CHOOSE SILENCE
Chapters. 8. Superfluity

At least I didn't taste the food, just touch it I was reluctant. I closed my eyes again, wanting to go back to sleep. It turned out that luck was on my side so I went back to sleep on an empty stomach.

Uums...

I yawn while stretching the muscles that feel cramping. I opened my eyes, I saw the jet had landed, which meant we had arrived at Incheon-Seoul International Airport. Yes Alfred took me to his place of residence all this time.

"Let's Miss" said Andre to me, realizing that I had woken up. As for that demon guy I didn't see him, it's good that I don't see him.

I took a long breath.

"Why doesn't Miss eat Miss' food?" ask Andre.

I glanced at the table that had originally placed the food but I did not find it anymore.

"Mr Alfred protested," he added again who managed to make my forehead shrivel.

What does Andre mean to say Alfred protested, what did he protest? I don't understand and I don't care.

"Master? you call him Sir? aren't your positions equal? even he himself called out a name directly with you, very strange." I said to Andre before I got up.

"Let's not ask a lot of questions" said Andre with a flat face, as if he did not like my question. "Hmm Mister has left earlier and I'm the one who escorted Miss," he continued back so as to make my steps stop.

"I can be alone" my cynic. Yes this guy is 11.12 by Alfred's nature.

"Please if Miss knows of the Master's residence. If so, excuse me," at a glance Andre left me without looking back.

"Huh.." I was shocked to realize. With a flash I ran before Andre disappeared. Of course I don't know the address of my husband, uh the man who will torment me was born inner, that's what is suitable to mention his figure.

From the stairs I can still see Andre wanting to enter the car.

"Andre wait," I shouted as I ran. "Wait for me Andre," I cried out to him, impossible not to be heard but as if my cry was useless to him and ignored him.

"What?" andre snapped at me as soon as I managed to pull his shirt.

Huh...

I regulate my breath, this chest is very difficult to breathe oxygen. Without answering, I just got into the car that would take us to the airport.

Arriving at the airport I followed Andre's steps from behind, how sad my situation is now. The daughter of a famous family now is not like a mafia prisoner.

In the car I just looked at the car window with a feeling of sadness. I don't admire the beauty of Seoul at all because it's not the first time. In the past during High School me and Gaby often took a vacation to choose this country.

"It's up to Miss" the baritone's voice resuscitated my daydream. I didn't even realize where we were now. I saw a big and luxurious house before my eyes. Every thought began to wonder filled my head. "Will Miss stay in the car?" andre's insinuation is back to fading my daydreams. I sighed lazily and immediately got out of the car.

"Whose house is this?" askaku while paying attention.

"According to Miss?" instead of answering Andre, I asked a question that irritated me.

"I asked Mr. Andre!" I purposely pressed the call while braking.

"Lord's Residence. Does Miss mind? missus have a luxurious palace compared to this?" andre's gaze made me throw my face away.

"If I could choose I would rather stay in a hut than in a mansion like this but feel like hell" I murmured without fear of being heard by Andre, wouldn't that be good? that's according.

Andre ignored my murmur and immediately left me who was standing by.

"Actually who is he? enigmatic. Isabella is finished with your history of the hyx, hyx," I cried in my heart.

I also followed Andre.

"I can only drive you here. Get in before you kick your ass!" Andre's words horrified me, did the demon man do as Andre said? I was not calm enough to make my knees shake.

Clamps

I opened the door, it was unlocked. As if to accept my arrival uninvited by the owner.

"Does a house this big not have ART?" I muttered while walking.

For a moment my steps came to a halt with my body frozen to see the disgusting sight before my eyes. Where a woman dressed in sexy clothes was sitting on Alfred's lap while rubbing Alfred's face.

"Honey he's come" said the woman in a spoiled tone without wanting to get off Alfred's lap, she noticed my presence there.

"Let it honey, he's just a fly in this house. Let's just say he's looking for dirty food to live in," Alfred's venomous mouth humbled me as his rightful wife. For whatever reason I never expected that I would be equated with the slobiest animal.

