
Arriving downstairs, Jethro immediately looked for the whereabouts of the middle-aged woman and the young girl. But it turned out that the middle-aged woman and the young girl were no longer in her place. Jethro who was still in a sense of curiosity was looking around the place, when passing through the door of the emergency stairs, Jethro accidentally heard voices from inside the emergency stairs.
Slowly Jethro opened the door of the emergency staircase a little. It turned out that who was in a fuss inside the emergency stairs was the middle-aged woman and the young girl earlier.
THE PLAAAK... The middle-aged woman slapped the young girl on the cheek.
"Based on a useless nephew! What a hard time staying with Mr Norman! That Norman master has already given a lot of money to your Uncle just for dinner alone with you! If you put it this way, it means we have to return all Norman's money!" snarled the middle-aged woman.
"I don't know! Uncle and Aunt want to sell me to that old man! Anyway I don't want to!" reply the young girl.
"Hey! If we want to sell you, why? At least we sold you to the rich! Let's just say the money Mr. Norman gave us to buy you is in return for us raising you from the age of five! If it wasn't because we were kind enough to take care of you, there would be other families who would take care of you after your parents died! So don't assume we sold you to Mr. Norman!" said the middle-aged woman.
"But the old man already had three wives, Auntie!" Reply to the young girl.
"Yes then you'll be his fourth wife!" reply the middle-aged woman with a raised voice.
"Come, Auntie won't hear your rejection again! Don't embarrass your Uncle and Aunt! Tonight you and Mr. Norman are having dinner and talking about your marriage! Come fast!" force the middle-aged woman while pulling the young girl's hand.
The young girl insisted on not coming with her Aunt, holding the handle of the stairs to hold herself back. The middle-aged woman who was already emotional because the young girl did not want to follow him also finally grabbed the young girl's hair.
Seeing the middle-aged woman so rudely forced the young girl, Jethro who had been peeping since then finally could not bear to not interfere.
"Stop!" shout Jethro.
And the voice of Jethro's cry succeeded in making the middle-aged woman release her hand from the young girl's hair.
"Oh.. So you're the Aunt of this girl? Aren't you ashamed to sell your niece to a three-time married old man?!" jethro Syndicator.
"Hey! Then you eavesdrop on your conversation yeah!" snarled the middle-aged woman.
"Not that I eavesdropped on purpose, but your voice was so big that it came out, that I just wanted to pass, so curious and accidentally heard your talk!" answer Jethro.
The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes lazily.
"Here, don't interfere in our affairs! I did it because I love my niece! I want to give a better life to my nephew!" replied the middle-aged woman.
"lik! My aunt and uncle did this not because they love me, they sold me to enrich themselves!" said the young girl.
No need for the young girl to be clear even Jethro already knew because Jethro heard everything earlier.
"Shut your mouth insolent!" snarled the middle-aged woman.
"Sir, help me, I don't want to see the old man, help me sir." beg the young girl.
Deg. Jethro looked at the girl's eyeballs. The eyeballs he had long missed. The eyeballs that were now pleading for her protection were the same as the eyeballs of his first wife Milea, the girl he loved so much. The girl's eyeballs were exactly like Milea's eyeballs as she pleaded with Jethro to grant her last wish of marriage to Jethro.
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