Widow of Flower & Bad Guy
Chapter 28 Looking at the Eyes

"Whoa.. wah..wah... after two days languishing in the room, the newlyweds finally came out too," said Bellen who saw Amanda get off the escalator. "Surely this woman was made distraught by the game of our husband. Just look at his body, so many lashes. Uh.. ah.. uh.." he told Lavina in a giggle.

Amanda tried to match Bellen's carelessly by passing through the woman without intending to chim in or just looking over. He walked while looking up, showing arrogance. In my heart, I feel guilty.

"It's so arrogant of you. Just two days into being the wife of a millionaire, already acting!!" Bellen pulled Amanda's hand rough because the girl was apathetic to him. He was happy to make a fuss as it continued to provoke his mad rage.

"What do you want, hm...?" say Amanda pongah by pulling her chin up. Undaunted, he seemed to challenge Bellen to a duel. For not wanting to look weak and easily trampled in anyone's eyes.

Bellen shook his head as he clapped his hands around Amanda's body. "I salute your courage, bitch...!!"

Called a prostitute by a lowly woman like Bellen, of course Amanda couldn't take it. Because she is not a woman who likes to peddle the body to any man. Amanda firmly gripped Bellen's hand further twisting it. "So your mouth is! I'm not a whore like you're accusing me of!"

"Done, shit!!" peekik Bellen beat Amanda's arm using her other hand. He was twitching his lips between emotions as well as in pain. "Please say!!" bellen jolts because Amanda again twists her right hand. He kept beating Amanda's arm hoping it would come off. But what happened, the more the blow tightened. The stronger Amanda turned her hand.

Lavina simply fell silent, not knowing what to do. Because both of his hands are currently still injured by Lucas' actions yesterday. He wanted to break up, but his screams were not heeded by the two women who were busy fighting.

"Have not fought. If Lucas comes, you'll be finished!" lavina said in a high tone. His head moved here and there to ascertain the conditions, just in case Lucas appeared unnoticed.

"This time, you I let go. But next time, I won't forgive you, you Hell girl!" Amanda finally let go of Bellen's hand, then pulled a step first towards the dining room. Saliva is swallowed many times while regulating the breath that feels faster than before.

"Let's go Bellen, our husband will be down in a minute. Act as if nothing happened or you take responsibility for it yourself!" cynical Lavina catches up with Amanda to the dining room and leaves the haunted Bellen. Because now he has two enemies at once at the Black Angel palace, Amanda and Lavina.

"Be careful! Someday, I will repay you one by one! Wait for the time to come!" gerundel Bellen eating onions.

Bellen hurried from the room to the dining room to see Lucas begin to climb down the escalator stairs. She did not want her husband to find her still in the original place because the palace rules are dominated by black and gold, not allowing residents to roam before breakfast is finished.

"Hi.." said a young man sitting alone in the dining chair. He tried to carve a smile, although the look in his eyes could not cover his feelings that he was hurt by the lover's marriage to his father. "Sit here!" he shouted while patting the seat next to him.

Amanda stared at the man who had now changed status to stepson. Until this moment, the girl still could not accept the situation if she married a bad-hearted man who turned out to be the biological father of a loved man.

"Don't sit there, it's Bellen's place. You sit here because you are now in your position as Lucas' young wife." Lavina said pulling out a chair for Amanda to sit on.

The girl with the blue chest nodded her head and landed her pelvis on the chair Lavina had prepared. "thank you. Sorry, I don't know your name yet. I'm Amanda. Amanda Shawnette's."

Lavina smiled kindly and sat down next to Amanda. "I'm Lavina Rodriguez, Lucas Denver' fifth wife."

"Ehm.." deham Lucas played his chin overgrown with thin feathers. "It's nice to see you two getting along," he glanced at Bellen who was sitting scowling while grumbling. He knew very well how his fourth wife's temperament was that did not like Amanda's presence in his palace.

Amanda was immediately silenced as she rolled her eyes lazily, hearing the nonsense that came out of Lucas' poisonous mouth. He sits in a perpendicular position and unintentionally looks into the eye with Matthew, his former lover.

His breathing rose and fell, both eyes locked the charm of the beloved youth. The mind wanders, remembering every beautiful memory that has been passed along.

"So your eyes! Because I won't hesitate to stab or gouge him out!" gertak Lucas felt jealous because the wife looked at her son in such a way. Amanda gasped and immediately looked away.

"Why doesn't my dad eat with us?" ask Amanda to switch the subject. Since three days ago, he has not been reunited with Orman, his father.

Lucas throws a knife at Amanda. Luckily the sharp object did not hit the target because it missed and fell in front of Lavina.

"Don't like to divert the discussion! I don't like it" Lucas growled.

"Then what do you like?" Amanda asked back in cynical intonation.

"You! And your beautiful body. Tuneful voice and ****** your sex," Lucas said. "I like all that. Especially when you put in what you have for me to enjoy."

"Enough!!" Matthew stood up screaming and pointed his index finger at Lucas and Amanda. "You two are both disgusting!! Can't you hold it until breakfast time is over?" Matthew pulled the napkin tucked in the collar of his clothes and threw it on the table. He went away moping, not strong hearted to hear the babbling of the father who made the heat of the ear.

"Nobody can leave the dining table!!" snapped Lucas. "Go back to your seat right now, Matthew!!" Lucas scrolled his head to the side and shone a sharp glare towards his son.

"I'm not hungry, Dad!" matthew replied as he passed withstanding the heart-pounding pain.

"Are you deaf, son of a bitch...!!!" lucas shouted with a high voice. The veins on his neck stiffened and the eyeballs seemed to want to come out of the cage.

Matthew's steps stopped because of the father's screams at him. "I have rights over myself, Dad! Stop trying to control and control me. I'm not a kid anymore."

Matthew continued the steps he had paused to leave the dining room to a place where he could calm his mind. Meanwhile, the atmosphere turned silent and stiff, which sounded only the voices of some maids who were preparing breakfast for all their employers.

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