The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
Chapter 49: Roommate

THIS WORK IS FICTION. NAMES, CHARACTERS, EVENTS, PLACES, ARE JUST A DELUSION. PLEASE READERS BE WISE IN RESPONDING.

"Boss, are you a rich madam? Even have a private horse carriage like this" Peter chirped.

"Is it true, Boss? You are rich but still generous, I salute you. Are you looking for a new husband? If you want, I'll be willing at any time" said Patrick, who made me immediately withdraw.

"No thanks," my circus turned the ballamata off guard with the behavior of these two small-town boys.

"Haha, taste! You stupid brother!" peter's gelak boomed in this narrow car.

"And I was just kidding" said Patrick, wiping his forehead.

Hah..if not for being forced, maybe I wouldn't have told them to be my spies.

And I won't take them home either. Not for what, I took them home to see how Anastasia looked like.

Because, how would they spy on him if his face alone did not know how it looked?

Therefore I brought them to know what Anastasia looked like.

I even told Elise to go home first so she wouldn't suspect me.

"Listen. Soon we will arrive, you wear the sack, to cover your whole body, so as not to be caught," I ordered and they nodded quickly.

"Uh, being a spy is so cool, don't you think so, Pat?" ask Peter with sparkling eyes.

"I told you to call me brother! You bastard brother!" Patrick exclaimed, making me sigh when the two brothers began to fight like a child who was fighting over toys.

"Then you will lie down, acting as an animal pulled by me" I said.

"Would you pull us both, boss?"

"Of course not. Therefore, even if you lie down, but still use your energy to shift."

"Alright, Boss!"

Taps! Taps! Taps!

The sound of the horse's legs continued to climb to the ground until finally after a long time we traveled, we arrived.

"Wear that sack" I said.

"Good, Boss!"

After they were like wild animals, the three of us descended from the horses.

I also pulled the two of them who had been wrapped in sacks, then headed to the back garden intending to tell them to hide.

But luck still did not side with me, so there appeared a figure of a man who hosted here.

"What are you doing?"

I pranced in shock as he suddenly let out a voice behind me.

Slowly, I turned my body to face him and then showed a smile.

"J-rarely-rarely you're free at a time like this. What's up?" I try to distract.

"Yes, that's how it is" he answered briefly. The net then glanced behind me. "What did you bring?"

With a stiff movement, my neck moved towards my back, where two humans were located in a sack that was bound and stretched out on the ground.

"W-uh! I-this is a deer!" exclaim me.

"The deer?"

"Yes, deer! I hunted him down earlier, and I got him two! I was just about to throw it away" I lied.

"Why banished? Isn't that your hunting?"

Aish, what do I have to answer?!

"Y-yeah, I did want to throw it away. Because this deer was injured before I hunted, so there's a part of his body that's a little rotten."

Please believe me, I'm confused as to what else to answer!

He seemed to raise an eyebrow next to her, looking at me. Do I look very suspicious?

Don't get caught, or you'll be in danger! Just imagine how his expression would be when he found out that I was smuggling two foreign men.

I could have been beheaded on the spot.

"Show me, I'll throw away the rotten part of it" he bargained to make me widen my eyes.

As she wanted to grab it, I quickly held her hand with all my strength.

"D-don't!" my sergeant and he looked confused.

"What?"

"U-uh.... That's not necessary. I didn't want it anymore, so I'm going to throw it away" I said.

He seemed to breathe. "Alright," he replied.

Fyuh~ I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll go inside. From now on, pack your things, 'cause you're gonna sleep in my room."

I nodded quickly, and the look on his face began to soften at me. After that, he started walking away.

"Well.huh...." I took a breath and breathed it out. I thought I'd get caught, but thankfully not.

"Boss?"

"Hey! Didn't I tell you not to talk?!" I get angry while whispering.

"No, no, Boss. I just want to say something important" whispered Patrick.

"What?"

"Is that man your husband? He's very handsome, very compatible with a Boss as beautiful as an Angel" Patrick explained.

