Revenge In A Contract Marriage

Revenge In A Contract Marriage
Come to the office


...***...


The sun has gone up, and this time Liz wakes up first from Devan. Liz saw Devan still asleep.


I overslept, didn't I? Inhere? Devan too?


Liz stood up, she went down. The servants who saw him immediately bowed respectfully.


"Miss needs something? Should you call me or something?" ask Viona politely.


Liz shook her head while smiling. "Ah no, I just want to make herbs with potluck ingredients. I think young Lord Devan is cape again,"


Suddenly the entire servant fell silent, they smiled blushingly. "Ah ha, Viona understood." continued Viona smiling intently.


At first Liz was a little confused. What's with all their expressions. Until one of them says something, which makes Liz finally understand.


"Maybe this house will be the arrival of the little Lord later."


Liz flinched softly, finally she knew the meaning of the maid's blushed faces. Liz just smiled, did not agree or did not argue. "All right, I'm back upstairs. You guys get on with the job, get the breakfast ready, young master's coming down."


Liz went upstairs, but her expression suddenly changed.


Disgusting, how could they possibly think so. That's the thing that can't happen, I'm pregnant with Devan's child? My enemy? No kidding.


Liz returned to her room with a glass of herbs she had made when she learned it in her hometown first. The girl still saw Devan who was asleep. Liz put her watch on the table. He immediately takes a shower, before Devan wakes up and the bathroom scramble happens.


Devan opened his eyes when Liz had already entered the bathroom. Actually Devan was awake earlier, even he had time to look for where Liz, Devan also had a strange thought.


So he made jamu? I think he ran off after I paid off his debt and gave him enough money.


Devan took the glass. He smelled the scent, Devan didn't like the scent. But his body was a little tired.


Devan covered his nose, he drank the jamu, it felt weird. It was a taste Devan had never felt.


"Where? Is it better? Yummy right? That's a hereditary teaching." Said Liz coming out of the bathroom. She sat on her dressing chair, drying her wet hair.


"I hope I won't drink it again." Devan rechecked the data on his laptop.


Truly a workaholic, it seems like I really have to destroy his business to make him go crazy.


Inner Liz, looking at the cynical Devan from the reflection of the mirror. "But my husband, you drank it all out." Liz added when she saw the glass was empty.


"Forced." Sahut Devan is short and compact. It was fortunate that Liz did not put her heart on this person, otherwise Liz would have suffered greatly.


"Oh yeah baby, I'm thinking of getting back into my routine, becoming an artist. I've worked for many years and built a career that far. Moreover, my fans have been teasingly missing me. So, can I go back to being an artist?" Liz approached Devan.


Devan was silent for a moment, he looked at Liz flat. "It depends on your attitude today, today you're going to come to the office with me. You must be punished for yesterday's waste. After that, I'll decide whether you can work or not."


"office? Don't want ah, my head can immediately hurt when the paper clay contains a lot of writing, let alone there are numbers. Don't beg me, my math trauma can come back later."


"The decision is in your hands." Devan stood up, he took a shower.


...***...


Devan and Liz were already sitting at the dining table, but strangely a lot of waiters were staring at them smiling intent, and blushing more, different than usual.


"Bread without jam again?" Liz asked to make sure before she served the guy breakfast.


"Son, today's wearing chocolate jam."


"Oh okay, chocolate jam yeah." Liz took the other side, and placed it as Devan's bread. Liz just stared at the sweet Devan.


"Ah young lady must eat, let you be healthy and for everything to run smoothly and ahead." Said Viona serving bread in front of Liz.


"You all go, except Vin." Devan's word was sudden. All the servants immediately left the area. Devan looked at Vin who was standing next to him, Vin who understood immediately whispered what he knew to Devan.


Devan immediately stared at the cynical Liz.


"I didn't say anything, I swear I didn't say anything. Although his intention was to lie anyway..," said Liz honestly, she puffed her cheeks cute.


"Hurry and finish your breakfast, and come with me to the office."


...***...


The car that Vin was driving had stopped at Devan's luxury office parking lot. This is the dream office of many students, countless how many great people apply for jobs here. So, the ones in there are the lucky choices.


"My husband? When they ask me who I am and what my relationship is with you. I answer what? May I answer that I am your beloved innocent wife?" Liz asked as Devan wanted to get out the door. The car door was wide open because Vin had opened it.


"May be." Sahut Devan's. Liz immediately stared at Devan's twinkle, filled with happiness. His gaze was so enthusiastic.


"If you want me to kick it out of my life, just say it like that." continued Devan who immediately made Liz's radiant face become grim. His eyes no longer had light.


"You broke my heart, baby. It hurts so much."


Devan did not care, he got out of the car continuing his path. So did Liz who followed him.


"Pstt pssstt, Viinnnn...., am I ready your young master? What am I gonna answer when they ask me why am I here with this handsome CEO?" Liz's whisper approached Vin. Vin just wanted to answer.


Devan immediately glanced with the tail of his eyes, hinting for Vin to be quiet.


Liz could only sigh, she walked into this very luxurious building. Inside everyone was busy, but they immediately stopped their work and stood up, looking down as Devan passed in front of them.


So it continued until they finally arrived at Devan's room.


"E-uh? No one asked about me? Seriously? Cape really worried about that, hadehh." Liz sat on the sofa, and she drank mineral water on the table.


"Who let you sit there?" That cold voice sounded terrible.


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