Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife

Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife
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"Go to Askala when you're calm." Eris decided to throw him out. "I want to rest too."


"Yes." Yeah." The man moved, but it was obvious that he was exhausted to the point of staggering. "By the way, how's Sanya? You got information?"


Eris was silent for a moment. If Arkas heard Sanya had a trauma and it was severe, he would definitely try to save her.


The boy is a descendant of Abkariza. Want him to mess up, he'll be treated the way Askala and Sierra are treated. But, Eris was unwilling to give Sanya comfort now.


And Arkas would definitely not be happy with his methods.


"For now, he's still keeping his mouth shut. And he said he hated me."


Arkas laughed heartily. "Why do so many of our families hate both of us?"


Because people who make decisions are always forced to think about all the feelings of others. It's as simple as it really is.


When Arkas left, Eris sat on the edge of the bed. His hand was looking for Roxanne's hand, grasping it gently.


"Maybe Arkas is right, Roxanne." Eris soaked in the warmth of Roxanne's hand. "I'm always looking for you to entertain myself."


Maybe that's why Eris loves him. A pathetic and imperfect creature.


"That's weird, isn't it?" Eris smiled. "The more days I love you the more pathetic you are."


Not because Eris wants to see him cry sobbing or being fooled, but Eris likes Roxanne who is not smart, insensitive and can not do anything.


"Wake up soon."


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Roxanne just sat quietly in the darkness of her dreamland. From a distance, he could see many things.


Elios who sat smoking with Daniel and Zack, Graean by his side reading books, Mariana playing the harp, Diane falling asleep, Sanya playing with fish in the pond. There was also an Arkas with the Narendra talking for some reason.


They all look but feel so far away.


Roxanne just sat quietly watching them, because for some reason, she felt that everyone was looking at her unhappily.


It was as if they were hoping Roxanne disappeared. So Roxanne sat in this darkness. So that he does not need to see the sharp gaze of anyone.


But ....


Just then, suddenly a blanket wrapped around his body. Forcing Roxanne to look up, at the shadow that had just enveloped Roxanne.


"You ...."


Roxanne.


Woke up? He told Roxanne to wake up? Wh-wh-what for? None of them wanted Roxanne to exist so if she woke up, everyone would be distracted.


No. gabe. Most importantly, if he woke up, Roxanne would only be injured again. He doesn't want to.


Go and get away from her. Stop forcing Roxanne to do something again. He doesn't want any more.


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"Elios."


Clearly Elios could feel the great anger of Askala even though only one word, namely his name, was issued.


He looked terrifying as he held his own neck and looked at Elios with crazy eyes.


"Did something happen, brother?" elios asked, pretending not to understand he was angry.


"I changed my mind."


"Hm?"


"Kill your wife." Askala was bluffing her teeth furiously. "Kill him now. I don't care what it's going to do, but I'll take him out of my world!"


Heeh, surprising but 'not surprising'. She likes to change her mind, like women in general. He was cunning but his emotions were always the foremost.


Even so, Elios thinks he doesn't really care about Roxanne right now because the woman is in a coma.


"Calm down, Brother." Elios came to him, drawing Ascala's hand from his own neck. "What's wrong? Why would Roxanne make you angry?"


Askala's body trembled with anger. He was even too angry to dismiss Elios who was hugging him.


"Arkas hurt me" muttered Askala furiously. "That idiot hurt me just because of your wife!"


Elios guesses Arkas just drove Askala out of Eris's room because she was crazy enough to kill a comatose person.


"So that's it." Elios grinned as his hands patted Askala's back. "My dear sister, of course Young Miss Narendra does not deserve to be insulted just because of a cattle."


Elios used to say to Sanya, right? That Askala is easy to control when it comes to Arkas.


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