DRAVEN
“Hon, hear me out please. Let me explain,” nervously pleading to my wife. I almost fell to the ground because of Agatha’s sharp eyes staring at me angrily.
If Junard wasn’t so stupid. Instead of agreeing with me, he didn’t even think before opening his mouth. So now, both of us are experiencing the anger of my wife.
“Don’t call me your hon, Draven!” Agatha angrily exclaimed at me.
I don’t care even though I know that some of my close staff and the people inside this house can hear us. I wanted to explain in private, but Agatha didn’t allow us to talk inside the room when I invited her, and she shot me right here in the living room, so I couldn’t defend myself immediately.
I couldn’t get close to her, because I know that it won’t just be a bump on my head if I give the wrong ans
