Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife
18. Elios's Twins

Roxanne yelled until her vocal cords felt broken.

Her tears were panicked and frightened. Oxygen to his lungs was obstructed because the strong giggles were not joking in action.

He really wanted to kill Roxanne.

He will die!

Just then, Roxanne suddenly repeated what she told Mom before going to this place.

"I'm scared. I'm scared, Mother. That guy, dia—"

"Then don't."

"If you're talking about a rumor that he killed his wives, or about him beating his wife, or whatever bad news is—then don't make him do it."

"Don't make him angry, don't offend him. Don't bother him, don't make him unhappy. If he says silence, then be mute until he says speak."

Is this his fault for breaking orders? Is this wrong with being too greedy?

I should have kept quiet. I should have just held on! From the beginning I knew my life was at stake. This was different from a thief who only went to jail!

Roxanne's getting no breath. He was sure that if one more minute experienced this, his life was completely depleted.

And so, without the slightest bit of her being able to control, that survival instinct emerged. Roxanne punches Elios in the face, kicks him in the stomach, until the giggling is forced off.

Roxanne was sitting on the floor almost the same as the first time she came. But the difference is, Roxanne is now crying between her attempts at breathing.

New breath.

"oh." The monster held onto his cheek that was hit. "After disobeying my orders, riding arbitrarily to my floor, you now beat me. Really pest."

Roxanne's lips twitched between her tears.

He looked up at Elios not with a cry of fear, but with anger and hatred.

Damnit damnit! Fucking shit! Fucking badjerkans!

Mother told me to be humble in order to live, not die! I never asked to be here so why does he keep torturing me?

"Hateful eyes."

Elios had suddenly crouched down, looking into Roxanne's eyes with his crazy smile.

"So so. You came so that your eyes would be gouged out. You seem to know how to cheer me up a little."

".... Crazy fucker."

Elios. "What?"

"You're strangling someone else just because I climbed into this place, huh?! From the beginning shouldn't have brought me here if you didn't want to! You crazy man!"

Right after, Roxanne's hair was pulled tight.

Roxanne screams in pain as Elios pulls the hair to drag Roxanne's body.

He didn't care if it made Roxanne's hair fall out. Roxanne could only scream from the pain in her hair.

However, in the very short time that her body was being dragged away by force, Roxanne saw the contents of the room from the open door.

There's a painting there. A giant painting the size of a room wall framed with gold and beautiful small lights.

In the painting, there is a girl laughing so pretty that it feels even an angel was envious. And on the lap of the girl lay a teenage boy with the same face as him, smiling with his eyes closed.

Twins.

They're twins.

Elios ... and its twin.

"Akh!"

Roxanne's body was thrown into a dark room right next to the painting room. He grimaced holding his head so painful that his skin felt torn.

But Elios didn't give him a chance to feel the pain. He crouched back, clutching Roxanne's jaw.

"I've never asked a pest like you to come here" he whispered heartlessly. "The one who gave you to me was Mom. And Mother bought you, of your own accord, to come here. Then you yelled it was my fault, huh?'

Roxanne could only be suffocated by her own breath.

He can't argue because it's true.

"I hate to be blamed the most."

Roxanne held her breath as her neck fell on Elios' big hand.

He's not strangling. Just put his hand on the giggling.

But Roxanne felt strangled.

"I hate people who say I'm wrong. I hateit. I hate him so much" murmured the insane man. "You came to me and blamed me. I want to kill you now, Roxanne, but I need to hear something from you first."

Those frightening eyes were suddenly in front of his eyes.

"Take your word and say it's all your fault. That way you can die."

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