The Pawned Stud
chapter 46
As usual, Rosella had to force herself every morning to do household chores. Despite her extremely weak body condition, the woman forced her body to move.
Rosella wanted to end all this suffering by going far, but she had to think about her daddy state.
She was afraid that her stepmother would do something that would endanger her father's life, like the threat she always heard from her mouth.
With a weak state and pale face, Rosella makes breakfast menu this morning according to the schedule that the stepmother has made.
Unceasingly Rosella sighed tiredly and tried to brace herself, where her body and gaze made her body almost collapse.
With blurred vision and circling. Rosella tries to survive.
It took her 1 hour to prepare the breakfast that her family wanted.
Rosella glanced at the clock stuck to the wall that showed the number 06:30 in the morning.
The woman let out a long sigh, meaning it was time for her to get ready to head for the hotel. Today he had an important meeting with an important client.
Rosella walked towards her room with heavy steps, wiping the sweat that soaked her forehead.
The woman stopped exactly five steps from the door of her room. The woman's forehead shriveled, seeing the door of her room open slightly.
"I feel like I'm closing it?" The woman muttered again continuing her steps.
Rosella just walked in without knowing the situation in her room.
"Mommy?! Excited with a surprised face, when he found his stepmother in his room with a messy state also looks nervous and misbehaved.
She now glanced at her husband who looked so relaxed sitting on the sofa while playing his phone.
"Mommy what's going on in my room?" Ask the woman in surprise.
Madam Soraya again showed her fierce face, but she was so nervous earlier. He even glanced at his stepson's cynicism.
Just now that he was going to make out with his son-in-law, Rosella came and messed things up. Makes his sense of urgency go up to the crown. Moreover, he had not met his daughter-in-law for two days.
"It's none of your business, mommy just needs your husband's help!" Sent mistress Soraya as she thumped her lips and walked towards the door of the room with her mouth grumbling.
Rosella continued to stare at her stepmother's back without feeling anything odd.
Carlos himself is now making a video call with his own in-laws, where the woman on his phone screen is doing an irretrious move. Making Carlos' blood rustle.
Carlos glanced towards the bathroom, and the man smiled as he had a chance with his father-in-law before Rosella came out of the bathroom.
The man immediately walked towards the door of the room and walked towards one of the corner most rooms, where madam Soraya was already waiting inside there with a longing face.
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"Eh, where is he going?" Rosella was astonished when she did not find Carlos in her room.
"Is it possible he went to another bathroom?" He muttered while silent. Rosella walks into the dressing room to prepare for her husband's personal needs.
"Where are you from?" Rosella was so surprised, when she saw the presence of Carlos in the room with a tired and satisfied face, her husband's facial skin also looks moist, as well as other parts, to make a white shirt worn by Carlos wet.
"It's none of your business" said Carlos who stood up from his seat and walked over to the bathroom, the man even deliberately nudged his wife's shoulder.
Rosella who was silent, feeling fine, she was used to receiving her husband's treatment like this.
Carlos himself sounded clucked, as Miranda fell.
"Bas on a lame and weak woman" despised Carlos, looking down on and disgusted at his own wife.
Rosella just smiled, got such treatment and contempt from her husband.
In another luxurious residence. There is also warmth there.
Where a beautiful woman now put her husband's tie crouched in front of her.
Hans looked at his wife's pretty face while tidying up Miranda's moist hair.
"You, so get out of town?" Asked Miranda in a soft voice.
"Somehow, maybe I should look at my schedule first" said Hans, head looking up, as Miranda tried to pervert the husband's tie.
"Tell me, if you're right you'll go!" Miranda Pinta.
"Sure, dear," Hans kissed his wife's forehead.