Mr. Billioneire Wife
What kind of dress is this? (Revision)

Milan, 18:00 PM.

The distance from Milan to New York takes about 10 hours. The plane arrived in Milan in the afternoon.

Birthday party at night. Because of this, Damian invites Grace to stop at a five-star hotel to rest for the next few hours.

They get ready an hour before the party starts. Damian hired a professional makeup artist to court Grace. Tonight, Grace should be the center of attention. To let the whole family know, Grace is his wife.

Yeah, Damian kept the other reason behind the party. In addition to celebrating Ara's birthday, the party also aims to introduce Grace to the Wilson family.

Two years passed, never once did Damian bring Grace home to the main mansion. Even showing Grace a picture never. Damian brings Grace home. To introduce him to the family, tonight.

"Please sit down, lady, I'll dress you up!" a brownish-haired young woman invites Grace to sit in the front seat of the dresser. Once in doubt, before Grace never wear makeup. Afraid his face was getting older.

Actually without any makeup, Grace looks beautiful. However, the fairy wanted to squeeze a little so that Grace's pores were not visible. Only thin make up, not bold make up that menor.

For 30 minutes Grace sat in an upright position. Tired, but the results did not disappoint. Grace's beauty doubled. It makes anyone who sees it fascinated.

"This is your dress, miss!" hand over the black dress with the cleavage up to the thigh. Slightly open, but fit in Grace's slender body.

"How do I look?" Grace asked as she turned her body to the right and to the left. Staring at the fairy with an intense look. Can't wait to hear his opinion.

"Very beautiful, miss!" his praise was accompanied by a sincere smile.

Grace was happy with her appearance now, but wasn't this dress too revealing. Grace was sure, Damian must have been angry after seeing her wearing this material-deficient dress.

Geck! poke! poke! three beats were heard from out there. Grace walked over, opening the door. Damian stood up straight while carrying Xavier.

"Are you ready?" tanyakanya. Those grayish eyes noticed Grace's appearance from top to bottom. Her face turned grim as she caught the hemisphere of the dress quite high.

"What kind of a thing is this, who chooses?" ask Damian furiously. Then, the perias fell silent on the spot. His body trembled violently, frightened by Damian's question.

"Replace" Damian ordered. One word, but it sounds firm and cannot be trivialized. Grace rolled her eyeballs lazily, the party's about to start. And Damian told him to change clothes, was he kidding. ?They don't have much time left.

"Ef, we're too late!" grace said lazily. Damian did not deny, as they should have reached the venue by now.

"Ck, come!" by having to agree. A little unwilling, but this problem can still be tolerated. After all, this party is only attended by family members. So giving a little freedom is okay.

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Arriving at the main mansion, Damian had Grace embrace his left arm. While his right arm, he used to carry Xavier. They enter with step.

And somehow Grace felt restless. A little nervous, because Damian brought her home for the first time after they got married. "Finally you're coming too, baby!"

A simple-looking middle-aged woman walked over to them quickly. The woman smiled until she showed wrinkles around her eyes.

"I miss you mom!" damian said without changing his expression. Yes, that woman is Agatha Wilson. Hans Wilson's wife and Damian's mother.

Seeing Damian's expression, Agatha gave a smile. Decades of time. But Damian was still the same, sparing expression and speech. Just like his father.

"This.. ?" looking at Grace with a question mark. The one in the face is nervous. Smiled stiffly without taking out a word.

"This is Grace mom, my wife and this is Xavier your granddaughter!" instantly a bright smile was imprinted on his wrinkled face. Agatha pulled Grace's body and hugged her tightly.

"Welcome to our family, baby!" yells. At first Grace was surprised, but Grace returned Agatha's embrace and thanked her.

"Grace? if I'm not mistaken, you're Daniel Elard's youngest daughter huh?" A middle-aged man replied from back there. No matter when, Hans Wilson stood behind Agatha.

"Yes uncle, I'm the daughter of Daniel Elard's youngest daughter!" replied after releasing a hug. Hearing Grace calling him with uncle's frills, Hans Wilson let go of his laughter.

To her Grace is very funny and silly, "call me dad, son. I'm your father-in-law!" rubbed Grace's head a few times. A warm feeling enveloped the heart, Grace did not expect to get pleasant treatment from the Damian family.

"Dear baby, I'll introduce you to our family!" Agatha pulls Grace in, leaving Damian with her father. Too happy with Grace's arrival, Agatha forgets Xavier's presence.

"They forgot us boy!" damian muttered. Follows his mother and wife from behind.

Agatha introduced Grace to her younger sister, Kanaya. Yeah, Kanaya and Dominic always come every year Ara. It can be said Ara is like their own biological child.

"this is my sister Kanaya and this is my brother-in-law Dominic!" Grace nodded slowly, then smiled faintly and greeted them.

"Your daughter-in-law is so beautiful, brother!" puji Kanaya made Grace wrong. "You also have a beautiful daughter-in-law, so don't be envious!" agatha's circus in a crisp laugh.

