Wife Tough Abuser Taste
chapter 35

"Basic, lowly servants.maybe they treat me, like this." he growled who was staring reluctantly, the room he was in now.

A room that looks not so spacious, but still looks luxurious, with nominated wall colors, white and blue and complete a bed that is as beautiful as the walls of the room.

Lotte, who was still grumbling, dropped her body on the bed.

"The bed, it's not as comfortable as the previous room. I won't accept being treated like this. I'm entitled to all the luxuries in this mansion. Aren't I, too, Malvin's wife, right,? and I'm not a guest here, but Mrs Abraham, I can't stay still, I have to do something, so I can enjoy the luxury of this mansion too.I'm sure, this mansion gave Malvin for that crazy woman."

"Akhh, you little lady, crazy." said Lotte with a stifled growl.

"I must not yield and continue to be humiliated in my own husband's place.I must show everyone here that I am the mistress of Malvin Abraham, and I have to teach those lowly servants a lesson." Lotte was still monologuing in bed.

"I have to do something" he said, rising from the bed.

"I have to show them who I am." he muttered and stepped into the bathroom.

"Look, the bathroom is just so pathetic," akhh, this must not be allowed. I'm not the babu who should get such bad facilities. I should have all the luxury of being the wife of, Malvin Abraham." Lotte, screaming in frustration in the bathroom.

The woman did not accept, treated like a babu in the residence of her own husband.she who hoped to get the same luxury, he, like Kim who is always in the abundance of luxury and also material from her husband Malvin now.

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While in another room that is not much different from the room in Lotte.

Malvin, smiling with satisfaction staring at the reflection of himself.he was very sure that his wife Kim would be fascinated with the appearance of the very in his tribe.

"Perfect" she exclaimed with a smile.

"My team, I like it best when I look like this. I'm sure he'll smile and look in awe at me. Like he always did before." murmured, the man in front of his reflection.

Malvin, staring at his expensive and super-luxury watch, frowned and checked once the man's appearance.After being sure of his appearance the man walked towards the door of the room which was still on the third floor. she was willing to split the bed with Kim, so long as she could occupy one of the rooms on the third floor, and the man also refused a room with Lotte, she would not take the risk, that would make his plan to take Kim's heart fail. Malvin ignored Lotte's screams and mockings, as if he cared about all the swearing that came out of the mouth of his second wife.

Malvin, walking down the winding stairs, with a cheerful face while humming a little. His handsome smile never escaped from his face.sometimes the man took a breath and threw it back, he said, the nervousness melanda.

"Oh, why am I so nervous,? it reminds me of when I proposed to my kim." he sizzled and smiled obliquely.

"I can't wait to see my face, my wife who I miss so much." murmured, who was now downstairs. Malvin walked up to the big window and stared out the gate, wanting to make sure Kim was back and the first person he welcomed was himself.

Malvin was still staring at the window and his watch alternately.he was now pacing in front of the mansion's magnificent door, with mixed feelings of stir, happiness, fear, longing and nervous.

"oh, God, why am I like this." he lamented and looked out the window again.

Lotte, who saw Malvin's behavior could only clench his hands on both sides.he was so unaccepted and felt neglected.he wanted to get Malvin's attention as well and not just Kim. he highlighted Malvin's slightly different appearance.this time Malvin looks very charming and masculine. his chest immediately rumbles when he sees Malvin's open chest. he wanted to take Malvin into the room and lock him there.he would not divide the man who had become her husband.

"You are mine, Malvin Abraham, .. only mine." she grumbled.the woman walked up to Malvin, who was on her back.

"Dear."