Mr. Billioneire Wife
Suspicious(Revision)

Satisfied with the conversation, Damian decided to go home to the mansion at 1pm. Damian was about to visit his prisoner. Damian hasn't come to the basement in a long time.

Krieet. Damian's pantofel sounds are very scary.

The company chief that Adam brought in a few days ago looked terrified. It was as if they were looking at his death angel walking over.

The pale roar was still clearly visible even though his third face was covered in bruises as well as blood that had dried up. Every day they are tormented. This was only a fraction of the punishment Damian had given. The real punishment will be given directly by Damian, now and now as well.

Damian squeezed the jaws of one of the company's top brass, "how much money did you steal?" damian asked while strengthening his hand grip.

"A hundred million dollars that's it!" replied the man in a stern voice. Damian smiled smirk, then put his gun right in the middle of the forehead of the man who answered him.

"Because you have dared to admit, I will give you a gift of death that is not too painful."

Dor's! Damian pressed the trigger shot the poor man in the head.His eyes glanced to the side, where the two remaining people were.

"Put the three of them into Roger's cage, he'll be happy to have a delicious dinner!" damian orders her to leave the room.

Roger is a black tiger that Damian raised since he was a child. The two men will be eaten alive by Damian's pet.

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That morning, Grace was arguing with the maid who worked at the mansion. Grace is preparing breakfast for Damian. However, all the servants begged Grace to go get some rest.

It's not Grace if she complies. Grace threatens to cry and frighten them by using the name Damian. As a result they relented and let Grace rule the kitchen area.

"Ellie, where's my wife?" damian asked. once he woke up immediately looking for the existence of the idol of the heart.

"Miss Grace is cooking, sir!" answered nervously and bowed his head.

"What?" widened his eyes in shock, then ran towards the kitchen.

Damian stops his steps when he finds Grace cooking with a smile. The smell that was smelling was also appetizing. Looks like Grace is good at cooking.

"You here?" surprised to see Damian standing up while throwing a sharp glare.

"Why are you cooking, Grace?" step by step Damian approached Grace. Then, turn off the stove.

"It's not ripe yet, why turn it off?" angry Grace, turn the stove back on. Damian smiled, not expecting Grace to have such an adorable side.

"Sit there and wait for me!" he pointed to a wooden chair next to the fridge.

"No, I want to see my wife cooking!" reject Damian. He pointed his hand forward, hugging Grace from behind.

Rishy, I want it to feel like Grace pushed Damian. However, the original cover will be revealed later. "What are you putting up?"

"Pasta and steak!" reply Grace quickly. No more talk.

Grace continues her cooking activities, letting Damian cling and play with her body. In vain Grace tells Damian to leave, which she instead threatens to fire the servants.

"Everything is ready, now help me bring this dish to the dining table!" stick out two dishes containing beef steak and pasta.

Damian gladly received the plates. For some reason, Damian feels like a couple from the lower middle class. Where a husband always helps his wife in the morning. And a wife prepared breakfast without the help of a waiter.

"Eat, sorry if it doesn't suit your taste!" grace said as she sat down and picked up a piece of steak to eat..

"It doesn't matter, I like it because you cook!" damian's exclamation made Grace wrong. Realize Grace, you can't fall for her.

Damian took a fork, rolled up some pasta and ate it. Shut up for a moment, Damian enjoyed the taste of the pasta. It's delicious, according to his taste.

From where Grace learned to cook, this is the same as the pasta made by her mother ten years ago. When Damian was still sitting on the senior high school international bench.

"Hows it? does it fit your tongue?" grace asked as soon as she saw Damian silent and stared at his plate.

"It's delicious!" praise Damian, eat the pasta again greedily. Damian really wants to cry now because he misses his mother's cooking.

Both focus on their own food. No one opened the voice, only the sound of clanking spoons and forks clashing.

30 Minutes later...

"I'm done!" Grace moved from the seat. Go back to the room. However, only a step did Grace move. Damian held his hand first.

"I don't cook dessert!" regret Grace. Still don't understand the meaning of Damian's eyes. "Then kiss me as a substitute for dessert!"

"I don't want to!" Grace pushed Damian away and ran away. Seeing that, Damian did not stay silent but ran after Grace.

"Stop Grace, or I'll punish you later!" threaten Damian with a firm voice. However, Grace was not afraid to laugh and moved away.

Being too happy with that simple thing left Grace not paying attention to her steps. Grace stumbled over the carpet and fell.

Bruk! everyone immediately approached Grace. And help the young lady stand up. "You're not papa?" ask Damian to worry.

Silent for a moment, Grace was afraid to see Damian's serious face. Grace screamed in pain and touched her ankle. Pretend sprained.

"It hurts!" whine Grace. Everyone in the fog rushed to Lucas instead of Damian.

"I'll carry you!" Damian brought Grace into the guest room located on the first floor. Seeing Ellie holding the phone makes Damian understand if the middle-aged woman has called the doctor.

"Wait a minute, the family's personal doctor will be here soon!" damian said frantically, occasionally gently rubbing the back of Grace's hand.

Die me!

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Breaking the door stopped the awkward atmosphere that occurred between the couple. Lucas came in with a sigh. Lucas ran away earlier.

"Who's sick?" tanyanya while removing medical equipment. Lucas looked at the two in turn, asking for an answer.

"My wife is sick. It looks like his leg was sprained from tripping earlier!" Lucas looked in Grace's eyes, his lips raised to the frantic face of his sister-in-law.

"I'll check it out!" lucas said, sitting next to Grace, looking at her complaining ankle.

Seeing Lucas touch Grace, Damian swerved. "I told you to treat his leg. Not to tease her, you want to die?" damian memgebu.

"Did I look like I was doing laundry? I checked his leg, God damn it!" sewot Lucas won't take it.

"Then don't touch my wife. Keep your demon's hands off his feet!"Actually what the hell Damian wanted, was told to check now even can not touch.

Hey I'm not a psychic who knows everything just by looking into her eyes. I'm a doctor who needs physical contact to diagnose.

"This guy, then why didn't you just say that. I can bring an assistant!" cecar Lucas is upset. Not received in sharp eyes by Damian.

"That's a little chat you. Never mind, just do your job!" damian said to rule as the king commanded. Lucas sighed, then held Grace's ankle to check.

"I think brother-in-law just a little sprained, apply this ointment must be cured tomorrow!" Since your wife isn't sick Ef, she's just fooling you!

Once again Lucas looked at Grace with a hard-to-read look."Stop staring at him, you want me to pry out your basket eyes?"

"Gosh this guy sucks. Alright now I'm gone, take care of your health brother-in-law. It's nice to meet such a beautiful woman like you!"

"Dam get Lucas out, I'm sick of seeing him!" Adam nodded, raising one hand to allow Lucas to walk first.

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"I'm not sure Grace would accept Ef. I think he was just pretending to be nice to my best friend, in order to gain his trust and sympathize!" lucas murmured, but could still be heard by Adam's hearing.

Lucas is a doctor, but he has also read books on psychology. Of course, Grace's gestures can be read by Lucas easily.

"I feel that way too, sir. But I can't do anything but obey!" adam Sahut. Changing in such a short time is impossible. Adam's sure Grace is up to something.

"Just watch him secretly, I don't want Ef to go crazy just for losing a woman!"

"I understand, sir!"

TB

warnings!

this story is just fiction that the author created in accordance with the author's imagination so please do not take it seriously. 🙏