Maried With Mr. L
CHAPTER 69

" Don't sleep near me! " Say Grade to Onard who is now getting ready for bed. The man sighed bitterly, wanting to fight his mouth but he was very tired, not fighting even his mouth itching to answer. Ah, but yes, let's just babble because he's really tired right now, so sleep is the ultimate solution.

" I told you not to sleep near me! " Grade got up from his position that he was about to sleep in, he sat down and looked at Onard with an angry look.

" Where should I sleep? This is my grandfather's house, if you mind, you're out of here. " Onard snorted in annoyance, he did not want to observe Grade's face glaring in annoyance and chose to position himself to be comfortable to sleep. The grade who really did not want to sleep next to Onard finally pulled the blanket that Onard would use.

" This is your grandfather's house, but don't forget that I was forced to marry you! So inevitably you can only give up on me! "

Onard closed his eyes for a moment holding back the vexation that almost rose to his head.

" Hey fake princess, are you here to protest and mind please just remember who you are and do you deserve it? "

Grade clenched his hands with an annoyed look. In fact, Onard's stupid past was flawed or not, capable or not his own was used. But, seeing Onard as he kept reminding of everything that happened until his brother had to die, his father was imprisoned, Gun who he already considered his own brother also went into prison.

" Yes, you understand, right? Why did you marry me forcibly huh?! You to me really are like a nightmare, marrying you is like death to me. "

Onard let out a rough breath. It is very dramatic what Onard means for Grade, but who does not want to get married is not just Grade? Why is his impression like Onard who asked to marry forcibly? Ah, if it wasn't for her grandfather's unreasonable desire, how could she have married the son of the man she hated the most all along?

" All right, you better get some sleep and stop babbling. If you don't want to sleep in the same bed as me, you can sleep on the couch. Do you know that my legs still need a wheelchair? I can't sleep with my legs bent, so please, please enjoy the soft sofa sitting it. " Pointing Onard to the sofa sitting far away from his bed.

Grade no longer wanted to keep fighting, he brought a pillow and pulled a thick blanket for him to wear while sleeping on the sofa later.

" Hey hey hey! I need a blanket too! "

" I didn't hear! " Say Grade stupid only.

" I'd go crazy living a long life with a woman like you. "

" Good, the sooner you go crazy, the better. Oh, have aspirations to die fast no? I can help make it happen. "

" God! " Onard gaped irritably at Grade who was already in a position to sleep on the sofa.

Mother Maria smiled happily to see Stepmother and Sephora had come early to help clean the house, while Mr. Diro helped the gardener to take care of the plants. It really feels beautiful if the world sees the criminal looking down helplessly, upset did not dare to be expressed directly and can only be fatal.

Starting from today, the three of them already had to clean up Leo and Ariel's house like an agreement. It may be a bit rambling how to punish them, but believe me the real punishment is when Ariel comes home from the honeymoon later.

Stepmom and Sephora are now in the laundry room, indeed washing clothes using the washing machine, but still they feel unwilling even though they have to do it anyway. From the morning they did not stop working at all, starting from sweeping the house of which the magnitude should not be doubted, have not swept the yard, mopping, continue to help the waiter there to cook, had not cleaned the dining table before Mother Maria breakfast, and until now they had to wash clothes, then after dry ironing, then they could eat calmly.

" Mom, if this continues I can't stand it! Look at this! I've spent a lot of money to paint my nails, but in a day it's been four nails broken and the paint is broken, I can't take it anymore, Mom! "

The stepmother could only sigh in length, how could she bear to not complain as well? The work in the house seemed to be handed all over to them, while the servants there could even rest, even chat as well. If it wasn't because they were forced to do so for Sephora and Bram's marriage to be successful, where would they want to be like this? Yes, let's just say they are suffering first before finally getting a rich son-in-law and can sustain their lives.

" Once, Sephora. Later if you are married to Bram, then I think again how to control the house, and reply to what the woman has done to us. "

Sephora breathed her sigh. To be honest is the envy of seeing the life of Ariel is so great now, even though her husband is ugly and flawed, but if a lot of money like that is indeed who would not? Ah, there is a sense of regret for rejecting Leo first, but anyway he will marry Bram who has a handsome face, although not as rich as Leo it is also quite right?

" Mom, I'm actually jealous of Ariel's life, if I hadn't turned down the marriage, I would have lived rich by now, right? "

" But you'll know for yourself that the man is a cripple. "

" Well, even if he's handicapped, it's the money, ma'am. The satisfaction problem I can look for outside, right? Huh! really stupid for not thinking that long. "

" It's Sephora, it's useless to be sorry, you know for yourself it's all been this way. Now just stay your marriage with Bram, lest your marriage fail huh? Bram will be useful to help our lives. "

On the porch, Mr. Diro could only look at the busy Mother Maria with her laptop. Now he is planning to open a property business, and that he is fully dedicated to Ariel. The only daughter of his puppet had already lost a lot of things, and now it was time for him to give what he could to bring love to his daughter.

Mr. Diro really misses the woman who once filled his heart, the mother of Ariel who he began to believe that Ariel was his biological daughter. But since things had gone awry as they were now, she really had to refrain from approaching Mother Mary and Marile as her daughter.

Seriate.