The President's Contract Wife
Chapter 7: Entering the Room

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"This is why it can be the same as the taste of Mami's cooking?" muttered Devan looking at the soup in front of him.

"Who made this soup?" devan asked looking towards all the waiters the girl and the man lined up were silent to each other.

"Why is everything in silence!" Devan said in a high tone staring intently at them. Quickly, the servants pointed at Ella. Ella began to get scared. Moreover, Devan's gaze was so frightening.

"Ck," Devan only bluffed and pushed the bowl away from him and did not want to try again. Devan was a little disappointed that the soup was made by Ella. Devan thought that some of the waiters in his village had the same cooking skills as his mother. But as it turns out, the soup was made by Ella, the girl he bought from the auction.

Devan stood up no longer scattered to finish his meal. The young president went from the kitchen up the stairs to his room to relieve his fatigue from the office.

Ella stroked her chest feeling relieved, fortunately she was not yelled at by Bu Jeje the butler. Ella then cleaned the dining table with the other waiters. Busy tidying up the dishes, Ella accidentally eavesdropped on the talk of the waiter standing not far from her.

"Hey, you saw the young master's expression. He's really good-looking with that cool demeanor,"

"True, especially if he's his wife. I must be very lucky to be standing next to him. Even this was very good, he was the main heir of the Welfin family. Moreover, his wealth in this famous city,"

"We can do anything we want with his abundant wealth,"

"I always wished I could sleep with her."

That's their conversation. Hoping to be a companion or wife to President Devan. The two maids who were chatting earlier left the kitchen room to rest. While Ella was still standing where she was wiping the dishes.

"Hey, girl! What are you doing there. Stop wiping the dishes, go get some rest!" shouted Bu Jeje who was watching him from earlier. Ella stopped immediately and approached Bu Jeje.

"Eh, what do you want?" Mrs Jeje retreated a little.

Ella can't talk. The young girl immediately grabbed onto Bu Jeje's hand making the butler shocked. Ella immediately engraved a name on Bu Jeje's palm using her finger.

"E-L-L-A?" said Mrs Jeje to see Ella. Ella immediately nodded. Ms. Jeje understood and immediately withdrew her forced hand.

"Go rest! Don't even think of anything in this house!" ma'am Jeje left Ella alone in the kitchen.

Ella turned off the lights and walked out of the kitchen. Ella's footsteps were heavy. Ella looked up and started thinking.

"If I can sleep with him, can I be his wife and he can help me seize my father's treasure?"

That's the intention that's going on in Ella's head. "No-no, I can't think dirty like this. How could this ugly me be his wife." Ella shook her head throwing away her intentions.

Ella looked back to the second floor. Ella walked back, but her footsteps headed towards the stairs and slowly climbed up to the second floor.

Crews!

The toilet door was open, Devan came out of the bathroom only with a white towel wrapped around the bottom. Instantly Devan's right eyebrow was raised to see Ella sitting on the edge of the bed looking down.

"Hey, what are you doing in my room!" devan pointed at Ella. There was a hint of shock at the bravery of the girl he bought entering so easily into his room without her permission.

Ella was silent, and it was useless to answer because she could not speak. Ella raised her face then saw Devan still standing near the bathroom.

Ella was stunned by the man's body. Moreover, Devan's appearance after bathing is too tempting and his body shape can really wash the eyes.

"Hey, why shut up!" Again Devan spoke. There was already a sense of annoyance and annoyance of him being ignored by the girl. Although Ella was a little year old. But her height was still like that of a sixteen year old girl.

Instead of being answered, Ella instead stood looking at Devan and immediately wanted to unbutton her shirt making both Devan's eyes widen as if Ella wanted to hand her body to Devan.

"What the fuck, don't play me!" Devan angrily approaches Ella and throws a blanket at Ella taken from a hanger on the wall.

Ella did not care and still continued unbuttoning her shirt. Even the second half of his considerable oppai is still not as big as the woman out there begins to look behind the buttons of his shirt.

"God, this girl is so brave of me!" devan's murmured was already unable to bear and his blood started to rise. Devan immediately grabbed Ella's hands to stop the action and stared at her sharply.

"Are you crazy, ha!" devan snapped with his strong grip, causing Ella to feel pain and close her eyes.

Ella made no sound but cried in front of Devan. Devan is surprised to see her crying, and Devan pulls Ella down and drops her on the floor out of her room.

Brak!

The door to the room was closed, forcing Ella to step. Ella clasped her hand in pain with Devan's grip just now. Ella felt despicable and stupid with her intention earlier to just give herself up. But it turns out, his thoughts towards Devan were wrong. The man was not interested in touching her. Ella stood up and staggered with the buttons of her shirt still open with a hint of her cry.

"Gosh, what did that girl want?" Devan was sitting on the edge of his bed still inexhaustible with what he saw just now. Moreover, Ella's cleavage so shadowed in his mind.

Devan immediately contacted his secretary Hansel and began babbling incoherently with Ella's behavior.

"Hansel!" devan started talking.

"Yes, what's the President?" asked Hansel who was sitting watching TV at his house.

"Is the girl crazy? How could he enter my room and instead want to surrender himself to me. He thought I would be affected by that ugly body! Even he's not talking to me, he's crazy" Devan said on the call. Sounds angry and swearing here and there.

Hansel held back his laughter. The curhatan of his president sounded funny to him. Hansel answered Devan.

"He's not crazy, President. He seemed to be mute" Hansel said.

"What, mute? It is fitting that he does not speak to me at all. But, why did you just tell me now!" angry Devan is back.

"Ah about that, maybe I forgot, ehehe," chirped Hansel in the call.

"Ck, that sucks. I don't want to see him in this house" Devan was upset despite a slight pity. But his frustration is bigger now.

"Yes, already. The president just threw it away." Hansel was mediocre.

"What, throw? You think 500 million is a leaf that's easy to find and just throw away! You want me to fire you from your post, Hansel!" Devan's getting so bad.

"Ah, that. Sorry, President. I'm just saying my opinion."

"Yes, talking to you makes my head want to explode!" Devan turns off his call making Hansel surprised. But Hansel didn't care and went on to watch TV.

"Aish, what a stupid girl. He thinks I'll easily fuck him? I have my pride as a man. Masa'yeah, I want to tell her my virginity, amit-amit dah." Devan stood up feeling amused at imagining an intimate relationship with a woman. Devan put on his pajamas and spread his body to clear his mind.

"He pityes too." muttered Devan briefly thinking about Ella then closed his eyes.

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