Chapter 11: Chapter 11

He caught his breath as he hid behind the window where a thick ring curtain blocked it. Zerus is in front of the door, with three men. They look around now and it looks like someone is looking for them and he knows he is the target of these. Theon will just leave and as they have agreed, he will stay but it will be difficult to do that.

“Boss, did he really run here? This is a restricted area by Mr. Willoughby, we might be quick. ”

Somehow he heard a colleague say it. Maybe it's old Don's staff too. With the amount of its staff and the others being assassins, he was no longer surprised.

“I know but according to CCTV footage, this is where he ran. I just didn't follow yesterday because Don Jukka sent me to the mansion. ”

My God! Her mouth was covered. Make sure they know that he is inside and how can they ask Theon and say that he is there ?! No. He can't go back to the mansion! He had fled far away so he was going to shut up. He would only go crazy if he went back to the four corners of his room.

"Why are you here?"

He frowned when he heard Theon's voice. Did he think it was gone ?! He was horrified at the thought that it would accuse him of them. No! It's not possible now, he doesn't have the strength to run and compete again. Suddenly he wondered what to do in case it pointed out to him that he was there.

"We're looking for a woman, dude," he replied quickly.

"A woman?"

Her tears fell at once. He began to tremble with fear again. He lived in fear for a long time and to this day he is still afraid.

“Yeah. I saw him run up here. Maybe he's here in your penthouse, hiding. ”

He waited for Theon's answer, here his safety now depends. Even if he tells her to hide, when he says that they are together. She’s totally game over.

“If she’s here, I already fucked her in and out. Besides, this is a restricted area. The person you are looking for may run to the fire exit. Check for it. You know I hate trespassers. ”

They were silent and seemed embarrassed. “Yes, we’re sorry then. Boys let’s go! ”

He was relieved to hear their distant footsteps. Thank you! She thought the man would report her to them. Weakly he sat down on the floor and immediately wiped away the tears.

"Who are you really?"

He looked at the newcomer and I could see Theon's eyes full of questioning. Will he say that? He bit his lip so hard and rubbed the nails in his hand without knowing what to do.

"Forget it," he also answered his question. “I have my own ways. I should go now. Call me if you need me. ” he looked at the watch he was wearing and closed the door again.

Her gaze followed the man and she just gasped. He knew everything was just the beginning and he needed to be prepared.

A FEW DAYS later, he somehow calmed down. Don Jukka's staff never returned. She’s safe for now but she shouldn’t be complacent. Not all the time he was safe so he was doubly careful, he never left that penthouse. He’s always there on the terrace or balcony, that’s just his routine.

But one afternoon a visitor came there. They were shocked both. A beautiful woman is in front of him now. She suddenly shrank to herself at the thought that it was so beautiful with curly hair and the boss's face. The woman who stood in front of her is nothing but Theon's wife.

"Hello!" it smiled and seemed paralyzed by the beauty it possessed. “I'm Theon's wife, I have spare keys so I thought he was here though he hasn't come home for two days. He never answered my call as well. ”

Suddenly his mind was puzzled as to what to say. Wouldn’t it ask who he was? If anything, he wouldn't be interested in being jealous because he wouldn't throw anything out of his little finger. He is only of Finnish descent.

“H-hi Ma’am, a-ah I’m a new housekeeper here. I'm Jackylyn, ”he stammered. She couldn't bear to look it in the eye to think that that night she had let the man think she was his wife. He was suddenly consumed by self -guilt.

He smiled and that's when he knew the woman was kind. “Yes, I heard about you. He said he hired you as a temporary housekeeper. ”

He nodded quickly and smiled sparingly. It was as if his heart was pounding with pain but he tried to hide the pain he was feeling. He has no right to be hurt.

“Y-yes, I am. What do you want to drink, Ma’am, and I will prepare you— ”

“Oh,‘ don’t! I don't want to bother you here. I thought that pokpok was here. ” It rolled the sight.

"Yes?" he frowned at what it said. Pokpok?

Napahagikhik it turned and shook. “Nothing. All right, I'm leaving. Tell me in case that handsome man passes by here— ”

"Wifey ?!"

At once they turned to the newcomer. This is Theon wearing his black suit and tie. Its tie is not tight and the hair is tangled. It was as if a demon had fought with its appearance.

He saw the woman smile and immediately approached Theon who was just looking at his wife who was his sign with the name Amara.

His wife adjusted the necktie and combed the hair with her finger. “Mr. Theon Willoughby, where have you been? If I hadn't gone to your penthouse, I wouldn't have seen you beaten! ” And it pinched the nose of the person he loved.

Is it really expensive?

He bit his lip and looked down. He can't afford to watch the couple's sweetness. He had no right but it was as if his heart was being stabbed in extreme pain. God! Is he jealous? Is this what they call jealousy and insecurities? Because he could feel the two words in those moments.

