“You are my personal assistant,” Ivor said. He killed my hope.“Is that all?” I heard my sarcastic laughter.“We've been working together for years,” he said, his eyes not exuding consistency.He didn't even know what he was talking about, did he?But I had no interest in patiently seeking answers and I didn't want to be hurt again.“Lia, I-”"That's enough. I feel tired, leave me alone,” I said sluggishly.I went back to my room, sat down in my chair, bored by what was happening.Ivor always acted as if he was protecting me, but he was overdoing it. And after all, he still saw me as his subordinate.I shouldn't have kept hoping. I was leaving next month and I would never come back to see him, it was all set.In the evening, Ivor called me down to dinner.“I'm sorry,” he said as we walked down the stairs.I looked at him, not understanding what was going on.“I was so rude to you this afternoon,” his eyes were sincere. My heart became soft. I wasn't angry with him in the first place,
Although leaving Ivor was a way of liberating me and helping me start a new life. In fact, I still couldn't bear to know I had to leave him.That's all I felt this morning, when I woke up on the bed in my room after falling asleep in his office.“Either way, you have to leave, Lia. Accept that and don't hope any more,” I said to myself.I didn't have much time left to be with him, so I forgot about our previous conflicts, treated him tenderly to have the best final time.I started this wonderful time by making breakfast for him. I was not very good at cooking, although I did enjoy cooking at first.When I was a child, my mother always forced me to prepare meals for my family, she thought that husbands would never give up on a good wife.I was happy with this simple task. Then my mother destroyed my passion with her harsh criticism.Whether or not I did it well, she would find out my mistake.Gradually cooking for me became a nightmare, it was so scary that I had to cry every time I co
I went straight to Ivor's office without any problems, not even knocking on his door.I walked into his office, looking through the entire room. Its interior was no different from it had been two months ago.Ivor was still working. I tiptoed, approaching the coffee table. I just wanted to bring him lunch and leave immediately. But after putting lunch on the coffee table, I realized he was looking at me. His eyes were as if he were looking at me.I was startled, awkwardly explaining, “I brought you lunch.”“Yeah, Romeo informed me,” Ivor got up from his office chair and approached me, he looked at his food container, raised his eyebrows and asked, “What about you?”“I've had lunch before,” I said, preparing to leave shortly after.“I bought some new books. They're quite interesting, do you want to read them?” Ivor asked.The new books caught my attention I looked at him, Ivor pointing to the bookshelf in the room.I hesitated because Anna was waiting for me so I couldn't read. Ivor was
I frowned, feeling uneasy. That bodyguard was trying to stop me from seeing John, that was crazy. I looked over at the tall body of the bodyguard, saw the rest of the bodyguards saying something to John, a few seconds later he left.“Hey,” I frowned, asking the bodyguard standing in front of me.But he didn't seem to care about my reaction.At that moment, Anna pulled my hand, "Lia, I haven't bought my mother's clothes yet, if we don't do it now, we'll be late."All I could do was throw my anger behind my head, get in the car, and go with Anna.“Lia, they're just doing their job,” Anna explained gently.Of course, I understood that and could only sigh.“I'll talk to Ivor,” I said firmly.Anna shrugged, “If you can.”Yeah, why did I forget how autocratic Ivor is, but-“He won't care what I do,” I said. His authoritarianism applied only to a few of his mistresses, who could make his heart soft for them.She shrugged, refusing to comment.While buying clothes for Anna's mother, I happene
“You can ask the cook to make them,” Ivor said.“No,” I said, focusing on the sweets. “I'll buy them when I want them.”When I put the last sweets down on the table, I saw Ivor frowning, looking at them.i raised an eyebrow.“Do you really want them?” Ivor asked.“Yeah,” I nodded, unable to guess what he would do next.“I'll call the cook right now,” Ivor said, dragging me out into the living room.“Wait,” I shook his hand. "I don't need it."Then I turned around and wanted to go back to the dining room.Ivor took my hand.I frowned, grumbling, "What?"“Let your personal chef make you sweets, you're still pregnant and your diet needs to be balanced,” Ivor said, his stern gaze not allowing me to refuse.I stroked my pregnancy curves unconsciously, after a few seconds of hesitation, I nodded, “Ok, I got it.”Even though I find it hard to resist the sweets that are on the table. From my position I could see them clearly.I looked at Ivor, realizing he was frowning, his eyes glued to my p
I hesitated for a few minutes and then slowly walked out of the mansion. The bright moon hanging from the top of my head became a lantern, light the way for me.. My heart was racing with excitement. I didn't even know why I had to walk alone out of the mansion.I felt nervous because I always felt I couldn't know what was going on around me, and my legs worked as soon as I understood what I was doing.A few breezes passed over me, and I shuddered even when they did not carry a significant chill.The mansion was built in a secluded place, around which people planted a lot of trees. Each of them was as big as an adult's arms.From my memory, I walked down the aisle. I didn't know how long it was until I saw the checkpoint. The light inside the guardhouse radiates around, becoming prominent in the night. From a distance I could see the shadow of the guard. I approached the barrier, hesitated for a few minutes, then crouched over it.The alarm sounded unexpectedly, which confused me. Im
I stood up and got a cold look from him.“I-,” I flustered, wanting to explain to him as if I was the one who had made the mistake on conditioned reflex.Ivor didn't care what I was trying to say. He walked quickly towards me, his face serious making me back away.“Why are you avoiding me?” He easily grabbed my hand. His strong hand was like iron handcuffs, I couldn't move my hand.I stared at him, not knowing what to say. Then, I heard his long chant.“Don't look at me with that wary look, I'll never hurt you,” he said, then helped me sit down on the sofa. I could smell the alcohol from his jacket. He's drunk.Then Ivor touched the glass of milk to check how hot it was.“It's okay if I drink cold milk,” I remind myself.Ivor looked at me, saying nothing but taking off his coat, which smelled like alcohol, and keeping it away from me.“I can't get sick if I drink cold milk,” I said.Ivor looked at me, “We should still be careful.” He sat down next to me, “Anna said you wanted to take
Anna flustered, pursed her lips, as if she had no intention of telling me the truth.“You're leaving on the weekend, aren't you?” I asked.She nodded, “I-I 'm not sure.”"Let me guess. You want to leave but you know there's a good chance Ivor won't agree to that?”“Lia, it's late, you should rest,” Anna said, then moved closer to me, wanting to help me into the mansion.She was very gentle and careful with me. Ivor's other lovers were spoiled and arrogant and bossy.“Are you Ivor's mistress?” I said my question.Anna said nothing and I began to doubt their relationship. The way Ivor treats Anna and the way she is terrified every time she sees him makes their relationship seem strange.“Come inside, Lia, you should rest,” she reminded me again.“Anna, tell me, I don't understand what's going on with me, it makes my mood really bad. Tell me what you know,” I tried to convince her.Anna frowned, seemingly impatient with me, “I won't and can't tell you anything. I just want the money to c