His Purpose
45. Husband's Role

Maria cleared her throat awkwardly. Many times he tried to be calm in front of Gibran after last night's incident. But instead of the calm she got, Maria actually increasingly difficult to control her heart that does not want to be silent.

Gibran looks ordinary in front of him. The man ate quietly like the days before, making almost no sound even from the cutlery.

It was very different from Maria who had fought since. He could not hold the clang of his plate because of his trembling hand. Lightly, nervousness made his body suddenly tremor for no reason.

As now, Mary carelessly dropped the knife to the ground. Like a fool Mary suddenly forgot her table manner lesson.

He awkwardly leaned over and tried to take the knife back. But the arrival of Martha who was carrying a new knife stopped her intentions.

"A-Aah .. thank you," ringis Maria grabbed the knife Martha put on the table.

The middle-aged woman smiled as she bowed before then retreating to her original place.

For a moment he glanced at Gibran who seemed not to be bothered in the slightest. Unknowingly Maria was grimacing softly. Why was the man so calm as if nothing had happened between them? Last night he kissed Maria until she was swollen.

Maria grunts as hell. He continued his breakfast while occasionally grumbling in his heart. He was incessantly cursing at Gibran who he thought was so annoying.

When Gibran finished eating, he said nothing. The man left just like that leaving Maria who was even still chewing in her place.

Maria snorted annoyedly. His hand gripped tightly onto the fork and knife. Look at that guy. Is it true he's the guy who told Maria last night to have it?

It was very desirable that he spewed back his food if only Laura did not immediately come to hold out something on the table.

"Madam, this is from Mister," he said as he spread a stifled smile.

Mary frowned at the sight of a small box with gold and black polishes in its corner. He looked up at Laura asking, but the girl just gave him a skirt omen not knowing.

Curiously Maria picked up the box and began to open it. As a result, he fell silent when he found a car key that ran the same as the one he bought the other day.

What does this mean?

In a sudden confusion Laura whispered, "Miss, it seems like last night you managed to satisfy Master, huh?"

Maria almost choked on Laura's silly question.

"You mean?" sewot Maria saraya.

Laura rolled her eyes at Maria's neck, which had reddish marks. At once Maria also stuttered trying to close it even though it was free. Why did he forget about kissmark Gibran last night?

Oh, my God, that's a shame. Must have Gibran thought he wanted to show off.

"I-This .. This is a mosquito bite!" Maria tried to avoid.

Laura raised an eyebrow. "Masa? Jeez .. it turns out that Madam is not like a toddler. Madam is not good at finding excuses. Where is a mosquito bite that big? It's clearly a human bite."

Maria scowled warning Laura to shut up immediately. But there were times when the girl was naughty and denied it.

"Say, last night until what time? It must be a long time, huh? You don't usually wake up like that. Where did you guys do it? Madam's Room? Or Mr's room?"

"No, no. You don't like the room to be entered by others. Must be in the Madam's room. Aye, right?" Laura continued to nyerocos without caring for her whisper like toa invited the attention of the servants.

Maria almost cried. I really wanted to send Laura to Antarctica. Why does a mouth have to be that big?

"Nothing happened between me and Koko. Understood it? Stop making things up" said Maria, who immediately lost her appetite.

Maria left her half-last breakfast, trying to avoid Laura who was now throwing her with a seductive look.

"Nothing happened? So, why is Madam's face so red?" murmured Laura whistled to herself.

Actually he deliberately hardened his voice so that other servants who were there heard. He was still upset considering the rumors of Gibran and the servant named Jesi had to electrify the mansion and lower their respect for Maria.

Laura smiled as she saw some of the maids begin to whisper. It seems that Laura's plan to build a romantic image between Gibran and Maria began to work.

He was curious and wondered, though, with a red mark on Mary's neck. Maybe he'll find out later.

On the other hand, Mary could not help but smile at the box Gibran gave her. Does this mean he'll be free to walk out? Seeing the life behind the 10-meter-high gate that made her curious, Maria was really impatient to wait for it.

But that thought was soon broken by the short message that went into his phone.

"Don't touch that car. I won't let you drive it anytime soon."

At once Mary's countenance turned murky. He knows who sent the message. No one likes to rule Gibran.

"Why did he give me the car keys then?" upset Maria.

His feet stomped into the room and immediately threw the box on the bed.

He hit the air like it was Gibran. Not to forget Maria also issued various meanings for the husband who was not clear of his will, without realizing at all all his swear was heard directly by Gibran.

The man sat quietly in the car, hearing all Maria's annoyance at him. He looked at the lush trees from behind the window with a glaring look. His attention was distracted when the notification clink was present on his phone.

A message from Maria. Instantly the corner of his lips twitched reading the sentence that the woman sent was quite representative of his feelings.

"Based on a madman!"

He removed the cordless earphones in his ear. Then switch to looking at Nick who is sitting in the front passenger seat with the driver.

"Buy all the latest products from international brands released this month. Have them send it straight to the mansion."

Nick turned his head for a moment, "For the Madam?"

"Hm."

Gibran's assistant blinked, "Oh, okay."

Nick was astonished. And a few days ago he was thrown shoes by Maria until his head leaked. But, now it is willing to add to the collection of objects that seem dangerous.

Nick just found out, a woman who is emotional can be more terrible than a mother tiger who lost her child.

Oh, my God, he unconsciously shuddered. Suddenly he refused to continue his intention that previously wanted to find a girlfriend. It seems like it would be safer if he remained alone without a partner. Let's just jomlo, the important thing is his life does not float.

"Ah yes, also find a female bodyguard who can be trusted. His martial ability should be on par with that of a male fighter. Clean and have no criminal record."

"One more thing, he's normal and doesn't like women."

Nick's reflexes looked quickly. "Is this for the lady too?"

And Gibran just whimpered without answering. The man stared out the window quietly, making Nick almost forget that he was the boss.