems that Ressa is increasingly exerting her strength to keep holding Dhira's arm strong.

Dhira did not put up a fight, he just let the woman hold her hand as much as possible.

"You think Hexa married you because she likes you?" He brought his face closer to Dhira while smiling sideways.

Dhira could only sigh harshly and take his eyes off the woman. He was so fed up with Ressa's words from yesterday always irritated him.

"What does this have to do with you, miss?" Dhira looked back at Ressa with defiant eyes.

"I don't know if you're a woman who's so happy to interfere in other people's affairs, why don't you just be a journalist? I think that profession suits you." Dhira attacked back with a sly smile.

"Aren't you told by Hexa that she just wants to use you as a child printer? You'll be dumped as soon as he gets what he wants."

Ressa keeps trying to provoke Dhira.

Ressa was getting annoyed, she had said so many things, but Dhira instead acted so calmly.

"You don't deserve Hexa!" he shouted with a slightly raised voice.

"Then what if I don't deserve it? At least I'm the only woman who managed to marry him, right?"

"You!"

Dhira's smile was very clear as if he was mocking Ressa.

"That's it, Miss."

Dhira brushed off Ressa's hand that had been clutching her wrist.

He brought his face closer, and said in a soft voice right in front of Ressa's face.

"Stop barking in front of a wolf if you don't want to be its prey."

Then Dhira displayed a sly smile, he turned his back to Ressa, preparing to leave the woman. However, he suddenly stopped his steps and turned his head.

"Oh, yeah."

"I heard, you can't get pregnant because you had uterine cancer? Is true?"

Ressa's face immediately reddened, her breath she held while looking at Dhira full of anger.

"Don't you ever hook up with another guy before that?"

"Enough!" ressa shouted, feeling increasingly furious.

Dhira again bent her lips and snorted her cynical lips.

If Ressa does not first look for problems with her, she also does not need to be so concerned about the woman's illness that causes her to not be able to get pregnant because her uterus has been removed.

"You don't deserve to criticize my life!" yell again.

Dhira looked at him sharply. "Then do you think that you deserve to criticize my marriage to Hexa?"

"Why not? Hexa was in a relationship with me, of course I had something to do with your marriage."

Dhira felt increasingly fed up with Ressa's willful attitude, he was not given the slightest room to breathe fresh air and wander everywhere.

"For him, you're just a mass that's no more worth juxtaposing with a piece of trash."

Dhira also seemed more courageous, he continued to challenge with sentences that could hurt Ressa.

"You!"

Ressa pointed at Dhira's face furiously.

"Why?"

"Basic brash!"

Along with his growl, Ressa slapped a slap across Dhira's face, hard and strong.

Dhira's face instantly reddened that second as well.

"Ressa!"

Not far away from them, a man shouted, approaching with angry steps.

The man is Hexa, Hexa witnesses how her ex-lover hit Dhira, the woman who had become his wife.

"H-hexa?"

The hand that he had used to slap Dhira suddenly trembled, his face turning deathly pale looking at the arrival of the man who was least supposed to witness the scene.

"What did you just do to her?"

"Hexa, listen to my explanation first. It's not what you think!" she said

Ressa tries to grab her hand, but Hexa moves away first and doesn't want the woman to touch her.