My Pet Husband
Chapter 37 Who killed?

Brandon walks to meet Jonathan at the police station. Earlier, he went to the hospital to take care of two victims of Jonathan's mistreatment.

"Let's go," Brandon asked.

"Are they okay?" ask Daniella.

"It's past the critical period" Brandon replied.

Daniella only glanced at Jonathan who was speechless staring at the floor. Since she was taken to the police station, her husband has only kept her mouth shut.

Daniella explains the chronology to the police. Jonathan just asked Daniella to call Brandon.

"J, let's go home" Daniella took Jonathan by the hand.

Brandon sees only Daniella and Jonathan's interactions. Daniella's call has changed for Jonathan. He breathed slowly.

Luckily the two thugs were not to death. At the very least, Brandon could still compensate for what Jonathan had done. Although, Jonathan is not entirely at fault.

They got into Brandon's car, there was no chatter, there was just silence. Brandon had no intention of asking Jonathan further, and Daniella was among them.

"Thank you for your help" Daniella said after they got home.

"No problem" replied Brandon.

Daniella and Jonathan enter the house. Danielle grabbed Jonathan's hand and grabbed him, trying to channel a sense of calm in it.

Jonathan looked at Daniella. "You're not afraid of me, are you?" ask Jonathan bitterly.

Without hesitation Daniella shook her head. "No" he said sure.

Jonathan only glanced at a glance and lowered his eyes. They entered the house still holding hands.

They have known for a long time. Since she was very young, Daniella has understood the nature of Jonathan. A boy who doesn't talk much and just follows where he's going.

There's a little worry in Daniella's heart. He vividly remembered Jonathan's gaze when he hit the two thugs. Not the look Daniella's ever seen before. So scary, so heartless.

If Daniella didn't pull Jonathan back then, maybe the thug's lifeless. Obviously Jonathan hit him heartlessly, as if the one lying down was not human.

"Let's get some rest" Daniella said.

Jonathan just hugged Daniella tightly, no room split let alone split the bed. Jonathan slept in Daniella's room. Hugging, not like a man protecting his woman.

Jonathan hugged Daniella as if he were a child. Lowering his body so he could hide in his wife's chest. Buried his head, seeking peace.

Daniella just gently rubbed her husband's curls lovingly. Daniella's eyes started to get heavy. He closed his eyes to enter the dreamland.

In his dream, he sees his life with Jonathan. Life is peaceful, just stay alone with nothing to disturb.

A coldness pierced his body, he felt at his bedside. There was no one next to him. He was still well aware that he was sleeping with Jonathan.

Daniella opened her eyes, rightly assuming that there was no Jonathan beside her. Slowly lowering her legs, stepped in to look for her husband's whereabouts.

"J ...."

There was no answer at all, Daniella stepped her foot down to the first floor. Looking at the living room, there was no sign of Jonathan.

"Why wake?" jonathan asked suddenly.

Daniella was a little surprised to hear Jonathan's voice echoing. "Where are you from? I'm looking for you because I'm not next to me."

"Oh, I'm thirsty because that's why I'm in the kitchen."

"Oh. It's still night, let's go to bed again."

"Good." Jonathan walked towards Daniella.

"Wait a minute, I'll have a drink too." Daniella stepped into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door and took out cold water.

After he finished drinking, he turned to head for the second floor. However, his gaze was directed at the connecting kitchen door to the backyard. "J, why aren't you in the lock? The feeling before going to bed, I've locked it."

"Maybe you forgot" Jonathan said.

Daniella just shrugged her shoulders. He went back to the room with Jonathan. Now, he's the one who's in Jonathan's arms.

The face facing the husband's chest, inhaling Jonathan's scent. Daniella's forehead frowned because there was a smell that she had smelled before.

"really?" ask Jonathan.

Daniella draws her nose closer to Jonathan's chest. "Correct, rosemary. It seems familiar. But where yes, I smell rosemary" murmured Daniella.

"Sleep, it's night" said Jonathan, tightening his arms. His eyes were empty. While Danielle no longer care about the fragrant body Jonathan.

***

Tirrd .. tirrrd .. tirrrd ...

The sound of alarms echoed in Daniella's room. "J, I'm late!" shouting Daniella.

She had only three days of photoshoots and today it's time to go about her day as a model again.

Daniella panicked, she got up from her sleep and darted straight into the bathroom while Jonathan just checked her eyes casually.

Unasked, Jonathan goes to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Has Prisil come?" daniella asked still walking down the stairs.

"Not yet, just have breakfast first," Jonathan said.

Daniella takes Jonathan's toast while waiting for Prisil's arrival.

"Morning!" prisil said that he had just arrived.

"You just came?" ask Daniella.

"You think? Of course it just came."

"I thought I was late!"

"Just calm down, no one will scold you too late!" dengus Prizil's.

"That's how it is. I have to stay professional. The more famous it is not the more arrogant! It should be getting inferior" said Daniella.

"When are you smart? It should be humble not humble!" prisil Ejek.

"Yes, I mean so! Just the wrong word!" bela Daniella's

"Reason!" dengus Prizil's.

"Here you go, let's go" Daniella told Prisil. She approached Jonathan and gave him a kiss on her husband's cheek. "I'll go first."

"Yes" said Jonathan flatly.

Prisil just raised his eyebrows next door. Daniella and Prisil are out of the house. "Explain to me, what happened?" prisil whispered after they came out the door.

"Later to tell you everything" said Daniella.

Prisil's car sped out of Daniella's street. They cross paths with Brandon's car heading for Jonathan's house. However, no one realized.

Brandon runs half-way to Jonathan's house, even parking his car.

"Is there anything left?" jonathan asked when he heard the door open.

Jonathan turned to the door, not Daniella who was standing at the door but Brandon who was walking towards him.

"Evan was found dead this morning. What did you do to her?" brandon asked with a heavy breath.

"I didn't do anything" Jonathan said flatly.

"You killed him!"

"No."

"Don't lie to me! You kept him in a barn in the field, didn't you? Why are you doing something like this? Why did you kill him?" Brandon could no longer control his emotions. He spoke in a high tone.

"What are you guys talking about? Who killed him?" daniel asked in confusion.

Jonathan and Brandon turned to the door, only to realize the presence of Daniella standing in the doorway.

Daniella just stared at Jonathan full of question marks.