Husband's Regrets: Revenge Marriage
(MM&GL) CHAPTER 10. Total Change.

Sometimes people behave too arrogant as if they are always going up. Arrogant humans who forget how to humanize humans. Always assume the people around him are not too important and only himself is the highest. They forget that he is also just an ordinary man who is far from perfect.

Joana remembers how evil she used to be when she was still a perfect woman. He has everything and always gets what he wants. He just asked, everything he wanted he would get. Makes Joana forget that the world is always spinning.

Now Joana feels her own life turned upside down by God to its lowest point. Being a sickly disabled woman, and now more sad when having to live in the pretense of being someone else.

A week passed quickly, Joana's condition had started to improve and she had been on the move as usual. Become a Mega whose behavior is regulated and monitored by all corners of the magnificent house.

Not to forget every night also he must be satisfied to be a toy doll Devan who always comes home with a changing mood. Sometimes love her so much, as if Joana is the queen. But sometimes Devan also behaves very rudely, venting his anger at Joana.

That morning Joana had breakfast as usual, in front of her there was Devan who read the newspaper by enjoying coffee.

"After this we will go" said Devan, either speaking to whom.

Joana glanced at him. "Where to go?" joana asked because Devan was silent.

"I've made an appointment with a dermatologist and a stylish. Today I'll take you there" Devan answered, folding his newspaper and enjoying his coffee, he saw Joana who was beautiful that morning using the flower dress that Devan chose.

"You're so pretty," praised Devan looking at Joana gently.

Joana chokes at the compliment, takes a drink beside her and gulps it down quickly.

"Slow down, I still have plenty of time. I'm off to the office." Devan reached out his hand to wipe the remaining bit of rice that was accidentally left in the corner of Joana's lips.

"Ehm, where did you want to take me?" Joana chooses to ignore Devan's attention.

"Go to the doctor, your skin used to be a little brownish. And I saw you remove the tattoo I made on your body" Devan said so casually.

"meaning?" Joana clasped the spoon in her hand. I don't know why a bad feeling was stirring him up.

"There's no way you don't know what I mean. We do it again, and never try to remove it. It's a memento of mine," Devan said in a threatening tone in his voice.

Joana bit her lip, already wanting to argue, but it would definitely only get her into new trouble.

Shut up, just shut up and according to what Joana can do. The more he refuted, the more tormented he became. But even though he was already very tormented, Devan really wanted to make himself Mega completely.

'Until when should I keep quiet?'

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Joana held back her crying that wanted to come out, her chest felt very sore when a tattooist engraved a tattoo with the shape of a butterfly just above the sensitive part. Joana repeatedly grimaced, the pain and heat mixed into one as the device touched her skin.

However, it seems Devan doesn't really care. The man seriously opened his phone without wanting to see what happened to Joana.

Almost two hours Joana had to endure the pain and she got the results Devan wanted.

"Mr Devan, it's done" the tattooist told me.

Devan raised his gaze, he gave the gesture to that person to come out. He then walked closer to Joana who was still sitting holding back the pain of the area affected by the tattoo.

Devan smiled faintly, he held the newly created tattoo slowly.

"Shhhhh ...." Joana sizzled softly, it still felt really sore.

"Like a tattoo engraved on your body, like that you have to love me. If my love is as high as the sky, your love should be as deep as the ocean. As well as my love, if I love you more, you should love me more, and love me more. Do you understand?" the word Devan gives a very clear ultimatum for Joana to understand.

Joana actually does not understand, what does Devan's request mean? What does it mean to give greater love than Devan gives? Sounds very selfish.

"Dev!" Joana screams in shock, Devan is always doing things beyond his prediction.

"After this we'll go to stylish, I want you to change your hair," Devan said staring at Joana's jet-black hair.

"I love my hair, Dev" said Joana.

"I don't like it."

Only three sentences were slid, but Joana couldn't do anything. He really had to accept that his fate was turned into the figure of someone else just because of obsession alone. Joana herself is confused, what does this Devan want? If you love your boyfriend, why do you often treat him harshly?

Joana had some time to hear some servants say that Devan was actually very guilty of the death of his fiancee. But seeing how his nature, his bicycle was very impossible.

Today Devan completely changed Joana's appearance. Her hair, which was originally long black, was turned into a curly model and was brownish in color. His skin that was originally clean white has also been given injections to become more brownish. Joana is increasingly similar to Mega, making Devan to gawk.

"Mr Devan, how is it? Is it as you want it?" The Stylish asked in a resplendent voice, looking eager to curry favor with a Devandra Dawson.

Devan did not reply, he saw Joana with a very shocked face. With her new look, Joana looks more and more similar to Meganya.

"Mega," called Devan in a heavy voice.

Joana just kept quiet, feeling like she wasn't Mega. So he just kept quiet.

Devan smiles satisfied to see Joana's appearance, but he is a little surprised, it turns out that the girl he met some time ago is really very similar to Mega if their appearance is the same.

"Is it done? I want to go home" said Joana who felt tired all day outside the house.

"We're going home, but I'm going to take you somewhere first" Devan said.

"Where?" joana asked bending her forehead in confusion.

"Don't get used to always asking. Everything I'm going to do you have to do. So does the place, every place that I am going to, then that should be your goal. Because we are one."

Joana frowned deeply, what the hell did Devan mean. Why do you like to give it puzzles.

"If your goal is my goal, is my goal your goal?" said Joana.

"I'm not theorizing" Devan said.

"I'm just asking too. If indeed we are one, it means that my purpose is your purpose as well. Is it really like that?" ask Joana.

"Mega, you know your position," sergeant Devan started glancing at Joana dislikes

"Yes, I know my position. But looking at your way, Mega might be more happy to be separated from you" said Joana.

"What do you mean say that?" Devan straightened his body, the anger was already enveloping him.

"none. I was just thinking about what you said. If your goal is my goal, then my goal should be yours as well. What we do will be our goal. It's not just deciding you have to be like this, it's not love, Devan. But a must," said Joana with a voice that sounded firm, the look in her eyes so serious.

Devan was instantly speechless, he should have been able to refute Joana's words. But his mouth was locked.

'Doesn't it follow my wishes, it's like following a wish together? I have the right to decide, right?