Destiny
SUPPER

It is not Arjean's name if it succumbs to the stone girl, sucks and tests her heart's patience at all times.

Just like dealing with his clients, his company, this small thing does not need to expend a lot of muscle strength because Arjean's brain can still function properly even though all day Arjean is busy taking care of work in his Office which is a lot of mind drain.

The clinking sound of the spare key made Joanna's amber eyes open glaring.

But his eyelids closed again, moving as fast as a flash of light.

Cklek!

The door of the room was opened with just one turn.

The figure of the girl that Arjean knew just pretending to sleep was acting really well.

"Norhh ... At a really noisy, don't know what other beautiful bobo people are!" his murmur, with a voice made as rattling as possible, was typical of people waking up.

Joanna deserves an award as an artist with natural acting.

But man is the wrong place, will be as perfect as anything, there must be a gap from the person.

And Joanna too.

That made the corners of Arjean's lips form a thin line; a mocking smile.

When looking at the corner table, there are two packs of white food containing snacks that Joanna usually buys through online delivery.

It's on the table.

"Wake up!"

One word that came out of Arjean's lips did not necessarily make the girl quickly move from under her blanket.

Joanna secured the position, drowning her entire body in a fur blanket patterned Elsa Frozen.

Sreth!

"So, Jean! Lo disturb!"

"Wake up or I'll drag you to the bathroom right now."

There was no response.

"Wake up, Joanna." Arjean's tone of voice sounded increasingly lower.

Gracella and the other two Maids were still waiting at the doorstep.

Only dare to eavesdrop from the outside without daring to interrupt.

"So you don't want to wake up on your own?"

Joanna was still waiting for the next thing to happen when her ankle felt gripped.

"Arjean, ANJ lo—! Pain, Je!"

"I'm your husband and from now on be polite before I actually break your leg, Joanna."

Arjean's gaze was not as usual.

Sharp, cold and piercing.

Until that flash of emotion came out through the side of his head. Shaping the cartoon-style imaginary smoke that Joanna often watched on television.

"Y-yes, I'm up. But let's take it first."

The big hand gripped Joanna's ankle.

"GUE SAID IT HURTS, JEAN!" joanna snapped, trying to escape Arjean's grip by kicking the man's hand.

"I-you ... Get used to talking with me-you call, try it!"

"No! I ga— AHK! I-yes, I-I'll try."

Joanna's voice began to stammer as Arjean's thumb pressed down on Joanna's skin until the man's fingernails stuck there.

"J-jean ..."

"This is not how much! You must obey me, Joanna. I'm your husband, I'm in control of your life right now. Be a good kid, understand?"

In your dream, damn it!

Forced.

Joanna nodded.

Instead of her smooth legs scratched deeper and left scars, Joanna chose resignation.

"Good girl! Now take a shower because Gracella will help you get everything ready." Arjean's large hand patted Joanna's head three times.

Not polite! What do I think I'm a puppy!

"I'm happy to have a wife who is obedient like this" he added, before Arjean's long legs stepped out of the room.

...••••...

Knee-length black dress worn by Joanna looks right on her slender body.

Joanna takes good care of her body despite the age of Joanna is still too young but is very suitable if juxtaposed with the President Director of Star Way Entertainment who has a level like aprodhite.

"perfect. Come on!"

Arjean walked ahead of Joanna without seeing her wife in distress because the 12-inch heels almost made her slip because of the slippery floor or Joanna was not used to wearing the pointy right that is always proud of by every women to look perfect with legs level and proportional height.

"Jean, wait for me!"

Arjean turned her head and looked at Joanna sharply, "Can you change the sneakers? Pegel here!"

"Don't praise my patience, Joanna."

"I'm just saying pegel but your response is like this?"

Joanna realized her style of speech and quickly changed it.

"Think yourself. Pantes so with your outfit that is already graceful continue to wear sneakers? Just be shy."

Joanna's eyes rotate lazily. Though Joanna's initial intention was only to ask to be held so as not to fall, only Joanna prestige said that blatantly.

And about his request to change footwear, just a mere bragging.

Yes, I did talk about fashion. Can jump! I'm wearing a syantik dress, eh underneath the sneakers time!

Actually, dress and sneakers are suitable if combined but they are not hanging out like young people in the cafe.

Dinner is more formal dinner.

"We go now, Jun." Arjean ordered.

His fingers and hands were focused on the tablet screen. Check the stock charts of companies that have lately been skyrocketing up.

"I'm sleepy, go to sleep first!"

Joanna's words were just a passing wind. Ignored by the unmoved Arjean, stay focused on playing his tablet screen.

Not wanting to bother, Joanna leaned her head against the glass window. He started to close his eyes because Joanna was really sleepy.

He has not had dinner yet.

...••••...

The table reserved for four people has been prepared. The waiter led Arjean and Joanna to the second floor, a special room called Very Very Important Person— was filled with two other couples who deliberately arrived early, ten minutes before the newlyweds arrived.

"Please sit. Food and drink will be delivered in five minutes." explained the waiter.

"Yes, thank you."

Joanna turned her face away, feeling her amber eyes begin to heat up when she saw the woman sitting in front of her wearing a set of jewelry belonging to her late mother, who was as fond of Joanna, as she remembered it, it will be passed down to Joanna when she is married.

But then again, everything changed.

Mr. Deryant originally gave the jewelry to women who labeled Joanna as a cheap actor.

It is not a matter of nominal price of the jewelry but rather the hereditary meaning outlined for the children and grandchildren of Bu Anne of the previous great-grandchildren although Joanna was not a native descendant of Bu Anne but the woman was very affectionate Joanna, like her own son.

"Joanna, Papa is happy to see you again" said Mr. Deryant, putting on a smile as gracious as possible in front of the Son and Son-in-law.

"And it's good to see you too, son Jean. Finally ... We can eat together as a family."

For some reason, the family word that Mr. Deryant uttered sounded very sickening and not sincere at all.

"I'm also happy to be able to call you Papa ..." They were silent for a moment as the two maids served dishes on the table, "Congratulations to your wedding yesterday. Pardon us. Me and Joanna can't come, Pa."

The old man's naughtiness sounded crisp. Exploring Arjean's busy life as the company's leader, except— Mr. Deryant is not sure if Joanna is also busy.

"That means Arjean is now my stepdaughter huh, Mas?" Soraya's tone of voice sounded ridiculous. Made as marihoo as possible.

Did the actor deliberately make a disgusting sound to tease Joanna's husband as well?

Prangs!

Joanna did not need to keep the image in front of anyone when there were only 3 people she hated the most, sitting at the same table with her.

"Joanna." Arjean recalled, clasping Joanna's fingers tightly under the table.

But the longer it took, Arjean's hand felt like he wanted to crush his finger bones.

"Sorry everyone! Mama Anne said, if you eat no more talk. Ntar the demon also ate ..."

Joanna's amber eyes glared at Arjean, "Lepasin! it's a public place, I can scream when you're still being rude, Jean."

"And you will be ashamed when people know your true attitude as to how your wife behaves." whispered Joanna, who sounded faintly in the ears of Mr. Deryant and Soraya who tried to smile while eavesdropping.

I really hate them getting to the crown.

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