Forced to marry girl {LUGU} PSYCHO
Episode 232

After Ansell cleaned her body, she came out of the bathroom in a casual suit such as short cargo pants and black oversize t-shirts.

With a sharp look and 1 hand that was still trying to dry her wet hair with a small towel. He was again upset because his wife again appeared in front of him complete with a tray containing porridge then placed on the nightstand.

But this time Ansell just exhaled his rough breath and kept walking towards his bed. No matter what his little wife did that even still seemed messed up with the black dress she wore last night.

“you've taken a shower. I put porridge and medicine here for you.” Ahreum said with a bitter smile.

Ansell did not answer that she was just sitting on the side of the bed and grabbed her phone placed next to the pillow.

Slowly Ahreum approached and stood before Ansell, then tried to take over the activity of Ansell who was rubbing a small towel with 1 hand on her hair.

Although initially hesitant because of fear Ansell raged again, but this time he looked calmer, he also let Ahreum take care of his wet hair, while he was focusing on the screen of his phone.

“Do you not have the pride Ahreum.” muttered Ansell interrupted by his busy fiddling with the screen of his phone.

Ahreum stopped the movement of his hand for a moment when he heard the sentence. Then continue back as if nothing happened.

“you think you can shake myself just by keeping quiet and accepting my harsh treatment. No.. My compassion is no longer there for you.” Ansell continued with emphasis in every word he said.

“I only do my duty as wife.” Ahreum's constant response was to strengthen himself.

“Whatever your treatment, or how heavy the road I went to be with you. Even though the road is filled with minefields even though I will still pass through it.” Ahreum said back that even made Ansell chuckle and lower his phone and then looked at his wife's reddish eyes due to crying too much.

“What?!

Minefields? Hahaaa.you are very good at stringing words to make people fall asleep with your false sincerity. That's enough, you better go.” Ansell brushed Ahreum's two hands off his head.

“well. I hope you eat the porridge even though I'm not sure it will taste the same as Ijah bi made, but at least you should eat to take your medicine.

If you need me, I'm outside.” Ahreum then withdrew from her husband's room.

Seeing the condition of his wife's body that was filled with bruises and scratches all over her body, making Ansell's heart feel slashed.

It was undeniable that his mouth always uttered harsh words, inversely proportional to his heart that still deeply loved Ahreum.

Perhaps it was because that deep love made his disappointment truly unbearable.

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Her night.

After a long day in Ansell's room came out to fill her stomach. Because the porridge that Ahreum made in the morning and afternoon was already well digested in his stomach.

Yes, although not as good as bi Ijah, but he still spent it without remaining.

Ansell came out with a dirty bowl and glass in her grasp.

He saw Ahreum sleeping with a position sitting on the sofa while crossing his legs, it was clear that a scratch was caused by a flake of light glass on his foot. Which makes the deepest part feel stung to see the heartbreaking condition of his wife.

Not only that both his hands also look blistered, due to hot water this morning.

Ansell let out a long sigh before stepping back to the kitchen area to place the dirty bowl and glass.

Before starting the action to cook dinner, Ansell chose to return to her room first to bring a box of P3K stored in her bedroom.

Ansell threw the P3K box beside his sleeping wife in an unusual sleeping position.

Ahreum woke up from a P3K box hitting his leg.

Without a word Ansell just went to the kitchen.

Meanwhile Ahreum was seen observing the P3K box with a glare. Because despite being angry Ansell still cares about him.

“you want to cook? Let me just.” Ahreum shouted as he was about to get off the sofa.

You stay there!” firmly Ansell who made Ahreum again sat down and sighed.

While her husband was cooking dinner, she went back to watching a television broadcast that she had previously left to sleep because she was so sleepy.

He began treating his wounds with P3K equipment given by Ansell earlier.

In the midst of his busy work in the kitchen, Ansell stole a look at what Ahreum was doing in the middle room.

Sometimes the girl seemed to smile at the large flat object in front of her, laughing and also snatching as if expressing the condition of her heart.

A few minutes later the cooking was ready to be served and eaten, while Ansell was enjoying her own dinner at the table, Ahreum could only stare at her husband while swallowing her saliva several times.

Although his desire was eager to dine and dinner with Ansell, plus the aroma of Ansell's cooking that made his stomach continue to race to ask for food. But how else she did not want to damage her husband's appetite with his appearance.

He could only sigh resignedly and then lay himself in the sofa while still watching the tv broadcast that was going on in front of him.

After eating his dinner, Ansell then left the kitchen area and returned to his room with 1 glass containing wine.

Hearing Ansell's bedroom door sound, Ahreum woke up from her sleep and looked at Ansell's back which disappeared after her bedroom door closed.

“hmm..” Again Ahreum could only sigh then get up from the sofa and walk towards the kitchen, hoping Ansell left her homemade dinner for the poor girl who had been waiting in the guest room.

“wuaaahh.. “ exclaims Ahreum with 2 sparkling eyes because the dining table is filled with delicious dishes that make him drool.

He sat enthusiastically with his hands that dipped all sorts of dishes and placed them on his plate.

“Enaaakk is really, better than Ijah's, the chefs in my mom's house and my aunt's house, heheee. It turns out not only handsome and smart but he's good at cooking too. How can there be a person with a full package like my husband.” Oceh Ahreum in the middle of his fun devouring dinner made by her husband super duper delicious, while wiggling his head occasionally so devouring feed after mouth into his tiny mouth.

Meanwhile, from behind the bedroom door, Ansell was sticking her ears on the door of the room trying to vaguely capture the happy cry of his wife who was enjoying her dinner alone.

“What I do.” Ansell muttered as she realized what she was doing right now.

He then pulled a step towards the balcony of his room still with a glass containing wine in his hand.

Ansell exhaled while watching the surrounding streets filled with passing vehicles. He put 1 hand into his pajama pants pocket while sipping a mouthful of wine that can make himself feel better.

Shortly afterwards he heard the balcony door connecting his room open, his eyes glancing slightly back, along with the landing of a warm embrace from behind his body.

“What are you doing?!” ketus Ansell was still in a cold tone, he had wanted to forcefully remove Ahreum's embrace, but seeing Ahreum's hands wrapped in cassa cloth made him disengage and just let it go.

“I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please forgive me Ansell.” said Ahreum lirih while tightening his arms.

Hearing that very sincere-sounding sentence eroded Ansell's defense and could only exhale his rude breath, instead of throwing rude sentences or moving back from his wife's existence.

He only let Ahreum hold her tightly while his gaze remained straight ahead.

“Do you have no other sentence other than, apologize.” Sahut Ansell after sipping back the wine.

“I...love you.” continued Ahreum while raising her head beside her husband's stocky body and trying to look at her husband's face from below, because their height was quite far about 15 cm.

“ciihh!!

I told you not to say that nonsense sentence.” Ansell said with a sharp glance.

“but I didn't lie.” Ahreum muttered as she put her cheek back on her husband's wide back.

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