I would love to step on his head right now with my feet.

"I told you the boss was like a Goddess!"

"Do you want me to drown in the sea right now?" ketusku.

"A. geez, boss." their great-grandson made me snort.

How do their younger siblings deal with this type of sister every day?

...🥀...

A back garden filled with snow, and plants that only grow in winter.

The bushes were high enough to be our hiding place. After a long wait, Anastasia finally passed through this back garden with her servant.

I don't know what he did, I don't know either. With two men on my right and left, we were super quietly watching Anastasia.

"Hows it? Do you guys look how his face looks?" aska whispered.

"Is that the person you want us to spy on, Boss?" ask Patrick.

"She's beautiful" said Peter.

I had expected the men would definitely praise the beauty of the two-legged snake woman.

"But somehow it seems like she's a bad woman," Peter continued, making me direct my head at her.

"Yes, you're right. Look at her look, like a fake. I don't like it" Patrick said.

Is it that clear that Anastasia is a bad woman? Are they the only ones with slightly different eyesight than others?

"So you know that she's a bad woman. Therefore you must be careful, the woman's brain is very cunning" I recall.

"Good, Boss!"

"You're too noisy!" I quickly closed both of their mouths.

They just laughed a little, and I got carried away with this warm atmosphere.

I feel like I have two younger brothers.

"Here, put this on. To cover your face and your hair" I said giving you two black hoods and a scarf that can cover half your face.

"Well! We're like ninja Peter!" patrick whispered like a kid who got a new toy.

"It's cool! This way all the girls will definitely be captivated by me!" peter's praise to himself made me giggle.

"God! All the girls will definitely be enamored with me, because I'm more handsome than you!" sela Patrick's.

It seems like this fight over who is more handsome will last a long time.

...🥀...

A book and a faithful quill pen accompanied me to spend time making plans for my next life and goals.

Sent a spy to watch Anastasia already. Then next, I just had to wait for them to pass on the information to me.

Yeah, for now. I just have to pretend and act like normal. Hopefully they both will not be found out.

So I can lure him in and find out if Arlen and Anastasia did it that night.

My tongue feels very bitter, even my stomach wants to be seamed. Looks like the citrus fruit will be a perfect fit for me to eat right now.

I closed the book and put this quill pen neatly, then moved towards my bedroom door.

When I opened it and wanted to go downstairs, I suddenly hit something hard and wide so I almost fell backwards if there were no arms around my waist.

"Can't you knock first?" I looked up at him.

"I just wanted to knock, but all of a sudden you opened the door" he replied.

"Then, let go. I have business."

"What business?"

"Take an orange and eat it."

"You think that's business?"

"Eating is an activity, therefore eating can also be called an affair."

"Yourself." He finally gave me a little chuckle.

"Then, let go?" I repeat because he never let go of the twists of his hand.

Shortly after, he distanced himself from me and I began to step downstairs.

But a second later I was confused as he walked behind me into my room.

"Why did you get into my room?" I was endlessly astonished. But he paid no heed to it and instead continued walking towards my wardrobe and intending to open it.

I immediately shot towards him and ambushed him opening the door by hiding it behind my back.

Is he crazy?! Suddenly I entered my room and was about to open my closet door! There's a lot of my personal stuff in there, as long as you know!

"What are you doing, my love?" tanyaku is full of emphasis. But his face was still calm.

"Packing your clothes" he replied lightly.

Packing clothes? Wh-wh-what for?

"What are you packing my clothes for?"

He folded both his hands in front of his chest. "Don't I tell you you're gonna move in and sleep in my room?"

"From now on, pack your things, because you'll sleep in my room."

In an instant I patted my head and closed both my eyes. Why did I forget that?

"You don't have to pack it. I can get Elise," I said.

"You said you wanted oranges, didn't you? I'll get it for you" he bargained.

"Thank you."

"You know not that I'm not going to be satisfied with just gratitude?"

