Young Master's Beautiful Wife
Chapter 09
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After arriving at Masion Pramuditya, Zoya immediately retrieves the P3K box that Old Aunt gave her. After that he rushed to meet Marcel in the room.
Geck!
Geck!
Zoya's hair began to stand up when she set foot on the floor of the room, either because of the cold AC temperature or indeed the atmosphere is creepy.
“T-young Master ..”
Zoya sees only the boy's burly back as Marcel turns his back, but there is still blood on Marcel's right arm that slowly begins to stain his bedsheet.
“S-I want to treat your wounds, Young Master.” said Zoya began to approach the young man, when he was next to Marcel, Zoya was surprised not to play when she saw the pale face of Marcel.
“Young Master!” screeched, he threw the box of P3Ks out and immediately cupped Marcel's handsome face.
“You are fine, Young Master!? Please talk!” pinta Zoya started to panic, there was no other choice but to cry out for help.
“To–, akhh!”
Not yet had time to scream for help, Marcel first pulled the collar of Zoya's shirt and scratched her right cheek with a shard of glass that he had held.
“Introduce.”
Zoya can feel the viscous liquid starting to come out from the scar caused by Marcel, Zoya is only able to grimace in pain as her wrist is firmly grasped by Marcel.
“T-young Master, s-sick!”
“You know? I canceled my important meeting with a wealthy client just to save a useless girl like you! I'm really sorry.” Marcel regretted, he stared intently at Zoya who kept his head down.
“S-I'm sorry, Young Master!”
“Sorry will not be enough to repay your useless deeds earlier, how could your mother give birth to a useless child like you?”
Zoya's blood was boiling, her left hand clenched tightly until her fingernails turned white as Marcrel said 'How can your mother give birth to a useless child like you?', his mother never regretted that.
Zoya threw a hand ?Marcel and now he looked up as he stared intently at Marcel's eyes, his teeth growling as Marcel smiled smrik.
Marcel is deliberately provoking Zoya's emotions by saying this, actually Marcel has learned information that his mother Zoya has died.
“Your greeting just now was the first and last time for me to hear, I hope you don't repeat it again, Young Master!” zoya pointed at Z's face
Marcrel with rage.
Marcel put away Zoya's index finger, then smiled faintly. “Your mother is dead, then why should I stop saying her? There is no ban, right? Your mother must be sorry she gave birth to you!”
Bugh!
A second after Marcel said that, Zoya immediately hit Marcel's handsome face firmly until Marcel turned to the right.
“DON'T EVER SAY THAT, K3PAR4T!” snapped Zoya with thundering emotions, her chest deflated with so much emotion.
“Haha, are you angry? Alfareado's right, you're nothing compared to money. You're mur4han, Zoya! You can be bought by anyone and at any price!” marcell's cruel grin began to show.
“GW NOT GOODS, B3RENGS3K!” maki Zoya, he could not stand Marcel who always tortured and also called 'mur4han'.
“If you don't goods, then why did Alfareado sell you?”
“You can't answer her?”
“Why did you marry Me, Young Master? You married Me not out of love or were betrothed by your parents, right? Then what's the reason you married Me?”
Instead of answering Marcel's previous questions, Zoya wonders about why Marcel married her if not for love.
Marcel chuckled cynically, he turned his back on the girl and took a picture frame in his nightstand.
“You know what it is because? I married you because of the person in this photo!” said Marcel who then thrust the photo to Zoya, the girl received the photo and looked at it closely.
In the photo, there is a beautiful girl with long dark black hair and straight bangs who uses a bright green toska dress and there she looks clutching a beautiful pink rose.
Zoya appears to be tilting her head, she is much different from the girl in the photo. So why did Marcel say that he married Zoya because of the girl in this photo? Bizarrely.
“Who is this girl, Young Master!?” ask Zoya.
“My sister, Hirata Zavania Pramuditya. Now you understand?”
“I don't understand, Young Master.”
“Hufh, bod*h.”
“I won't understand if you don't explain everything, Young Master!” zoya's circus does not accept when she is put on bod*h by Marcel.
Marcel did not answer Zoya's call, he walked slowly to the balcony of his room which immediately presented a view of the city of Jakarta filled with skyscrapers.
“If I tell you, can you understand?” murmured and asked without seeing Zoya and remained focused on the view of Jakarta.
“Ya!”
“Four years ago ..”
Flashback.
“Alfareado please return the file!”
The man with the battered face was as trying as possible to retrieve his file which was now in the hands of his treacherous friend.
Andhara Pramuditya, he is a very painstaking employee and also very reliable in his company, where he works.
He and Alfareado are close and supportive friends of each other, but Alfareado is sometimes jealous of the praise Andhara continues to get.
When Alfareado's body has been overrun by envy and spite, he has the heart to seize the project that Andhara has painstakingly made in order to get more bonuses this month.
“Ck, will not! If you're my best friend, you better hand over this file to me!” refute Alfareado in a light tone.
“Afareado, please understand! I'm in need of that money for Hira's operation, please, Alfareado!” pinta Andhara, he even willing to bend his knees in front of his friend who has betrayed it.
Alfareado kicked Andhara until the man collapsed, laughing while underestimating Andhara.
After that, Alfareado died, Andhara alone in his work room who was crying as he pleased. He got up and immediately went to the hospital, where Hira was treated.
18:00 AM local.
When he arrived in the room of the child, the Andhara family stared at him with sparkling eyes, they were so excited to welcome the health of Hira.
Hirata Zavania Pramuditya or who is often called Hira by his family must suffer from a dangerous disease, after getting his cowardice, the doctor suggested that Hira immediately in surgery as soon as possible.