Naya got up from her sleeping position after Lucas told her to immediately change the bloodstained sheets. Naya quickly pulled the sheets off and put them in a medium-sized laundry basket.
"Ouch!" Naya suddenly stopped in her tracks when she felt pain in her groin again. She tried to catch her breath and walked back to the door so she could get out of there.
"Wait!" Lucas shouted loudly.
Naya's hand, which was already on the door handle, stopped, and she slowly turned to look at the man who was standing there staring at her with a completely cold gaze.
"What is it, sir?" Naya's voice sounded frightened as Lucas walked closer to her. Reflexively, Naya's feet moved backward until her back hit the door.
The cold face in front of Naya said nothing, but slowly Lucas's hand slipped into Naya's pajama pants.
"Sir, what are you doing?" Naya was completely confused by Lucas's hand inside her pajama pants.
A moan escaped Naya's lips. Lucas, hearing Naya's moan, smiled crookedly.
"Did you think my game last night was that great?" Lucas asked softly.
Naya tried to hold back the strange feeling she was experiencing. Not only was she enjoying Lucas's fingers playing with her private parts, but she was also enduring the pain that had not yet healed, and now it would surely increase because Lucas's fingers were slowly becoming rough.
"Sir, stop, stop," said Naya, trying to stop what Lucas was doing to her.
"Why? Don't you like my touch, you stupid woman?" Lucas played with his fingers even more roughly.
"Sir." Naya closed her eyes to endure the pain in her intimate area.
"Answer me!" Lucas snapped, his other hand gripping Naya's chin tightly.
Once again, Lucas hurt the woman he was supposed to treat with great care and respect as his wife.
"Stupid woman, answer me! Don't you like my game?" Lucas snapped again.
"If you do it well, I'll like it very much, especially since you're my husband," Naya replied haltingly, tears streaming down her face.
Lucas's eyes narrowed sharply at Naya's words. His hands slipped from her chin and chest. Naya breathed a sigh of relief as the man took two steps back from her.
"I'm not your husband, and don't think this marriage is something I wanted! To me, you're just trash that my grandmother picked up from a brothel! Now, get out of my room! Get out!" Lucas said angrily.
Naya now not only felt pain in her core, she also felt immense pain in her heart when Lucas said something that was very hurtful to her.
The woman left with a basket of dirty clothes in her hands and tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Good morning, you naughty child," a woman's voice sounded in the dining room.
The man who was enjoying his hot tea was startled and coughed when he saw who was standing in front of him.
"Grandma Louisa? Why are you here?" Bayu's face clearly showed his surprise.
"Well... why can't Grandma come here? This is my grandson's house, isn't it? Besides, my granddaughter-in-law is here, and I want to visit her." The woman's eyes scanned the empty dining room.
"Where's your boss? Is he still asleep?"
"Mr. Lucas is already awake, and we're both going to Miami, Grandma." Bayu took another sip of his hot tea.
"Miami? What for? Is there something that needs to be done there?" The old woman's eyes narrowed.
"Um... That..." Bayu seemed to have misspoken. He shouldn't have told Grandma that Mr. Lucas was going to Miami, especially if the beautiful old woman knew that Mr. Lucas was going there with his lover.
"Bayu, is Lucas going on business or with that cheap woman?" Grandma's voice was firm.
"Mr. Lucas is going with Miranda because Miranda wants to travel to Miami and she also has business there with a well-known brand."
"That cheap woman really can't be told. Lucas is married and Miranda must leave my grandson's life. Where is your boss now?"
Bayu knew that the beautiful grandmother must be very angry with his boss right now. Bayu actually also deeply regretted his boss's desire to go on vacation with his lover, even though his boss was already married.
"Grandmother?"
Naya was surprised to see Grandmother Louisa there. She quickly wiped away her tears because she didn't want the old woman she considered her savior to see her crying.
"Naya? Where are you from?" The old woman's eyes looked at the basket of dirty clothes that Naya was carrying.
"I just came from Mr. Lucas's room to pick up his dirty clothes, Grandma," said the woman nervously.
"CK! Sir? He's your husband, why are you calling him sir? Did Lucas tell you to call him sir?" The old woman's gaze immediately sharpened.
"No, Grandma, but I myself wanted to call him that because I married him as a way of repaying him for helping me." Naya lowered her gaze.
The old woman, who was called Louis, slowly pulled Naya's chin up with her index finger so that she could see what was wrong.
"What's wrong with your cheek? Is this the repayment you have to accept from Lucas too? That boy has to talk to me?" The old woman's hand clenched tightly.
"Grandma!" Naya knew that the old woman was angry because she immediately pushed Naya aside so she wouldn't block her way.
Naya looked confused and scared at the man named Bayu. Bayu just smiled at Naya and continued to enjoy the omelet Naya had made.
"Mr. Bayu, I'm afraid Grandma will be angry at Mr. Lucas. I didn't mean to make Mr. Lucas get Grandma angry," said Naya fearfully.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lucas needs shock therapy because it's been a long time since he's been scolded by his grandmother. Besides, you are his wife and he shouldn't be rude to women.
"But—?" Kanaya was confused about what to say.
"You should take a shower and eat. Don't worry, as long as Grandma is here, your life will be safe from that devil." One of the eyes behind the white glasses winked flirtatiously at Naya.
How could the man in front of her look so relaxed? Of course, Mr. Bayu could be so relaxed because he was the trusted associate of a man named Lucas, and Mr. Bayu had also been Lucas's childhood friend. He was like part of the Dinov family.