Ella walked away from her house. A place that should be the most comfortable place, because it is called home. But it actually made her feel like she was in hell. And don't feel happiness in it. Depressed and full of tears that never stop flowing.
"God, is it that after marrying that man I will die? This is my life, not far from the things that make me sick and hurt so badly. Sold my father as a debt redemption. Then it became a psychopathic Wife whose face I just didn't know," Ella muttered in a sigh.
BRAK!
The car door was closed tightly by Ella. She was already in the four-wheeler. Her hand touched the seatbelt and put it on. The look in her eyes glanced forward there. Mr. Boy's secretary remained silent silently. The man looks more like a robot. Ella exhaled a long breath as she stared at the car window.
"I don't know if my fate will be better after marrying that man, or is it even worse? After coming out of my own house that was like hell to me," Ella said silently reflecting on her fate.
Elsewhere, a man named Mr. Boy Raymond was already inside the hotel. Accompanied by a chief personal bodyguard.
"Mr. Boy, soon your future Wife will arrive. Secretary Jo is already on his way here," the chief guard said.
"What am I waiting for her for? She was just a lowly woman. Tsk, the debt-redeeming girl for her family," Mr. Boy slurped referring to Ella.
A few minutes later, a man wearing a black suit came from the direction outside the door. Followed by a tailing woman walking behind him. It was Ella and secretary Jo. They had just arrived at this hotel.
"Greetings, Mr. Boy. This is Miss Ella, the woman who will be the redeemer of her family's debts," Jo's secretary told his young master.
Mr. Boy stared coldly at Ella who was currently bowing down there. She didn't dare to look at the man's true face. Unprepared if you have to stare at Mr. Boy's face which is said by Julia to be ugly and scary.
"Hey, why are you lowering your face? I'm in front of you!" scolded Mr. Boy at Ella.
In the next second, Ella looked up her head looking at the man. He was a little surprised in disbelief. That his face is really not what people are talking about. The owner of the cold-blooded face was apparently very handsome. But still, his nature and character dominated power and wealth so strongly.
"P-pardon me, Sir," Ella said quietly.
A grinning smile carved thinly on Mr. Boy's face. But not a nice smile, but an underestimation of Ella who was currently standing in front of him. As a debt-redeeming woman of her family. Yes, to Mr. Boy, Ella just is a lowly girl. His marriage to Ella would be regarded as merely a contract, not as an actual marriage.
"Jo, give her the letter!" said Mr. Boy to Jo's secretary.
A brown folder was given to Ella. Secretary Jo gave it directly to her. Ella picked up and opened the contents inside. Somehow much fear she has now in front of the psychopathic man.
"Read the content! These are all rules that you have to abide by during your time as my Wife," Mr. Boy told Ella as he lifted his right foot up his left foot.
"What is this? All the rules only provide benefits for himself. Then what about me?" muttered Ella inwardly not accepting.
"How is it? You've seen it? Jo, take the letter again! Bring blue ink for her!" continued Mr. Boy telling Ella, then turned to his secretary Jo.
"Uh, b-but I haven't finished reading it yet," Ella retorted. Mr. Boy frowned for a moment.
"No need to linger, the point is that you have agreed to all the rules written on the paper, right."
Ella was silent for a moment, trying to resuscitate her sanity that was currently being played by the arrogant man. Even Ella didn't say anything, but Mr. Boy seemed to put restrictions on her.
"What can you do, Ella? He was a man of power. I was wrong in the slightest disobedience, it was my life that was targeted," Ella said with a sad heart.
In the next second, Jo's secretary brought the object ordered by the master. A spot of blue ink and a written marriage contract agreement letter. Jo gave it directly to Ella, to be signed by her immediately.
"Stick your right thumb on that stamp," Mr. Boy told Ella. The girl obeyed his orders.
"Eee ... Master, am I allowed to ask questions?" said Ella tentatively asking. Mr. Boy frowned in astonishment.
"What do you want to ask? Just say it," he said in response to Ella's question casually as he tapped his hand over his leg.
The man was very arrogant and disrespectful. The rich are free to do whatever they like. But when the poor do it, they will get blasphemy and discrimination against society.
"The content in the letter refers to the Master only and is more inclined to be profitable for you. Then what about me? Am I not allowed to make some rules?" said Ella boldly. Although actually, her courage was only as big as a snail.
"Hahaha!"
The arrogant man laughed crisply laughing at Ella. Either with her words, or also the person who looks low in his eyes.
"Did you say? Rules for you? Haha! Ya, ya. Just write it down as much as you want. Jo, bring her a blank piece of paper. She wanted to write down the rules her made," Mr. Boy told Jo.
The secretary was seen taking a blank paper from inside a bag carried by Mr. Boy bodyguard. Jo then gave it to Ella.
"Here," Jo said soberly to Ella.
"Hahaha! You made me laugh out loud. What's your name?" said master Boy to Ella.
"Ella, my name is Ella."
"It's like a white swan in a waterhole. And again, as small as your body is with that goose. Hahaha! Interesting," Mr. Boy babbled saying his words with a chuckle.
Laughing at Ella as if the girl was such a lowly woman. But it was packaged in the form of a joke that sounded harsh to Ella. That's the figure of the man named Boy Raymond. Cruel, ruthless, and psychopathic men.
Mr. Boy looked at women as rubbish. It's easy for him to get from anywhere. But Ella was his first. Was betrothed by an old man who begged him for money by giving her daughter as a mortgaged object.
"Do you know, in fact, I am not willing to accept your Dad's begging for me to marry his daughter? But as soon as I see you here, I get more and more interested ... to make you my servant, Ella." Mr. Boy said coldly as he patted both hands.
Devil-hearted evil guy! He is eviler than the gossip circulating.