My Cold Guardian Angel's

My Cold Guardian Angel's
02 | Consecutive Threats


"Hey, Mommy. Why insult me like that? Besides, my look and face are pretty, aren't they?" erick France Ellgyon told the figure of the woman who was pregnant for nine months.


Elisabeth could not stand it anymore, she wanted to leave the dining room full of evil air. He almost straightened his legs to stand up, but the sharp look of someone was now staring at him and stopping his activities.


Who else if not his housemaids who also really serve their hosts faithfully? The girl wanted to throw her face in the shoes she was wearing now.


"That's it, don't talk too much. Most importantly, you can do it for the good of this family, right, Elisabeth?" timpal is a thin mustachioed family head who sits in the middle of the dining table.


Elisabeth looked at him in horror, her whole eyes were also now staring at him. Again he could not refuse, there was something that made him unable to refuse all the requests of this bastard family.


But with determination and courage, the girl opened her mouth even though she would get punished if she said rejection even though not blatantly. "What punishment do I get if I reject it?" ask the girl.


Silent for a few seconds, the mother stood up from her place and headed to the place where her daughter was sitting. He circled around the luxurious high chair that was Elisabeth's seat and pulled it deliberately until the girl fell.


Brak!


Akhs! The girl cried out in pain in her heart. Not only once he was like this, but had felt it many times to shrewdly hide the pain moans he felt.



God, when can I be free from this family? the girl cried in her heart. He stood up from his place and sat down in his chair. "No, the punishment is enough" the girl replied to her mother.


Lorraine smiled, folded her hands and pulled a toothpick out of her pocket to use it. "Then, do you agree to our request? It's all for the good of our family in a relationship with another company" the woman asked.


Elisabeth pretended to agree to it before finding a way to leave the place that ensnared her and made her suffer. "Alright" he answered.


"Good! You're getting married next week. If you try to run away again like last time, we'll keep you from standing for a whole week" she said as if she were the ruler of the family.


Breakfast was finished peacefully without anything bad happening, only left Elisabeth who was looking down at the table with her food still half finished. His tears were soaking the dishes, his entire body was trembling violently.


"I have to get out of here, I will be completely tortured to death without being able to close my eyes if I don't leave this family," the girl muttered unbeknownst to anyone, muttering, just him and God.


The waiter who had been staring at her approached her and drove her to the guest house with a peaceful smile on her face, full of deceit, evil, cruel.


"Miss, take care of yourself at school. Study well and get satisfactory grades if you don't want to be punished by the Madam" whispered the fat, mother-faced servant. Highlight his eyes widened, his smile grinning, completely looking like a demon.