36. Catching A Wife (3)

"I changed clothes first after that I will leave. You're staying in the room, don't go anywhere, okay?" Sara went to the wardrobe that displayed a row of expensive and elegant dresses and chose one to wear tonight.

"Yes, mom." Calista chose to tidy up the room and opened her suitcase to hang unfinished clothes. Sara smiled at her daughter-in-law's agility and craftsmanship. Sara doesn't need a rich and smart daughter-in-law. What Sara needs is someone who can take care of her child who never pays attention to her diet and sleep when she is busy at work. Especially to make his son stop having a blind love for Britney, his first love.

The clock shows 7 o'clock in the evening. It's time for Sara to leave the room to the meeting place with a high-class woman like herself. Don't forget that Sara has repeatedly told Calista not to go anywhere. Even if she wants to leave the room, she must bring her cellphone and don't go too far.

Instead of leaving the room, Calista enjoyed being in that luxurious room alone. The beautiful woman who let her hair down half wet because she had just finished taking a shower, wore a short-sleeved pyjama negligee with knee-length negligee. The laptop that Darren had given her as a gift for starting work was brought with her. Calista wants to have her own livelihood with this laptop.

She surveys all social media what types of businesses can be done at home without having a lot of money. Calista wants before divorcing Darren, she already has her own income that can support herself and her family in the future. He didn't want to depend on Darren all her life. And, that's something that is impossible.

While surfing in cyberspace, suddenly the door to her room was knocked but there was no sound calling from outside.

"Who is that?" Calista turned on alert mode before opening the door. She approached the door and peeked through the small circle attached to the door as a means of knowing who was outside.

"Cleaning service." A man answered. Exactly like the uniform, he was wearing. But, I didn't call the cleaning service. Is it mommy? Is it a night shift? Does the cleaning service come at night too? Calista's mind churned.

"Sorry, I didn't call the cleaning service. Who sent you here?" Ask Calista.

"Mrs. Sara sent me." The officer answered.

"Should I call mommy?" Calista muttered.

Meanwhile outside the door, a man who had just arrived at the hotel but had already put his things in the room on the top floor was leaning against the wall beside the door of Sara's room with a devilish smile. The janitor who pretended to want to come in to do his job was paid by the man with ten red bills. Of course, who doesn't refuse the task of only making the owner of the room open the door.

"Click!" Finally, the door to Sara's room opened.

The man gave the janitor code to leave immediately.

"If you want, aahhhhh ..." Calista's body was pushed in until it was stuck to the wall and her mouth was covered with big palms and closing the door.

"Hello my wife, how dare you go without my permission. Tired of living huh?" Darren held Calista's smooth white cheeks with his big palms.

"Darren ... I ..." Calista was shocked to see Darren in front of her eyes suddenly appear.

"What am I huh? Now pack your clothes and move to my room!" Darren pulled Calista's hand towards the wardrobe she had just tidied up.

"You stay at this hotel too?" Calista glared in disbelief. However, Darren didn't answer. Instead, take the suitcase from the closet and put it on the bed.

"Quickly get your clothes on right now! I don't want to talk too much." Darren took the clothes hanging in the closet in a hurry and put them on top of the suitcase. Calista put it in without having to fold it back.

"All done?" Darren asked.

"Yes," Calista answered slowly. Darren pulled Calista's hand quickly to get out of his mom's room. Calista just obeyed where her hand was taken. It was clear from the look on his face that he was holding back anger. Calista was worried that Darren would vent his anger in a barbaric way.

There was no conversation going on in the elevator. Calista looks more at the glass walls in the elevator while Darren puts his hands in his pants pockets with his jaw clenched. After the elevator doors opened, Darren lifted Calista's suitcase with his left hand while his right hand pulled his wife's hand. Like fear of losing again if not held tightly.

"Darren, slow down. My hand hurts." Calista tried to pull her hand but Darren's grip tightened.

Arriving at the door of the room, Darren pressed a number of numbers which were the passwords to open the most luxurious room in the hotel. Once opened, Darren pulled the suitcase and Calista's hands together. Calista's body was just thrown into the room.

Calista stroked her wrist which Darren had gripped tightly since earlier.

"Why are you following? Any work here too?" Calista stood slightly away from Darren because she saw a sharp gaze like an eagle's eye that was in front of her ready to peck at her at any moment. Calista struggled to swallow her saliva and pursed her lips tightly.

"You turned out to be more obedient to mom than me? Why don't you ask my permission before leaving?" Darren walked towards Calista step by step. Meanwhile, Calista stepped back slowly to keep the distance between them.

"I… I already told mommy to ask your permission. But, your mom said you were busy with your girlfriend. So I'm definitely allowed." Calista couldn't go back anymore because her back had hit the white-painted wall. Calista tried to shift her body to the side but Darren's strong right hand blocked her steps.

"Never obey anyone but me, even if it's my mom and dad. You are my wife, understand?" Now Calista's body is confined by two strong, muscular arms belonging to her green-eyed husband.

Calista was silent for a while until her lips finally dared to ask.

"I am your wife while she is your girlfriend. Ya ya, I understand I have no right to prevent you from having a relationship with anyone. But, I'm not a robot without feelings. At least you don't make out in front of me." Calista removed Darren's hand and was about to step outside. However, Darren's hand was quicker to act. Calista's body was pulled up against his chest.

"Where are you going?"

"Going out. This room is suffocating me." Calista struggled to be released.

"Oh right? I can give you artificial respiration if you want." Darren raised an eyebrow with a smirk on his lips.

"No, thank you. I don't need your artificial respiration." Calista feels a dangerous signal every time she is near her husband.

"But, I need your artificial respiration."

"Mmmphh…" Darren grabbed Calista's neck with one hand, while the other wrapped his arm around his wife's slender waist. As usual, Darren always dominates and doesn't give Calista a chance to say no.