Chris carries Alisha into the house. Mother came down from above. She looked at the father and son in shock. “What is it Lisha?” “Fall off a horse, mom. I'll take you to my grandparents. It shouldn't be a big deal.” “Mom will go up and see.” “It's okay. Mom, go have breakfast first, Alisha, I'll take care of it myself.” The young man said, “Mom, give me some painkillers. Is there any?” “Yes. I'll go and get it right away.” “Follow me up,” said the young man, as he carried the girl up the stairs quickly. “Yes.” Chris takes off Alisha's pants. The girl began to have a bruise on the side of her thigh that hit the ground, which wasn't too heavy. The young man massaged the medicine that the young mother had brought until the girl felt better. So she gave her painkillers and let her rest. before leaving the mother's room downstairs saw Chris's mother eating breakfast. So she immediately sent a question to the housewife, “How is Lisha doing?” “Mr. Kris, I gave you painkillers. Now I'm resting in my room,” said Mae On. “It's really strange. Lisha learned to ride a horse since she was a child, why did she fall off a horse?” “It's normal and not weird at all. Khun Nicha used to fall off a horse a lot, recently she just fell,” Mae On accidentally said, shutting her mouth as she recalled the events that happened on the first day that the young master arrived. Chris walked down from above. about to walk outside “Where are you going Chris?” asked his mother. “I'm going to take a look at the stables for a bit,” said the young man, and hurriedly walked out. “Mr Chris. a real guava She speaks Thai very fluently.” Mae On pointed out the question in her mind, “Yes. Chris is a stepdaughter. I've raised him since childhood, so we've always used Thai together.” “Oh. just like this Madam, do you want anything more?” Mae On ended her doubts with a smile on her face, “No, you can call me Naree, I'm not very familiar with ranks.” Before" "Chao" Chris went looking for Nichawee all over the place, but the girl didn't appear around the area. The girl rode back in with Anavin. They went on horseback riding around the perimeter of the farm. The young man looked at the two of them talking. Smiling and laughing walking side by side to the stable Anawin saw the young man and hurried to pay his respects. Nichawee's face was broken when he looked at Chris' angry, tense eyes. He grabbed the girl's arm and led him away from the boy. Chris opened the storage room door and pushed the woman in before locking the door. “What else? do you like doing this The worker saw that he could take it and talk it out.” The woman said, “It's such a bummer, whoever has a big mouth will throw it all away. Where are you going?” He followed. His strong hand squeezed her hard until it hurt. “I went horseback riding. When I see it, I will ask again.” “I told you to stay away from the workers.” “Here, I do my job, don't interfere, let me get hurt, or I'll cry for help.” also invite I'll make love to you, show it to you.” “You're such a shameless bastard. I hate you so much.”
“As you wish, who cares, today you hurt Alisha. I used to say that she is your responsibility. So you are responsible for what happened.” pushing her face down on the table Even though she struggled to resist, but couldn't fight him. He pressed the woman's body against the table, "Don't, I hate you, let go." His hand reached to unhook the zip-up trouser before taking it down on his thigh. The woman felt his stalwart essence as it violently penetrated behind him, she screamed, a strong hand reached and patted her mouth tightly as she thrusted violently in and out. The tall figure held her above him until he could hear him groan.
“Don't do this to me. Don't mess with other men for me to see again. Otherwise I'll do you like this, anytime, anywhere. Oh," he moaned, burying his face in her beautiful hair. tingling from his own impulse struggling girl A strong hand gripped her hip, taking every stab more and more intensely. until a tall, steady figure unleashed in her blissfully After a moment, he slowly moved away. He pulled up her riding breeches, hooked them up, and zipped them back. He turned her body back. The girl stared at him angrily, tears streaming down her face, “If you don't listen, you'll be locked up in the house and not going anywhere.” He threatened before the young man could even make up his mind. The woman's palm slapped hard on her sharp face. Christa got up in anger. He gathered a beautiful figure. She pulled her hair up to her beautiful face and pressed a heavy kiss, crushing it down on her beautiful lips until her soreness struggled out of her grip. So he let go and pushed her to the table. Chris walked to the door before opening it. speaking without turning to look at her “I never liked doing this. so don't hurt me Because you will hurt a hundred times more than me.” The young man walked out. Leaving the exhausted woman to sit on the floor crying in all the pain Nichawee walked up to her bedroom. The woman sat crying over the cruelty that Chris had done to her the whole time he arrived here. she hates him so much She cried until she fell asleep. came to realize when her body was lifted from the bed When he opened his eyes, he saw Chris there. He led the girl into bed. She saw him wearing pajamas. He laid the girl down on the bed. She moved back to the other side of the bed. The young man lay down beside him, said nothing, and did not touch the girl. Nichawee didn't think she would sleep until late until she missed dinner, but had to try to force herself to sleep until her stomach began to cry. She woke up in Chris' strong arms. He hugged her tightly. His face was buried in his beautiful hair. The young man felt guilty for punishing the young woman even though she was not guilty. It was because of the jealousy that had caused him to explode. She never laughed at him like she did with that boy. He still couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, he could only see a tearful face and a vengeful look on the girl's eyes. He accidentally whispered next to him. His ears softly said,
"I'm sorry," he kissed his beautiful hair with all the guilt. Nichawee thought that she might be deaf, so the girl continued to sleep, Alisha began to feel better. The girl returned almost to normal after a day's rest. but still refuses to ride a horse now Chris took his mother and daughter out to see his house and vineyard. After the incident that day Chris didn't touch the girl. or try to talk to her The young man's mother noticed an abnormality in the relationship between the two. which doesn't look like lovers in the slightest So she said while they were having dinner, “Next Monday Chris will take Mom to the beach. Nisha will go together, right?" Nishawee looked up at the elderly woman. Seeing her sincere eyes with kindness She declined softly, “I can't go. There is a lot of work to be done at the farm.” “Why? We have a lot of workers in just a few days and will return soon. I want you to open up your brain a bit. Since my mother came, I have seen that she has been working non-stop, right, Mother On?” “Oh my god, the calendar has 365 days, you work every day and you never stop,” Mother Ong added as she prepared. "My daughter-in-law work like this I can't let it slip out of my hand. I have to hurry and find the auspicious time for the wedding, right, young mother?” “Yes, the bridegroom agrees.” Mother On smiled happily. Nichawee gave her scolding eyes to her mother until she had to shut up and smile, “Mom. We haven't thought about that yet. We have only recently met. We want to spend more time privately,” says Chris. “Why? Chris Licha is mature enough to understand adult matters. A few years later, it's a girl. There should be an adult to supervise during this period. because the mother would not be close If Lisha is here.” “In the meantime I let Nicha take care of it. They also need time to adjust to each other. I don't want my children to have problems.” “I think the same way. Let this be a decision between the two of us.” The young woman's words made Mrs. Nareen stunned. which the young man felt as well: “So be it. If so, let's go to the beach together.” “How about you tell me? I have a job," the woman snorted.
“Nicha, please speak to your mother,” Kris Pram, “Where did I say bad things? I'm just saying I can't go I'm full, please excuse me.” The woman gathered her utensils and got up and walked out of the dining table. The young man got up and followed him out. But his mother held back. “Chris finished eating. Mother will be able to go up to see Lisha again."
“I'm full, mom. I'll excuse myself.” The young man hurriedly walked along the way the woman went. “Mother, is he a lover or a fighter? Since then, I haven't seen the two of them talk well or sweet and sweet like their other lovers. Wait a minute. Tell me about these two."