Second Bride Young Master
CHAPTER 13 | Asteria Romanova

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His neck feels stiff. So did his entire body once he heard the sound of the twang of a spoon colliding with his mother's porcelain glass.

Why would he do this? pickles drink boring tea every week. Discuss boring things every time without fail.

Charity event. Junk gossip. Who wears the ugliest and same dress every year at a party.

Very tedious.

Shouldn't. Thought in the heart. This tea ceremony, little gossip and also a party. He was born with it in his blood. He was raised and exhibited to all of his master's co-workers since he could straighten his chin.

If it used to be, he would really like the attention he gets. But only recently he felt not care as usual.

Born into a family that eats using a golden spoon, this is indeed its obligation. His parents raised him for this.

"So, Aster"

Asteria's eyes stared at meu at her interlocutor.

"Tell mother, is there anything new about you?". Isabella Mikhailov. His mother, asked with familiar formality.

"Oh, nothing new,” Asteria smiled politely, straightened her back and crossed her ankles.

A lie.

Lots of new ones actually. For example, Alessio is getting rare at home. And somehow Asteria felt that the man was getting more and more away from her reach.

"Someone as young and beautiful as you. It seems impossible. Tell me, how's your relationship with Alessio?"

Asteria takes a deep breath and moves uncomfortably in her seat.

"We.. good". He said with a forced smile.

"Don't he have to go home? Why he hasn't come back yet. Did you spend a lot of time together?"

"Well.. We tried". His words lie easily while sipping his tea.

Alessio. He's fine —they're fine, or so Asteria thought. Her husband since she was seventeen and Alessio eighteen. The only man he has in his heart.

He remembered his first meeting. At that time Asteria was not more than 14 years old and Alessio 15 years old. It was an annual party. He recalled feeling nervous when he saw a young boy with ash-grey eyes who could steal his attention. How he glanced silently silently behind his mother's body. But even as a child, Alessio did not look at him at all and was cold to him.

Then they were both taken to his father's office. They explained about the contact that would bind the two kuarha. Then his father and Mr. Nikolai shook hands interspersed with applause. Everyone signed the documents, all but Asteria. Apparently, no one needed his permission to give up his life and the thought left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Alessio's trembling hand held the pen right on the paper and he hesitated for a while before then Nikolai's hand found his shoulder and squeezed it firmly.

And that way they got engaged.

Asteria could not hide her happiness. Being Mrs. The Romanova was like a fantasy dream. He couldn't sleep thinking about it.

After that they no longer meet, at least until they say a sacred promise before God and the pastor.

All his dreams are gone.

Her wish to come home with a husband who spread warm hands to her vanished. Alessio never noticed it. The man wouldn't even touch her if it wasn't for him asking.

She was always cold, making her the talk of servants as an unloved hostess. But apart from that, he loves Alessio.

His love grows with time. Everything he did to get Alessio's attention. In fact, he had accidentally dropped himself from the stairs until unconscious for three days. And what did he get? Alessio who looked at him coldly said.

"Don't you have eyes until you don't know the direction of your path?".

Asteria knows that Alessio is far from loving her. But there is little hope. The hope that someday her husband will give her the love she deserves.

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Then, the butler approached her, "sorry Miss. We want to inform you that the young master is back"

Those words made a smile imprinted on her pretty face, "Right? she here?". The butler nodded.

Asteria excitedly entered their mansion. Then the netraya saw the figure of the family behind him.

Alessio.

"You're back?". The spirit sparkle was clearly visible on his face.

Alessio turned around, turned his head for a bit towards him then refocused himself on the smart phone in his grasp.

"I have business here". Answer's short. Asteria was disappointed, but she was determined to fight for her husband's heart.

"Then have you had breakfast? I'll prepare your breakfast"

Alessio looks like he's going to refuse. But then the man seemed to weigh in. "Coffee is enough"

Asteria nodded enthusiastically. Then walk quickly to the kitchen. A maid was trying to help him but he refused.

"no need. This coffee is a request from my husband, I'll give you the solids"

I also make coffee painstakingly, and then after it feels right. He brought the coffee back to the living room at Alessio.

He could see Alessio standing behind him. Seemed to be talking to someone

"I don't care. You take care of all his needs, I don't want any less"

"..."

"No. You ordered clothes from a famous designer. All over the size of Lyra, just made for her".

Asteria frowned in surprise. Who's Lyra? is he Alessio's distant cousin whom he doesn't know?

"..."

"No. Of course he won't stay here, I've prepared our mansion that he will live in".

Asteria froze as well. Like being struck by lightning, until he was unaware his hand grip on the coffee cup in his hand weakened and the glass fell, with the hot coffee spilling over his feet.

Prangs....

Alessio turned. Staring towards the expressionless crying Asteria.

"What do you mean, Alessio? do you have another woman out there?".

Alessio did not answer. Just looking at him flat with hardened jaws. Asteria ran over and then beat her d*d with her hand. The woman was hysterical.

"Hiks.... Why are you doing it Alessio? While I'm here waiting for you, are you having fun with another woman? I am your wife! why are you so cruel! I always loved you, but why are you—". Asteria could not finish her words. The woman continued to sob while beating Alessio who was left by the man.

Over time, the clock stopped. Changed gripped the shirt worn by Alessio, leaning against him. Asteria crying in d*da Alessio. Alessio did not react. Both hands were hanging on the side of his body.

After a while, Alessio resigned. Causing Asteria to look up at him with her eyes still shedding tears.

The man then said, "Don't interfere in my affairs, Asteria". His sweat then went away. Leaving Asteria who was shouting her name asking her to stay.

A waiter came along carrying a "Miss compress. Treat your feet first, you can blister later". Even Asteria was not aware of the pain in her legs. Because in fact, the pain that Alessio gives is bigger and feels a thousand times more pain.

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