Your real face

"My heart hurts so much, William..."

"Then bear it and forget about him."

Without compassion, without the slightest hesitation in William's voice. The man said something that made Rose's heart hurt even more.

"I hate you."

"I know..."

"I deeply hate you..."

"Yeah, yeah I know that."

"Apart from being cold-hearted, you are also heartless. How can you still joke when my heart is broken?" Rose said irritably.

"I'm not kidding, You already said that you hated me the second day we met and then said it again right on the night of our wedding. So I already know very well that you hate me." William answered lightly. This was all better than hearing Rose cry, William preferred hearing Rose scold him like now.

While Rose's tears suddenly disappeared somewhere, her sadness was replaced with annoyance so that she had the strength to push William's body away from him.

"Don't hug me, I hate it." Rose protested while wiping the remaining tears from her eyes but then William pulled her back into his arms.

"But I like it, your body is very comfortable to hug," William said he didn't care, he even deliberately tightened his embrace.

"Let me go, my clothes are wet, I have to change my clothes, William!" Rose screamed in annoyance.

"I can help you get it off," William answered, his hand even moving to unzip Rose's dress if Rose didn't quickly push William's body away.

"You pervert! Hurry and get me another dress. Didn't you hide all my dresses on purpose?" Rose ordered, and she also accused William without hesitation.

"That's right! I like seeing my wife wearing a beautiful nightgown like the black dress last night." William answered lying, because if he had known that last night Rose was wearing a very skimpy nightgown then it is certain that he would not have been able to sleep well.

Rose became even more annoyed when she heard William's answer. Without hesitation, she kicked William in the shin, but she forgot the fact that her leg was hurting, which made her wince after kicking William.

"See, that's why you shouldn't be rude to your husband," William said teasingly, but even so, he still squatted down to see the condition of Rose's feet.

"Don't be so considerate." Rose pouted.

"Come on, my dear Rosie, who carried you all day when your leg sprained?" William's teasing made Rose unable to respond to William's words.

"Never mind..." Rose immediately withdrew her leg which was almost touched by William before walking with a slight limp towards the bed but then Rose felt her body being lifted. William carried her easily as if she were just light cotton and sat her right on the edge of the bed.

"You should never neglect your health," William said softly.

, every time William showed his soft side, there was a strange feeling that seemed to spread throughout her body that Rose couldn't understand, but what was certain was that Rose couldn't stop staring at William's eyes which looked at her warmly.

"Wait, I'll get your dress and warm water to compress your feet," William said again before getting up and leaving Rose alone.

Oh my God, why did William have two such contrasting attitudes, Rose really couldn't understand it. He could make her hate him half to death and then be gentle and caring enough to touch her.

Not long after, William returned to the room bringing what he had promised, warm clothes because the storm had arrived and also a basin filled with warm water and a small towel.

"The storm has come so the weather will get cold. Wear these warm clothes unless you want me to warm your body," William said as he gave Rose a shirt made of white wool thread.

Rose accepted it while narrowing her eyes sarcastically, not without reason, but because of the last sentence William said about 'warming your body'.

Isn't it true that William will never be able to escape his perverted thoughts?

"What are you thinking? You want me to warm you up?" William asked as he moved his face closer.

"I'm still sane!" Rose answered firmly, without wasting any time, She quickly got out of bed and walked with the clothes that William had given her to the bathroom, still limping on her feet.

"Where are you going?" William asked.

"Of course to change my clothes. Don't think I will change my clothes in front of you!" Rose answered curtly.

"That's a good idea. I don't mind at all if you change your clothes in front of me. My eyes won't be sin of seeing my own wife's body."

"Stop dreaming!" The sentence that Rose said was the introductory sentence before the bathroom door closed very tightly.

"It looks like I have to design our bathroom without a door," William shouted teasingly.

"Don't you dare touch my house!" Threatened Rose who suddenly appeared from behind the bathroom door before closing the bathroom door tightly again.

William could only laugh softly, he was very annoyed to see Rose's annoyed face.

After changing her clothes, Rose immediately walked back to the bed.

Her feet hurt so much that she wanted to quickly rest her feet.

This sweater is indeed made from soft and warm wool yarn, but it also makes her body curves look like an hourglass but shows her cleavage so Rose quickly covers her chest with a pillow, especially with the way William is looking at her now, Rose can already guess what was on her husband's perverted mind.

But who would have thought, William grabbed a scarf from his wardrobe then removed the pillow that Rose was hugging to cover her chest and replaced it with a thick brown scarf.

"It seems my mother was expecting a grandchild. She bought clothes that were too revealing, although I'm happy to see it, but in this mansion, we're not alone." William said as he started to compress Rose's ankle with a warm towel.

Rose didn't know that Jane was the one who prepared all her clothes, maybe that was also the reason why there was only an sexiest nightgown in her wardrobe, but even though she regretted accusing William of being behind all her 'hot clothes', William was still happy to see her and William's words reminded her again. about Rayhan's existence, who endured heartache in this mansion, made Rose feel sad again.

Seeing Rose's expression darken again, William now regretted mentioning Rayhan's whereabouts.

"It looks like your leg condition is quite serious, You have to treat it properly, after all, you are a singer who sometimes has to dance, If you keep forcing your leg then your leg may never recover," William said changing the conversation.

William was right, this was the umpteenth time and this time his leg didn't heal quickly, in fact during the concert she almost lost her balance many times because her leg felt so sore.

"No matter how you feel right now, even though your heart is not feeling well, your health is not something you should ignore for any reason." William's advice.

William, can be cold, annoying, warm, and wise all at the same time, how can there be a man like him?

"I've always wondered what your real face is?" Rose asked

"My real face? Do I look like someone who had plastic surgery? I know I'm handsome but God gave it to me naturally." William answered, Even though William knew the meaning of Rose's question, he chose to answer it like a naive man.

"Not your face, but you."

"Myself? But you said what my real face looks like, right? Yes, this is what my real face looks like. I'm naturally handsome."

"Oh God, I mean your true nature."

"My nature? My nature depends on the direction of the wind."

"Oh, I hope the wind takes you far away from me," Rose said angrily, finally giving up because William spun his sentence.

"I can't, babe, we are bound by a red thread. If I am blown away by the wind, you will be carried away with me."

"That's why we're soul mates." William continued smiling.

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