Mr. Billioneire Wife
Understand(Revision)

One week later, Grace is still in the mansion. Damian rarely came to the room, only occasionally coming when asking for his rights as a husband.

Household relations are on the edge. The cracks widened and stretched the abyss in the separation. Damian still maintains that fragile relationship even though Grace doesn't want it.

Damian knew the divorce would not only be bad for both of them but also for the peace of his children. Grace was selfish enough. Not anymore. Xavier and his future son need a father figure. Because Damian decided to keep his marriage.

Damian attached his thumb to the fingerprint detector. This door can be opened with a fingerprint or manual using a key. The masculine scent bursts into Grace's sense of smell.

"Dress her!" damian orders some servants standing behind him. After that Damian left the room without a word.

Grace was stunned to see Damian ignoring her like this. Shouldn't the man begging not to be divorced and apologizing. But why didn't the man glance at her in the slightest.

A young waiter lets Grace into the bathroom. They started beauty treatments, ranging from scrubs, masks, manicures and pedicures.

It felt a little strange but Grace was happy to get free treatment like this. His body was completely moist and looked brighter. His face looks fresher than before.

"Is there an event I should attend? why are you fucking me?" grace asked breaking the silence that enveloped her.

"I don't know madam, I was just ordered to prepare you. However, it was not told for what event!" her answer gently inserted a friendly smile.

"Where is Ellie?"

"The head of the mansion's maid is preparing young master Xavier!" Grace patted her forehead slowly. A week passed and he forgot about Xavier. Somehow Xavier's doing now.

"Please follow me madam!" ask the waiter politely. Grace nodded in understanding. His feet followed the waiter out of the bathroom.

A paper bag bearing the famous brand. In the bad paper there are 3 boxes. The first box contained a simple white dress. But make the wearer look elegant and elegant. The second box contains a set of diamond jewelry. The last box contains shoes without heels.

"Please wear the dress, madam. I'll wait outside!" said the waiter. Then put his feet out of the room.

Grace didn't take long to change clothes. It only takes about 10 minutes. After that Grace went out of the room and approached the waiter.

"I'm done. How do I look now?" ask Grace. Ask the servant's opinion.

"You look so pretty, madam. But there is one thing lacking!" said the waiter. Made Grace frown her forehead not understanding.

"What?" ask Grace curiously.

"Make up, let me polish your face mistress. Tonight, you have to look like a queen." said the maid.

"But..."

"No papa madam. I have prepared everything. You just sit back and see the results." Grace nodded her head in resignation and let the waiter do his job.

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Make up this time is not too thick because Grace's face is already beautiful. However, the technique used is more difficult than putting on makeup for the bride. Even dating Grace's face takes longer than bathing and other treatments.

"Is it not finished yet?" grace asked with a look of care. Starting to feel tired sitting leaning without being able to move in the slightest.

"Had lady. Just wear perfume!" answer the waiter. Not feeling good after making her employer exhausted.

"Is it still a long time?" Damian's voice rang out from the doorway. The man looked agitated as he stared at the slick circular watch on his wrist.

"Let's go!" take Damian.

Without waiting for a reply from the woman. Damian grabbed that tiny hand. Then clasped Grace's fingers and held her out.

Grace was still silent not responding to all Damian's words. The feeling of fear still enveloping the heart let alone one Sunday into custody made Grace feel upset.

As soon as the elevator doors open. Grace could see Adam holding Xavier. Occasionally playing together as if Xavi was his son.

"Let's go!" take Damian. Passing through that secretary without feeling guilty at all. Adam took a deep breath before following his boss from behind.

"Where are you taking me?" sanya Grace finally decided to open her voice after being silent for quite a while.

"I want to take you to XX mall inauguration!" answer Damian. Glad to hear Grace open her voice.

If Damian wasn't obligated to take his wife. It will definitely come alone. There are many media crews looking for hot news, they both will be the center of their attention. Damian did not like Grace's photos widely circulated in public and witnessed by many people.

Adam opened the door and let them into the car. Adam sat down in the front seat. This time it wasn't Adam who was driving. One of the bodyguards of the mansion. Because Adam was busy carrying Xavier.

awkwardness enveloped the black car BMW drove through the streets of New York City. Grace looked at the view from behind the window. Missed her freedom as a teenager.

His eyes were heating up given the much-expected freedom he had to put off all the way. Damian's love is like a chain that shackles his neck. Don't want to be caught. Immediately Grace swept away the clear circle that was about to fall from the eyelids.

"You must have your freedom again. But when it's time." as if understanding Grace's feelings. Damian grabbed Grace's shoulder.

Grace gave a faint smile. Damian did not give any certainty. But his words sound quite comforting.

"Why did you kill them Ef, are you a psychopath?" grace asked to switch the conversation. It's not about the freedom he wants anymore. Damian's mental health is more important.

"Psychopaths don't have Grace's feelings. But I can fall in love with you. I still have compassion. I'm not the monster you think I am." Damian explained with a laugh.

"But why did you eliminate them?" the curiosity is too high. Because of that, various kinds of questions Grace asked Damian.

"I killed them, too, not without cause. I won't act if they don't bother me first." Damian replied explaining.

Grace mangosteen. Feeling uncomfortable sitting next to Damian especially with this close position. Grace could even feel the heartbeat of her husband.

"I beg you not to leave me Grace. Stop asking for a divorce because I can't let you go!" pinta Damian's. My voice sounded sad plus with my dearest gaze Damian made Grace fragile.

Silent...

Grace was silent in her seat. Unknowingly biting his own lips. Seemed to be thinking of something.

"I don't know what I should answer. But for now I won't ask for divorce Ef." Grace looked deeply into Damian's eyes.

"And forgive me for being selfish. I should have heard your explanation first. We've been married for so long and I still don't understand you" Grace said with a lethargic look. Feeling guilty has gone against.

Damian nodded briefly and took the woman into his arms. "I love you babe!" exclaim Grace shimmies. Damian commented a thin smile. Increasingly tightened the embrace until they arrived at the event venue.

TB