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Kapitel 21: 21. Curse you eighteen generations

Kizy tried to behave for the time being, knowing that the devil could be scary at times. Thus the dinner went on peacefully before both of them returned to the room.

Markus was bathing while Kizy had just unlocked her phone after a completely tiring day. She was scrolling her phone when she shreiked loudly.

"Aaahhhhhhhhh-"

Markus who was still having his hot bath immediately wore a bathrob and hurriedly opened the bathroom door, water droplets still dripping down from his freshly showered body.

But all he saw was Kizy, busy scrolling her phone, though with a darkened face.

"What happened?" He asked cautiously.

"These people seriously have some guts! How dare they say that i am ugly and fat and call me names?" Kizy said while gritting her teeth.

"And what type of dumbshits are these people? Telling me to leave there male god. Can't they see, its there stupid male god who has forced me into this. Useless blind people with no brains. And this!!! Haha... me and a gold digger?? Punks don't make me curse your eighteen generations now!!!" Kizy continued shouting angrily.

Markus went walking towards her and snatched her phone away and checked what made this dumb woman boil with anger. It was nothing more than comments from netizens on there video from afternoon, where Markus had carried her worriedly before getting inside the car. 'But the comments are hilarious' he thought to himself.

"How can such an ugly woman be carried by my husband. Don't take my hubbies kindness for granted"

"Look how fat she is? Poor Markus, he had to carry her!!"

"Yo woman get away from my man and don't let me see you or i will definitely shred you to peices"

"Another gold digger here. I am getting kinda bored in there ways to snatch attention. Male god, be wary of such gild diggers, they are only after your money"

And all sorts of negative comments were posted below the video. Afterall Markus was there male god, the most eligible bachelor of country. Till now, he was never seen with a girl. This had made all those young girls happy. But today suddenly there 'Man' was seen with a female, not to mention he even carried her princess style!!

Since they didn't had the heart to scold this male god, the only target was Kizy. On top of this, Kizy was such a beauty that they were feeling envious of her. Thus all sorts of bad remarks were made for her.

"Stop shouting unnecessarily over these small things" Markus said while returning her phone back to her.

"Unnecessary? People are cursing me and i should remain calm and smile at them, is that what you want then?" Kizy argued.

"You just don't have to pay them any attention. You have me, that is why they envy you" Markus said with a smug expression.

"Whats so good about having you, all i do is get cursed by the public" Kizy pouted before turning her head away.

Just then Markus recieved a call from his grandpa, which he picked up after a lot of internal debate.

"Brat are you even a man? Your wife is being scolded by entire nation and yet you are doing nothing. I want all those comments vanished by tomorrow morning or i will personally come out to clear things up regarding my granddaughter in law, which you definitely don't want to happen right? Finish this by tomorrow morning or you will see how far this old man can go" With that his granpda ended the call, without giving his precious grandson a moment to speak.

Markus just kept his phone aside before climbing the bed. He placed his laptop on his lap before opening some documents and started typing something. After he finished typing he called Joel telling him to check the mail he had sent and work on it.

Kizy was laying on the bed. She had heard what grandpa had said to Markus on call. Though she didn't wanted to admit, she felt happy knowing that at least there was someome who genuinely cared about her as a family. She was still feeling happy when she suddenly remembered something.

"Markus" she called.

Markus who was busy reading some other document on laptop, simply hummed in response.

"What about my job now? Since all of the employees would have definitely seen my face, how am i going to continue my job now?" Kizy asked directly.

Markus finally closed his laptop before turning towards her

"Do you want to continue doing job?" he asked seriously

"Yes. I want to" Kizy said.

"Why?" he asked.

"To live a wealthy life" Kizy answered.

"You are living one right now" Markus retorted.

"Okay i will be truthful. I don't like depending on others. Even if not for you, i had already decided that i will never depend on my husband for my expenditure. Now that you are my husband, the same rule applies. Even if i have a low salary, i want to live my life independently" Kizy said with a rare shine in her eyes.

"Fine, since my wife wants it, i will make sure that you have your job sweetheart" Markus said dramatically.

"Don't fool me. How can i continue working?" Kizy said while puffing her cheeks.

"Leave that ardous task to your beloved husband dear. You just have to be good at your job, once you go back to the company with me tomorrow" Markus said.

And this way, the couple had there first polite discussion unknowingly. Who would have known that these two knew how to properly sit and talk things out with each other.

Next day, Markus asked Kizy to change her outfit style and wear proffesional dress. Kizy questioned him, but Markus ignored her. Alas she obediently followed his advice and both of them had there breakfast together before leaving for the office.

All the maids and servants were surprised at her outfit today. Wearing a white blouse with black pencil skirt, paired with those black high heels, Kizy looked every inch like an independent professional business woman.

Unlike other days, the driver didn't stopped the car nearby the office and directly went to parking lot.

"Why don't you let me get down at the previous street. Anyone can recognize me like this, especially in this unique outfit. And why don't you tell me why did you made me wear this? Its not like your company has uniforms for the employees" Kizy complained.

"Just shut that overly talkative mouth of yours and follow me" Markus said and walked out from the car. Since Kizy had no other option, she followed behind him.

Unlike other days, Markus didn't take his elevator and walked towards the employee area. Kizy was having a bad feeling about this, but she unwillingly decided to trust this Devil once.

All the employees immediately stopped working after watching there boss who came walking towards them. They saw Kizy following behind him and wanted to criticize her, but since there boss was present, they decided to take it out on her later.

"I have an announcement to make" Markus spoke after finally stopping in the middle. This statement successfully diverted all the attention from Kizy to him.

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Hello readers.. sorry for uploading the chapter a little late today. Though i will keep following my ONE CHAPTER PER DAY routine, due to some reasons, i will be changing the time for uploading it. From tomorrow onwards i will be releasing chapters at 9 am UTC sharp.

Have a great day!!

- Kizy


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