My Pet Husband
Chapter 42 One Mission

Dug ... dug ... dug ...

A noise rang out in Daniella's ears, which managed to wake her sleep. Daniella started to blink her eyes. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the clock on the wall already showing at eight. However, the sunlight had not yet entered his room.

He began to gather energy. Last night he was pounced on many times by Jonathan which made him half conscious.

Daniella widened her eyes as she looked at the tightly shut window. Not closed naturally but there is a board that covers the window. Very tight boards, glued to each side.

The noise of the builders was already inaudible. Change into the sound of the approaching steps.

Daniella tried to get up from her sleep, as she was about to move her legs, something felt different. Daniella flicked away the blanket she was using.

"Aragh!" shouting Daniella. Her eyes were already unstoppable, tears escaped her beautiful eyes. There's a bracelet on his left foot. Anklets are made of chain iron that connects to the iron of the bed. Her innocent body was already disregarded, her gaze was only fixed on the chains dangling at her feet.

"Are you awake?" jonathan asked who had just entered the room. His hand was holding a hammer, he had just finished closing all the windows with a board.

Daniella looked at Jonathan. "Why are my legs chained?" ask Daniella with a pias face.

Jonathan walked closer and closer to Daniella. "Let Brother not run away. Brother must want to go, right? Brother wants to leave me, right?" Jonathan shook his head loudly. Lowering his eyes to the floor. "I won't let it. We will not be separated again. I won't!"

"J, I'm begging you, stop this!" persuade Daniella.

Jonathan stopped shaking his head, he raised his head and looked at Daniella in silence. "Then you're gonna leave me?" jonathan asked flatly and with a cold face.

Daniella peeked at Jonathan's face. He could see the difference in the man's expression. The call was different, there was no word 'Sister'. Only then did he realize that Jonathan had a different expression, as if not the same person. But, I have one mission.

"I didn't say I was leaving you. I just don't want to be chained" Daniella said.

He just needs to be patient. There's no way Jonathan's behavior won't be exposed. What's more, he has a job that allows Prisil to be suspicious if he suddenly has no news. Similarly to Brandon, that man will definitely come to this house.

"You take it easy, the chain won't be long adorning your feet. Tomorrow will be released" Jonathan said as he sat in Daniella's bed. "We're gonna get out of here."

"Where?" ask Daniella with mixed taste.

"The place that's just the two of us."

Daniella can only forcefully swallow her own saliva. Do not want to panic, try to be calm so as not to cause an uproar.

"But I can't have a day like this. I have to go to the bathroom and do something else."

"You just tell me and I'll drive you. Do you want to take a shower now?"

Daniella nodded, at least she had to let go of the chain at her feet first.

Jonathan opened the chain, he immediately carried Daniella to the bathroom.

"I can walk on my own" Daniella protested.

"It's okay, let's not get tired" Jonathan said flatly and continued walking into the bathroom. He sat Daniella on the sink.

"J, I'm gonna take a shower. You come out."

"I'll bathe you."

Daniella can only resign, Jonathan began to help her brush her teeth and then to other bathing activities. Just like before, a gentle touch seemed to be afraid of hurting.

Daniella was taken out of the bathroom, dressed in a black knee-length dress, in stark contrast to her white skin.

"Don't put it up again" Daniella said as Jonathan picked up the chain. "I won't run away, won't you always be by my side?"

"All right."

"I'm hungry."

"I've made you some food. Want to eat now?"

"Yes." Yeah."

They walk in tandem. Jonathan's hand rested on his wife's waist.

"Eat."

"Yes." Yeah." Daniella took a mouthful of food, chewed a little and swallowed it straight away. Not because Jonathan's cooking is bad but because he has no appetite for food. He just needs food to strengthen himself.

"What's delicious?"

"Yes, I was in a hurry to eat it" Daniella said, trying to smile. "So, as long as I don't wake up, you cook?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Daniella took one piece of meat. Inadvertently his eyes glanced at the dishes in the kitchen, old dishes that had dried up food scraps.

"Have you not eaten yet?" daniella asks who saw Jonathan eating.

"Not yet."

"Then whose plate is it?" point Daniella at the old plate on the kitchen counter near the sink.

"Even eating pets in the back shed."

The mouthful of food in Daniella's mouth came to a standstill when she heard Jonathan call a pet. He knew for sure, who the pet meant.

After eating they spend time watching tv. Jonathan hugged Daniella tightly during the watch. A very possessive man. Every now and then he would pull the chin off his wife, give her a kiss.

Their activities are just eating, watching tv and drawing. Yes, Jonathan is good at drawing. He sketched the woman he loved. Daniella just smiled at the beautiful sketch of herself. A work of the hand of a psychopath.

Until the evening comes. They go to sleep. Before that, they made love first. Jonathan enters Daniella's arms after their romance. He buried his face in the wife's chest.

Daniella is too tired after serving her husband. Until, she fell asleep by gently rubbing her husband's hair.

In the middle of the night, Daniella wakes up. By her side there was no husband. There was a faint sound of crying, a familiar voice.

Daniella got off the bed, opened her bedroom door slowly. The lights are out. However, there was light from one room. He raised his eyebrows next door because the light was not from Jonathan's room. Except from the room that had been closed tightly.

Brave to step up and in the end, see Jonathan sitting curled up under the bed by burying his head between his knees and hands. The man was crying very sad.

Daniella stepped closer and knelt in front of Jonathan. "J, what's wrong?" she asked by rubbing her husband's arm.

Jonathan looked up, he immediately hugged Daniella, still with his cry. "Don't go. I beg. I'll obey, I obey."

There was pain in Daniella's heart seeing Jonathan like that. It wasn't the first time I saw Jonathan crying. She once saw her husband crying in a used cardboard box.

Daniella tries to calm her husband down. Hugged him tightly while staring at the room. A bedroom larger than the previous two. Yeah, it's the master room.

He's sure Jonathan has a trauma. Likely, there was something in that room. Daniella tries to calm Jonathan's tears. She rubbed her husband's back gently. However, his mind did not remain silent and continued to work. He has to find out what really happened.