Somehow in a second, his hand had already grabbed my waist and grabbed my body closer to him.

So that offer was just back mode? God really.

His large palm runs from my cheek to my nape. His fingers now tucked some of my hair between them.

While pressing my nape, he began to tilt his face then continued to stare at my lips.

As if understanding the movements he displayed, I closed my eyes waiting for his lips to dock.

"Master?"

Then, we stopped our actions and turned to the source of the sound. I quickly pushed her body away and returned to my starting position.

"I'm sorry to bother you, sir," said the waiter with his head bowed.

"What's wrong?"

"Mrs Anastasia wants to see you, sir," said the maid.

"Tell him that I'm busy" he said.

The look of her face changed a little... cold?

It's strange, though, that she hates Anastasia, but wouldn't it be if other men were a little warmed up to the woman carrying her child?

Is Arlen the kind of person who doesn't like kids too much?

Or just my imagination?

"Mrs Anastasia is not in good shape, sir. He wants to meet you."

"Of that, meet it. After all Anastasia is also pregnant with your child, however you as a father at least accompany the mother of your child," I urge you to end this debate soon.

He looks like he's grunting rudely. "Alright, but you're coming with me."

I nodded with a smile.

...🥀...

"What's up, Anastasia?" ask Arlen without further ado. His eyes grew even colder, what exactly happened to him?

Before, he seemed fine.

"I just want to see you.." - Anastasia. "I just suddenly wanted to eat your cooking at that time..Would you make it for me, Arlen?" the door with caution.

I turned to the man next to me, he was silent. But soon after, he finally said.

"All right."

After that he immediately went out of the room with a step from the foot of his level. Leaving me both in this room with Anastasia.

I set my feet near Anastasia who was on the surface of her bed and then sat on the edge of the girl's bed holding her hands together.

What a very good first wife image.

"Anastasia, are you feeling better? I heard from the waiter that you're not feeling well" I said softly.

"I'm just a little bit nauseous and dizzy, but now I'm starting to feel better" he replied smiling weakly.

"Thank God. Then, you rest, don't push yourself too hard to work."

This woman looked down, and was afraid her face was starting to shade. What's wrong with her? What is this show again?

"Hey, Cassandra. Don't you think that Arlen hates me?"

Where do I know.

"What do you mean, Anastasia? Arlen can't possibly hate you. You guys are best friends, right? Then why should she hate you?"

"It's because of that! I think that Arlen hates me because I'm pregnant with her child. He probably doesn't want this kid in my stomach!"

He began to cover his face with both palms with a sobbing sound that began to sound.

"Arlen must have hated me because this kid was made up of mistakes that night...! Did you see she was so cold to me? But I couldn't do anything that night either. I was completely helpless...."

"Do you think Arlen is that brilliant?" I said make this woman look up.

"Arlen could not have been so bad as to hate you who were pregnant with her child. It's possible that he's in a bad mood, which is why he's cold towards you" I continued.

"REally...?"

I'm nodding. "At the same time you're pregnant young, it's not good for too many minds. So don't think too much, huh?"

Anastasia smiled.

I got dissolved in my mind, this woman seemed to look very happy when I said that.

Is it true that the child she is carrying is Arlen's child? I don't know why I feel so nervous.

"Thank you." Anastasia's voice scattered my daydreams, and unknowingly the man was now behind me.

"I have business with Cassandra, is it okay if I stay?" arlen asked Anastasia who was feeding a spoonful of food that this man had made.

The woman nodded, and at that moment I felt like my wrist was being pulled away.

Arlen took me away from Anastasia's room, still faithful with his grip on my wrist.

"Hey, where are you taking me?" my question cannot stem my curiosity.

He seemed to be painting a thin smile. "Are we not going to be roommates now?"

After she said that, I smiled. Although Anastasia was pregnant with her child.

It turned out that the affection and attention he directed at me did not diminish and fade in the least.

^^I Become Wife of the Atrocious Duke^^^

^^^25 December 2020^^^