Tangled By Fate

Chapter 287 - [Bonus ]CARING HUSBAND LOVING HIS WIFE

Chapter 287 - [Bonus ]CARING HUSBAND LOVING HIS WIFE

'She is clearly in pain but why won't she tell me? In these past few months, did her heart move far from me? Does she have someone else in her heart? Did she meet a new guy and fall for him? Is this why she secretly came here to meet her friend and didn't go to the Magic Tower?'

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He had no control over his emotions. His obsession and possessiveness over his wife had grown beyond limitations.

Holding her arms, he pushed her down and pressed him under him.

Veronica's eyes widened in surprise. She was alarmed by his abrupt action. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to find the truth," saying that he pulled out before thrusting deep inside her.

"!!!" Veronica gasped in shock. She hadn't realized up until now he was still inside her.

"What are you doing? Let go… Ahh!" Veronica clutched her pillow and arched her back. Down there, it was throbbing painfully. But when he moved, the pleasure spread all over her body, giving her an electrifying sensation.

"Tell me who made you upset or I'll punish you." Arthur didn't warn her falsely. His movement became fiercer.

The feeling of ecstasy produced honey and dripped from her flower hole every time he rammed in her deepest part. Her body trembled and she moaned sweetly. When she begged him to stop moving, her face became filled with yearning.

After noticing her reaction, he could only continue without heeding her words.

In the end, Veronica was so tired that she couldn't lift a finger. Even her breathing was uneven. Exercise with an empty stomach was no food for health. She was drained.

Arthur felt guilty for not letting her take the meal and pushing her to the point of making her unconscious. Covering her with the comforter, he leaned forward and kissed her head.

"You shouldn't sleep too much, my sleeping beauty. I'm scared whenever I see your eyes closed." Although he said that, he didn't wake her up.

He took a bath and changed into a bathrobe. 'I need clothes,' he thought. He tore yesterday's clothes, and nothing was left.

He was thinking of leaving when he heard a knock on the door. He opened the door and saw Catherine with a tray of food.

Catherine was visibly startled by Arthur's appearance. She did not expect him. "Arthur… how come…"

Arthur lowered his gaze and looked at the tray. "Did you bring breakfast for Nica?"

'Nica?' Catherine blinked. "It's lunch and hangover soup. She drank a lot last night. She must have a headache after waking up."

Arthur blamed himself even more for not letting her eat anything after she woke up. However, the word 'drank' made him frown.

He had a clear memory of Veronica's drunken state. He was relieved that she did nothing childish and directly came back to her room.

If she stayed outside, who knew how many men would be seduced by her innocent charm?

He took the tray from Catherine and told her, "Don't disturb her. She is sleeping."

Not giving her another explanation, he shut the word with magic.

"…" Catherine was dumbstruck. 'She came here to meet me, you know.' She felt grumpy.

Thinking of last night, she pondered deeply, 'How did they make up? Arthur didn't bully her, right? If she is sleeping, how can he bully her anyway?'

Thinking about their tense relationship, she got worried. However, it wasn't her place to interfere. So, she left.

Vincent greeted her with a smile. "Why do you look down? Did you have a fight with your friend?"

Catherine shook her head. "Not really. She is sleeping. I just found out that her husband is here."

Vincent was surprised. He checked the entry book where Veronica registered her name. "Huh! I didn't know she was married. She registered as a single lady."

Catherine sat on the couch and explained, "She was supposed to be here alone. Her husband suddenly came. I guess it was a surprise for her."

"He must be a good husband for making his wife happy like that." Vincent gently held her hand while talking. "I wish I will once become a happy man like him too."

Catherine blushed furiously.

"Shall we go for a walk today?" Vincent carefully asked, taking the chance of her embarrassment.

Catherine could barely look at him. "…Okay…"

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The next time Veronica woke up, it was because of her stomach. Her nose unconsciously smelled some delicious food and her stomach cried out loudly.

The growling sounds were disturbing. She woke up. Since she was tired, she slightly opened her eyes and tried to sit.

Arthur placed the tray of food in the bed and gently touched her face. "Do you want to eat?"

Veronica leaned against his hand and slowly nodded. Her eyes were closed when he fed her a spoonful of hangover soup, chicken with eggplant, onions, bell peppers, zucchini, and tomatoes, and finally, a piece of an apple pie.

After she finished her meal, she drifted to the dreamland with a satisfied stomach. A long time later, she slept well without worrying about animals, insects, or bandit attacks. The comfortable bed was assisting her to sleep too.

She slept for a long time. The next time she opened her eyes, two days had already passed.

And, she found herself in a very familiar place.

'Huh? Am I dreaming?' Feeling puzzled, she looked around.

It was the same old bed. The simply decorated room gave off a little lonely vibe. The windows and balcony door were tightly closed. She saw snow falling outside.

'Am I truly back? Is it not a dream?' She got off the bed and walked toward the window. She opened it and was welcomed by a gust of cold wind.

She couldn't help but shiver. She was wearing little clothes.

She reached out her hand. Some small snow flexes fell on her palm and then turned into water.

Feeling the cool touch, she could finally conclude that she was back at the Magic Tower.

Her expression changed. 'Did Arthur just bring me back without my permission? How dare he? I need to talk to him.'

Anger rose in her heart. She walked toward the door and almost reached out when her right leg looked like catching up with something.. She was unable to step forward.