"Where's Peter, hasn't he come yet?" turn his head to the right and to the left. Looking for the whereabouts of the nephew. Nil, Peter's nose stem is still not visible.

Taps! taps! taps! the sound of heels echoed throughout the room. Their conversation halted, all eyes fixed on the stairs. A beautiful girl walked down the stairs gracefully.

Seeing how beautiful Ara was made Grace fascinated. Grace thinks Hans Wilson's descendants are flawed. Everything is beautiful and handsome. Ara had the same eyeball color as Damian's.But their faces were not similar at all.

Grace became Ara's main goal. The girl approached Grace and greeted enthusiastically. "Hi brother-in-law, I can finally meet you!" Ara hugged Grace without asking for permission. Grace was aghast in shock, but welcomed Ara's embrace.

"Hi Ara," Grace greeted back. Ara looked pleased with his presence. "This is for you!" handing the golden colored box parcel.

"Thank you brother!" excited about getting a gift. This is the first time Grace has given Ara a birthday present after her marriage. Of course Ara accepted it with pleasure.

Now his gaze turned to the baby sitting on Damian's lap. "My niece, can I hold her, brother?" ara's permission on Grace. Really, this girl has been infuriating Damian ever since. How not, Ara seemed to forget her presence here.

"Of course, you can carry it. No need to ask permission" Grace replied. It makes Ara happy. Without wasting any time, Ara pulled Xavier out of Damian's lap and carried him away from the dining table.

Agatha, Kanaya, and Grace were busy chatting together. Share stories about home life. Hans, Dominic, and Damian were silent and watching each other. The three pitiful men looked in boredom. However, the three also did not know what to do.

"Wanna play chess?" hans in the end. Dominic and Damian cast glances at each other, as if arguing through that gaze.

Because there are no activities they can do here. Both of them nodded simultaneously. Approving Hans Wilson's invitation.

Hans invites Dominic and Damian into the study. Because there is no quieter place than his study. In the past, this space was filled with various kinds of documents and electronic objects.

But now, this space turned into a museum of antique objects. Yeah, after Damian took over the company. Hans began to enjoy his old age. By collecting antiques sold at auction.

"You just play" Damian said. He decided to give up and let the old friend play. Neither Hans nor Dominic refused.

Both of them sat in opposite places. Start neatly arranging the pieces on the board. "By the way Grace was, did you tell her about Peter and Rachel's wedding?"

Dominic asked the question, moving the piece on the board. The game was started by Hans because the man chose a white piece.

"I still haven't told Grace uncle!" answer Damian. His eyes focused on the chessboard.

"You should have told him from the beginning boy. Maybe your problems won't be this complicated." Hans said, understanding the difficult situation Damian was in.

"I don't want Grace to feel guilty dad. Therefore, I hid the truth." Hans and Dominic both laughed after hearing Damian's reply.

"There's Grace getting mad at you, Ef! I'm sure of it" Dominic said. Shaking his head in wonder, not believing Damian to be a love slave in such a short time.

"I know uncle, but it doesn't matter. after getting tired he'll stop getting angry!" damian Sahut. He is back focused on the game. Sometimes they talk about the business they are running now.

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After the party was over, Agatha took Grace to the room. There she gave Grace the family's hereditary heritage jewelry as a wedding gift. Grace refused, but Agatha insisted and said it was a family tradition.

"Grace, can I ask you something?" Agatha sat down next to Grace. Once in doubt, but the curiosity is greater than the doubt that gnaws at the heart.

"Of course, just ask!" Grace stared at her mother-in-law intensely. Seeing the uneasiness implied in Agatha's eyes, Grace was sure the question was not far from her household troubles with Damian.

"Do you love my son?" on target. As Grace had guessed, sooner or later Agatha realized her feelings of hatred for Damian.

Grace pursed her lips tightly. Don't know what to answer. Of love? that feeling still hasn't come up. For now Grace is still trying to accept Damian's presence.

"Answer questions mommy honestly, dear. Whatever your answer will be, mom won't hate or scold you!" continues convincing. Not wanting to make Grace depressed because of the confusing feelings.

"I still don't have feelings for her mom. Sorry!" grace said slowly. The look in his eyes implied guilt. Really, Grace didn't want to offend Agatha. But that's the truth. Grace still doesn't love Damian.

Hearing Grace speak her true feelings, Agatha reviewed a faint smile. His guess is correct, Damian married Grace by force.

"But don't worry mom. I decided to open my heart to her, I'll learn to love her from now on." Grace grabbed Agatha's two hands, then clasped them tightly.

Seeing the seriousness in Grace's eyes made Agatha happy. Regardless of how Damian and Grace got married, Agatha believed that it was all predestined by the Creator. Just wait and see, their marriage will end happily.

"Mom, know that. Tonight let Xavier sleep here. Spend time with your husband." Grace nodded slowly. Down his head, staring at the marble floor in his incandescent.

A reddish tinge began to appear on both of his wide cheeks. Grace shy.

"I go to mom's room, you just take a break. Good night!"

"Good night!"

TB