My husband is my Prospective In-law
Attention Dyra

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Darren scolded rudely to throw away the annoyance that had perched in his heart. Either way Ansel is his son and should not be angry. Moreover, Darren currently really put a point of error on Irene, who he considered as a lowly woman who just wanted to be drunk by a man whose status was almost married.

After all, Ansel had also had time to say his wish, if he wanted to talk alone with Dyra, before leaving to move from the house he had lived in since childhood.

Now Darren looked at Dyra's face, waiting for an answer from her who either agreed or did not at Ansel's request.

But without them expecting it, Dyra nods to agree with Ansel's wishes. "If that's what you want, Ansel. I don't mind," Dyra replied staring at Ansel's face full of confidence.

Ansel smiled with satisfaction, then he got up from his seat to leave the dining room towards the garden. But Irene grabbed Ansel's hand and held him back in her footsteps.

Ansel stared with sharp eyes. His jaw also hardened, displaying his dislike for Irene who was completely unworthy of him. He also lifted his hand from Irene's grasp violently, until the woman's hand hit the lip of the table so hard.

Irene complained while enduring the pain, not only on the hand that instantly left a bruise, but also her heart that felt completely unregarded by anyone in this house.

"Ansel!" dyra snapped instantly, upon seeing Ansel's harsh treatment of his own wife.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" Ansel replied so lightly.

He then passed away leaving Dyra, who was still looking at him in disbelief at Ansel's attitude towards Irene.

Dyra immediately got up from her chair and walked around the table to approach Irene. Then he grabbed the tiny arm of Irene who looks thinner than the first day of her arrival in this house. Dyra looked at Irene's bruised hands, showing a purplish-blue color and a slight swelling.

"This must be treated immediately, so as not to get swollen," said Dyra so gently.

Dyra asked one of the servants to bring a basin of cold water and a small towel, as well as a P3K box to treat and relieve the pain Irene was feeling at this time.

Darren didn't bully him. He did not blame Ansel for his harsh treatment of Irene. Darren just stared with a flat face, without showing the slightest empathy for what happened to Irene.

Irene felt nervous as Dyra touched her hand gently, the woman simply did not want to clutch Irene's arm to vent her pain, having snatched Ansel from her life.

"It turns out this woman named Dyra is really good, it deserves Ansel so love her. Now that I know the reason," Irene's inner gaze deepened at the face of Dyra who currently cares so much for her.

"Amma, it doesn't need to be like this. My hands don't hurt too much, maybe soon the bruises will be gone." Irene tried to pull her hand from Dyra's grasp, though it was a bit awkward to call her Amma, but she did have to get used to it, because Dyra is currently the mother of Ansel's husband.

"What doesn't hurt, Irene. Your hands are very bruised, if not treated immediately then this can be a long loss and will be painful. Already, let me treat him!" dyra's Word.

Irene did not dare to argue with him. He complies with what Dyra wants to do.

Soon a servant came to them, standing beside Dyra and putting a small basin of cold water, a small towel and a P3K box on the table.

Dyra immediately soaks the handkerchief in cold water, then squeezes it out slowly, so as not to get too dry. After that Dyra started compressing the bruises on Irene's hands to ease her pain.

Finished compressing her, Dyra immediately looked for a special ointment for bruises inside the P3K box. After finding it, he immediately applied the gel-shaped ointment on the surface of Irene's skin that looks bruised. Even Dyra blew it, so that the ointment quickly dried and permeated.

But instantly his face turned soft with two teary eyes. He felt so moved that tears began to fall on his eyelids. His heart was now so full of excitement, it received the attention of Dyra that made him a little happy, as there was at least one person in this house who considered his existence.

"Did Ansel often be rude to you, Irene?" tanya Dyra tried to be careful in asking.

Irene looked into the depths of Dyra's eyes, which seemed to understand her feelings. "Ti-no Amma, Ansel must have accidentally done it, because he was too excited to go to the park." Irene covered up Ansel's ugliness in front of Dyra and Darren.

Dyra smiled, although impressed forced. He could see the look in Irene's eyes that seemed to be hiding something from her. Dyra continued to try to strengthen Irene, her heart was now so convinced and felt that Irene's mind was currently so tormented. Dyra tries to pretend to believe Irene.

"Do you mind if I meet him in the park?" dyra asked again, trying to dive into the depths of Irene's heart to get to know her better.

Irene shakes. "Absolutely not, Amma. It's just that I'm disappointed in Ansel, because he never paid any heed to my wishes as his wife."

"That's what I'm going to talk to her about, you just take it easy. Then I go first huh," Dyra said as she rubbed the back of Irene's hand.

Dyra got up from her seat, then she looked at Darren who was in the midst of watching the full scene before her.

"Hubby, can I find Ansel now in the park?"

"Of course you can, baby. Go, but don't take it long."

"Well, Hubby."

Dyra steps away, heads to the park and leaves Darren with Irene in the dining room. Darren stared at Dyra's departure with a smile forming on his face. He believes that Dyra is able to make Ansel aware of his mistake.

"It seems the longer I see this woman looking good, maybe I should not just believe the story Ansel told me. I'll have Owen investigate the origins of this woman" murmured Darren who occasionally looked at Irene as he continued to enjoy the soup he was now tasting.

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