Trapped Married By Young Master - Chapter 100

In Spider’s sprawling European style mansion

The champagne ordered by Spider has arrived. Even though Spider ordered it, all the preparations for the celebration party would still be carried out by his men.

“Jordan, Hugo, lift this inside!” Lev’s voice boomed and filled various corners of the luxurious mansion. Several other members looked to see what was going on until the two strongest and most athletic members of the mafia clan The Crown were summoned.

“What do you think is behind the door, Tom?” Matt urged Tom. They were now repainting the walls in a room that will later be installed with decorations and knick-knacks. At first, the wall was filled with moss because it was not too well cared for.

Tom came over to take a peek. The paintbrush was in his two shorthands, while there was also one in his mouth. So he painted using three brushes at once.

“I o’ noow, aybe a yew ewpon . (I don’t know, maybe a new weapon)”

“Hah?” Matt turned hastily to Tom who was oblivious to the commotion at the end of the entrance.

Tom was currently busy painting with a brush in his mouth. His eyes would be rounded when the brush in his mouth managed to paint the color beautifully.

“No wonder this idiot is talking nonsense. Hey!” Matt hit Tom on the back of the head. He hit hard enough to make the paintbrush in Tom’s mouth slip and splash against the wall. It flew up and fell on the paper-covered floor.

“You think you can work optimally if you use your mouth huh? Work with your hands, not your mouth!” Matt’s spit exploded and splashed Tom’s face several times.

Like getting a very smelly mud explosion, Tom backed away frantically. His hands spontaneously wiped his face which was covered with his spit. Reflexes are reflexes whose movements you will never notice before. Tom also did not remember that his hand was still gripping the brush full of white paint tightly.

As a result of that reflex, his face had been smudged with white paint horribly.

Matt chuckled and rolled on the floor. “Hahahaha, stupid Tom!”

Feeling disapproved, Tom immediately grabbed the paint can which was not far from his feet. At first, Tom wanted to splash Matt all over with a can full of thick white paint with that distinctive scent. But his movements stopped after one of them reprimanded him.

“Hey, you guys finished your work?” That person was Victor, the IT or the master hacker belonging to the mafia clan The Crown. He is still seventeen years old. He was a healthy teenager and quite handsome. His style is also modern and trendy.

“Not yet, why?” asked Tom. The paint can in his hand was down and not splashing Matt’s body who was still rolling on the floor because of Tom’s painted face.

Victor also saw Tom’s funny face, but he didn’t care.

“Sir is having dinner treats at this time. You can join when your work is done. I just want to let you know. That’s all, bye.” Victor was almost gone. His lean body swayed and drifted away.

But Tom stopped him by asking, “What’s going on for Sir to make a treat?”

Victor turned around. His brow furrowed at the thought of the question. “I don’t know either. But the gossip is because Lev wants to help with Sir’s romance. Anyway, hurry and go to the main room when you’re done. Bye!”

Matt stopped rolling on the floor. Instead, he watched as Victor’s boots had departed. Matt’s round, clown-like eyes narrowed dramatically.

“Lev would like to help with the romance of sir? Aren’t they getting married already? Why would Lev want to interfere?” Matt stood without tidying up his white shirt which was doubled up by a faded blue apron for painting supplies.

“Hmm, I’m sniffing something here. Come on, let’s get our job done, Matt, so we can quickly eavesdrop and gossip.” Tom bolted and got ready to paint. One brush that fell on the floor had been grabbed by him. The last brush Tom put in his mouth again. In one fell swoop, the three brushes work together.

Meanwhile, Spider was watching everyone at the end of the stairs on the third floor. He was standing not far from his room at the moment.

His mansion was very spacious. There are at least fifty bedrooms in the main building. One bedroom provides about three to four king-size beds. Not all members of The Crown mafia clan sleep and live in Spider’s mansion because many of its members are married and have children. So many of them live and sleep in their respective homes.

Meanwhile, the room provided by Spider is just a precaution in case a celebration and a big party are being held by the two mafia clans who are working together. So let’s say the rooms are used as a banquet facility for a meeting between the two camps.

“Jordan, there’s still something to pick up over here! Hugo, Hugo, where’s Hugo?” Lev was busy with all the dinner preparations that Spider would have to pay for.

Up there Spider grimaced and nodded a few times. After making sure all orders arrived, Spider entered his room.

His room has a classic design. All the rooms here have a classic design. This house or mansion has been standing for more than half a century. These are all the legacy homes of the former The Crown mafia. Several decades ago they were still nomads. But after that, they decided to stay in one place only.

“Are you me, or are you not me.” Spider spoke to his reflection in the mirror. Seen a man with bulging eyes and also a face that has a square jaw with some fine hair. The fluff has just been shaved.

“You are still living with a lot of fear. You’re still afraid of your face. Will you be able to protect Bee?” Every time he saw his own face Spider would cry out in fear.

It happened since Toy beat Spider to a pulp. His face was completely unrecognizable. Many bones were broken and cracked in the skull of his face. His shattered face couldn’t recover like a normal human’s, especially after the hunters in the forest found him and didn’t treat his broken face.

For several years Spider lived as a child with the face of a terrible and disgusting monster. His jaw was crooked and his teeth were sticking out from his broken bones. That annoying face was always the object of violence from strangers who stopped at the hunter’s house who found it.

“That day was a very dark time for me.” Spider’s face was already covered with sweat. He is not a man who can see her face for long. If the Spider can then it is usually helped by the consumption of drugs. While lately, Spider is trying to escape the drug.

“If dad didn’t find me and do surgery on my face, I would still be a monster.” Spider’s chest rumbled and shook. His breath hitched as violently as when he was drowned in a sink full of water by the hunter who found him.

“Me who has been covered in a surgical mask, am I worthy enough for Bee?” Spider is a great and strong man. But at some point, the trauma of the past will hit him hard. And if that happened then he would be very weak and insecure.

“I don’t dare to face my face alone.” Spider fumbled in his trouser pocket for the sedative pills prescribed by his doctor. But he couldn’t find it.

Spider collapsed with a gasp. His whole life seemed to drift and crumble at that time. His eyes saw the various hands hitting his face. It tasted sore and terrible.

“Stop hitting me!” Spider groaned. His body was already weak and helpless on the floor of his room. His eyelids were filled with tears.

“Lev! Help! Lev!” Spider tried to reach the air. There was a figure of Lev there who stood and didn’t help him. But it wasn’t the real Lev, it was just Spider’s imagination.

Then he saw Luci standing beside Lev.

“Go away, don’t look at me like this.” But Spider’s voice was swallowed up in his mind until finally he passed out and was unconscious.

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