I threw away my face to avoid these two eyes, to watch their shameless intimacy. Not because of heartache but they seemed to not appreciate my existence here.

"Honey turns out she's very pretty," my eyes round hearing her praise. The woman with a dislike tone. He looked at me from toe to head like he wanted to skin my body.

"Thank you honey," the woman shamelessly kissed Alfred on the cheek.

I swallowed trying to calm down. This blood has already flowed into the crown. Both of my hands were clenched tightly, wanting to put a lump in the face of the two of them but that wish of mine I could only endure.

Alfred lifted the woman's body and sat her down next to him.

"Honey you better get going right now" Alfred said.

"Alright honey. Hmm remember take care of your heart and tell me who my status is here because there is no time for me to explain that to him" said the woman with a cynical look at me.

Alfred was speechless still with his cold face, could it be that he did not want to point at the slightly refreshing face before me?.

The woman immediately passed, deliberately nudging my shoulder while brushing her long hair so that it hit my entire face.

"That's so," he sneered with a mocking smiling face.

Alfred approached me so that I slightly turned my legs back after the woman's departure.

"He's my wife!"

Deg

My eyes glared with my mouth open. Not to mention this heart wants to be dislodged hearing Alfred's confession about his relationship with the woman earlier. Did he say wife? did I just hear wrong? I'm sure I didn't hear wrong because it was so loud. Alfred told the position of the woman he had peppered earlier.

"Did you hear?" the baritone voice rising up Alfred awakened my silence.

"Wife?" I muttered very softly. "So what's my status here?" my inner.

"Well, she's my real wife" he admitted again, who managed to make this chest like a big new blow, with a sharp knife that hit me right in my heart.

"You're playing religion? how could you have done this sacred marriage while you were still someone else's legal husband? is this a joke?" I said by gathering courage against Alfred's confession.

Alfred drew closer with a murderous look. His jaw hardened with clenched teeth, signaling his anger.

Aww

His heavy hands clutched my face so tightly.

"You taught me about that? is that so Isabella January? hmm I forgot now that the name of January has been discarded and replaced with H. I insist never dare to teach me" Alfred said angrily. He tightened the grip so much that it made me want to cry but for now I am trying hard in front of him.

Brakes

My body was pushed so that it hit the foot of the sofa table.

"It's nothing if you dare to teach me again" he said back with his demonic face.

I fell silent without wanting to respond to all of the meaninglessness. There's no point in me cutting because with me coming out the word makes him even more angry.

"There are only two empty rooms. Your room is in that corner where it's usual for guests. One more thing I emphasize is never set foot on the 3rd floor because it's not your territory" he said in a position behind me. "Don't expect here a servant like you in your palace because I won't be able to pay them, and this house isn't mine. So that's why you did it all" he continued without turning back.

I fell silent while enduring the pain in my knee from the impact of the foot of the sofa table.

"Isabella be aware of who your status is here, you're just a prisoner who knows when to be released," I thought softly.

After saying that Alfred left me up the stairs. I inched up and dragged my suitcase into the room Alfred had pointed out.

Clamps

I opened the door. My feet stopped stepping on the doorstep. My eyes were round looking at the conditions in the room. No. This is not worth saying room but a useless storage warehouse.

I took a long breath. How could Alfred torture myself at a time like this. I went in and cleaned the room that was deliberately made by the owner. Tired of course but this room had to be neat so I could rest on the bed enough to fit those two people.

After storing tools such as sweepers and mops I closed the door of the room and did not forget to lock it.

Hiks hyks

The cry I had been holding since then was now spilled out instantly. I sat at the door with my knees hugged.

"What's my fault, God? until I meet him?" my cries broke the silence.

It should have been a bridal night for the newlyweds but that didn't apply to us. This is the first night that welcomes my suffering. His words about having a wife ringing in my ears. As soon as fear haunted me, what if my family knew this truth. I can't describe how Papa reacted to Mama. Yeah for whatever reason I don't want this to happen. Let me endure all this without knowing what my fault is. I pray that this truth will not reach my family's ears, especially my parents.

Seriate....

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