Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife
3. Scary Men

Roxanne is knocked over by a hard slap that lands on her face.

The girl looked up in surprise, finding a pair of dark black eyes from Madame Medea as the puncher just now.

"Your name is a little charming so I wish for more but it's a carcass."

The woman frowned angrily beside her son who was just silently watching.

"How dare a lowly person speak disrespectfully. Me? You use that kind of language in front of your master?"

Zonk.

Zonk.

What's wrong? Roxanne's been obedient. He even smiled a little. Isn't that what men like? Isn't that the kind of sentence that made them kings?

"Sorry, Madam." Roxanne had to bite her tongue.

Throw away her self-esteem and feelings because, as Mother said, in this world, all that matters is selling yourself for the sake of life.

"I did something wrong. Please forgive me."

Madame Medea was even more visibly annoyed.

That's when ....

"Mother, is she a commoner or from the farm?" The man asked full of tenderness to his mother.

"Ordinary people." Madam Medea immediately turned away. "You killed four of your wives from the farm. Therefore the First Young Master said that for so on, your wife only needs to be from ordinary people."

The man looked at Roxanne expressionlessly. "I don't really care so tell Brother it doesn't matter."

"But, Elios ...."

"Mother, the ethics of the common man and the woman of the farm are clearly different. So let it go. He doesn't understand."

Madam Medea sighed. "alright. Mother thinks you're taking it."

"Yes. Mother can return. I'll take care of it myself."

Madame Medea touched her son's face with a gentle rub before passing away without seeing Roxanne again.

Now Roxanne could only look up at the man standing right in front of her, staring with no more desire.

"What's your name?" ask the man.

"R-Roxanne's."

"You're my wife from now on, but your position is worthless slave." The man spoke without the slightest hesitation.

"What you must remember while you are here: don't appear in front of my face unless I ask. Not intentionally."

Roxanne.

"Then" the Young Master reached out, helping Roxanne stand up, "I hate all my wives."

He helped Roxanne stand up just to whisper in her ear.

"Don't try to attract my attention, don't try to seduce me, don't try to expect anything from me. You don't live until I consider you alive. You know what I mean, don't you, my wife?"

He ... is much scarier than the rumors.

Why would he marry so many women if he hated her? Why would he pile up so many wives if he didn't want to see them?

Roxanne doesn't understand. Roxanne doesn't like the situation right now.

But .. I'll live my way. Life is luxurious and abundant in treasures so that there is nothing I cannot get.

"I totally understand." Roxanne was no longer smiling but was just an empty face. "I don't live until you want me to live."

The man moved away from Roxanne. "Go and find your own place."

Without much of Roxanne's voice leaving, looking for a room for her to occupy on her own as ordered.

His fingertips trembled at the thought of having to live one roof with that ruthless man. Roxanne held her sore throat as if she had swallowed a stone.

His eyes closed, very hard to hold his tears did not fall.

Shit, stop being so whiny. I told you that living as a rich man's wife has been very profitable for Roxanne who is nobody. It may even be a blessing because Elios is not a fat ugly, perverted man.

He's a guy who's too handsome. It's just that he's unreachable and Roxanne doesn't care.

"To be able to live without working hard is good enough." Roxanne brushed away her tears. "Stop being scared for stupid reasons, you crybaby."

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