Alexa holds a grudge against Vyschella. She tried to win back Kleiner's attention and sympathy. The woman then followed Kleiner, who was carrying Vyschella with him to the sofa.
"Kley, please listen to me! It's not what you think!"
"Get your hands off my waist!"
Kleiner snapped at Alexa to get rid of her hand immediately. He often dislikes to be in contact with women he does not want.
"But I ...."
"Go!"
After Alexa felt that she failed to win the sympathy of Kleiner, she went and started cleaning the porcelain shards according to Kleiner's instructions while grumbling.
Kleiner paid no attention to Alexa at all. He laid down Vyschella's body carefully and examined the wound on his wife's palm carefully.
"Oscar, get me the medicine box!"
"Yes, Sir."
Oscar ran for the medicine box Kleiner had asked for, while the man rolled up his sleeves.
"Th-thank you."
Vyschella was at a loss for what to say, apart from thank her husband, for coming to her aid and getting her out of a predicament.
"Aaarrggh!"
Alexa screamed as her fingers hit the porcelain shards and spat out some fresh blood. She didn't do that deliberately, but she really wanted to get the same treatment as Vyschella.
Kleiner and Vyschella looked at Alexa at the same time. However, it seems, the young master Stonevrustarios is reluctant to leave his injured wife.
Tuck! Tuck! Tuck!
"Please, Sir!"
Oscar handed the medicine box to Kleiner. His face looked worried when he saw the sadness in Vyschella's eyes because she had received unpleasant treatment from Alexa and Roselly.
"Oscar, help Alexa treat the wound on her hand!"
Oscar gasped at his master's orders. With a heavy heart, he had to walk over to the woman who was still squatting, cleaning the porcelain shards on the floor.
"Miss Alexa, let me examine your wound!"
Oscar stretched out his hand to examine the wound of the woman who had caused trouble in her master's mansion.
"No! It wasn't you I expected to come to my aid."
Alexa glanced at Kleiner, who was treating Vyschella's wound. Her heart ached very much at the sight that she thought was horrific.
"If that's what you insist on, fine ... I won't insist. Hmm, but please clean up these porcelain shards immediately, Miss!"
Oscar had a sly smile on his lips. He was very satisfied that he could make Alexa feel what Vyschella felt earlier.
"What did you say? Insolent assistant!"
Alexa is furious. She got up and immediately threw her hands in the air.
"What are you going to do with my assistant, Alexa?"
Kleiner's voice blocked Alexa's intention to put her hand to Oscar's cheek. She clenched her right hand, frowning.
"Has the association in your new place changed the attitude of a young woman like yourself to be rude?!"
Alexa didn't answer Kleiner's question, didn't even look up. She just stared at Oscar furiously at his master's defence.
"If you're done with your work, quickly leave my mansion!"
"Excuse me, Young Master. Miss Alexa hasn't done anything yet."
Oscar interrupted Kleiner and Alexa's conversation. And once again, the man was pleased to see Alexa pursed her lips.
"Waiter, give that broom in your hand to Alexa! I want her to learn how to be a good housewife so that one day she gets used to doing various household chores."
The maidservant that Kleiner had called out flinched. She was reluctant to give the broom in her hand to the young lady of the Stonevrustarios family in front of her.
"B-but, Master ...."
"Just give it to her! If she threatens you, report it to Oscar, so I can act immediately to give her additional punishment."
Kleiner stretched out his hand. He picked up Vyschella and carried her back to their room, which was on the second floor.
"Oscar, keep an eye on Alexa and cancel the meeting this morning! My mood has really been ruined by the actions of the woman Linn loves so much!"
Alexa stopped her cleaning for a moment after Kleiner said the unexpected sentence. She was surprised by Kleiner's words of mentioning the grandmother's name only by a nickname. And even more surprised, when she heard the man she loved cancelled the morning meeting just because of something that she thought was trivial.
"Grandma can hear you calling her name just by name, Kley!"
Kleiner turned his head for a moment and said,
"Grandma will know it straight from your mouth, right? Remember, Alexa, I can throw you out any time I want!"
**
Vyschella was relieved that she was now in the bedroom with her husband. Vice versa, Kleiner was relieved when Vyschella was okay.
"Am I bothering you, Kley?"
Kleiner was helping Vyschella change her clothes that were soiled from the fall earlier. He didn't want the incident to happen again, even when he wasn't by his wife's side. His eyes were stunned by the beauty of his wife's body that was clearly displayed in front of him.
"What is it?"
Kleiner's expressionless face, made Vyschella afraid to talk to him any more. The woman just stood there waiting for an answer to be given to her.
"Ohh, no. I-I just felt that I had troubled you that you cancelled this morning's meeting."
Vyschella lowered her face. She hoped that Kleiner would open his heart a little to accept her presence.
"Don't be too confident, Cyra! I did all because I didn't want Grandpa to be disappointed in his granddaughter-in-law who couldn't give birth on time."
"Huh?! Descendants?!"
Vyschella's pair of beautiful eyes almost popped out of their sockets when she heard Kleiner's explanation.
"Right! Is there something wrong with that?"
'What does heredity mean? Even Dad and Cyra didn't mention this one bit!' cried Vyschella inwardly indecisively. She didn't really understand what Kleiner was talking about.
"Oh, n-not like that, but isn't it too early to have offspring?"
Kleiner felt his wife's smooth back as he asked, "Do you want to wait for Grandpa to die first, then you just give birth to my family?"
"Oh ...."
Vyschella sighed as Kleiner began to kiss her back gently. She tried to survive because her body was still weak from the headache that hit him.
But not with Kleiner. The man took off the clothes he was wearing one by one.
"Don't keep me waiting, Cyra!"
Kleiner touched Vyschella's face, then enjoyed her lips. Moments later, he traced every inch of skin on Vyschella's neck as he pushed his wife's clothes away from the closet.
'Oh no! Should I serve him again?' Vyschella asked herself. Her body has not improved, but now she must do her duty as a good wife.
Kleiner slowly laid Vyschella down. Then he began to widen her groin.
"Let's complete this wish of mine!"
Kleiner let out a sigh that made him even more obsessed with immediately uniting himself with his wife in the contest. Inevitably, Vyschella could only follow her husband's game without being able to fight back.
"You're mine, Cyra! Say it quickly!"
"Ohh, I'm ... I'm yours, Kley ...."
Kleiner smiled with satisfaction as he tapped Vyschella's hips to give an extraordinary sensation in every movement he made.
**
"What's going on in there?"
Oscar faithfully waited for his master at the door of the master bedroom. He heard the spoiled sighs that came out of Vyschella's mouth, then he also listened to the sighs that came out of his master's mouth.
"Do they always do it in the morning like this? Alright, I'll be looking for a replacement for Young Master Kleiner immediately."