"I'm sorry," Theon promised weakly.

“It’s okay, can you come with me to the Legrand mansion? Mom and Dad want to see us. ” soft cry of the woman.

He stared at them. Even the voice was jealous of him, so sweet. It was as if he were watching a movie with two people flirting in front of him. Slowly he turned and left, he went to the kitchen and temporarily gave them time. He didn't want to disturb it.

“Did you tell something about what happen to us the other day to my wife?”

He was surprised by Theon's sudden start. She shook her head quickly, in the first place why would she do that? He relaxed and nodded. It also immediately said goodbye to him. He secretly peeked at the two leaving.

Very perfect of the two, as in. It's embarrassing if someone breaks up their relationship but he's confused as to why only Theon loves his wife. She has no experience with that love but she feels, she is hurting it.

When they left, he hung out on the terrace. He watched the plants and flowers now slowly bloom. When he got tired, he went to the living room and turned on the large flat screen TV. He moved around the station until he spontaneously stopped at a channel whose content was news.

‘Don Jukka Rokassowskij donated 50 million USD for charity fund.’

He was just weakening so close to the seat. He knew the old man's game, yes, it was his real grandfather. The world isn't really fair just because Don Jukka made him a bad person. No one wants to take his own life but it seems like that is his destiny but no, he will change his destiny if that is the right thing to do.

If viewed on the wide screen, old Don is a kind man. Always smiling and as if there was no evil in the body. But they say that Satan once became an angel. In its extreme demonic, it does not train him in any martial arts or sports for fighting because it knows here he will use this thing first. Don Jukka used his intimidate power to manipulated everybody including her.

He ran and fled when he learned that Don Jukka would send him to Finland to introduce him to the son of his comparator. He had seen it before when he was fifteen and he could say it was 20 years older than him.

When she turned eighteen, the old man wanted her to get married. But he is not a fool, he enters a website where he sees what kind of person will marry him, how his relationship with the old demon his grandfather.

Just to find out that the man who was sold to her was a man with a club head. Yes, his own grandfather sold him for a billion dollars. It is also one of the heaviest syndicates and like the old man, does not accept no the man it sold to him. At the end of the day, money actually weighs more than blood. It was not new to him that he had killed his own son, his father, who had once fought against it by avoiding his mother.

Fortunately, there was still a good man inside the mansion and he was helped to escape because if he was alone, he would not be able to do that. But everyone has a replacement, so he can't go back to his prison! Absolutely not. Even now, she also has the right to choose the person she will love and marry.

He knew that at this moment, the old man was irritated with anger and several lives had been lost. But he was tired. Tired of all its tastes! He grew up full of fear but that fear was the step he took to get away that he should have done for a long time.

“HOW are you doing here?”

This is Theon, curved ta it and it looks like it came from work. It had a formal look and any woman would kneel in its beauty.

He smiled sparingly and looked down. "I'm fine."

He nodded and handed her the paper bag. “My wife give this to you. I think she likes you. ”

She blushed at what he said but she still accepted and thanked him. "W-what do you want, cof—"

"Don't bother Jackylyn," he said kindly and went up to his room on the second floor of the penthouse.

She kept her eyes on the man and waited for him to disappear before going to the kitchen to cook. It's only a few hours late and it looks like the man will eat here so he will cook more. She smiled at the thought that he would eat it with her tonight. He chose to prepare shrimp butter and a few more dishes of seafoods. She even sang while preparing and cooking. Hope Theon likes it. He did not fail, he ate with her and ate more than he did. He secretly laughed when he burped and obviously liked his cooking.

He thanked her and immediately went back up to his room, he didn't know if he would sleep here or not but he secretly prayed that he would sleep here even tonight. Not selfish, he knew he didn't own it. Nor does it mean that here she gave up her femininity that she will pretend she owns it, she just wants to see it and be with her before she leaves. He is not forever in its power.

He was on the terrace ventilating when he saw Theon on the balcony, also ventilating and holding a goblet that he knew was wine. It was draped over wearing sweatpants and looked away. She felt the man sad. He was also suddenly consumed by sadness and just stared at it. He secretly prayed high that his wife would be able to love him, that this would be the last moment he would see her sad.

She glanced at him and quickly regained her sight. Did he notice her staring at him? He hurried inside and decided to just hang out in the room. It was late at night and he needed to rest.

He was just about to enter his room when Theon suddenly pulled his hand away and leaned him against the wall. He held his breath and didn't know what to say to his posture. Did he do something wrong or is he drunk again? Either way he didn't know. She stared into its eyes and could not read what those sparkles meant. He just leaned her against the wall and they were only a few feet away from each other.

"W-why?" he secretly scolded himself because he was stuttering.

“What did you do to me?” its angry question. He stared at her deeply and seemed to be drowning in her gaze.

"Which? W-I'm not doing anything. ” he shook quickly.

"Wrong!"