9

I awoke early the next morning after Remon pointed out my room and what should and shouldn't be done in it. Despite the fact that he hasn't actually finished talking to me yet, he departed as soon as his phone rang and returned home at approximately ten o'clock that evening with a woman.

My plans to walk downstairs to fetch some water were derailed when I saw them in the kitchen doing something obscene.

In her home, there are no individuals there, not even the maid, whom I haven't seen in a long time.

"Can you tell me who she is?" I turned my gaze away as Remon and the woman who had been with him the night before fell asleep at the same moment.

Nina, don't give a damn about her. Just go. But he didn't listen and instead came up to me and said "I'm sorry."

He took a long, hard look at me from head to toe. He was even looking at the clothing I was wearing.

"Does this look like your maid's son?" His brows were wrinkled, and he appeared to be worried about me, which was strange.

"No, just get out of here. "I'll give you a call when I need you." I noticed that the mark on the woman's face had been wounded, so I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Does she go by Lesley?"

I just turned around and began washing the dishes, completely disregarding what he had said.

"Come here, we're still chatting!" says the speaker. He drew my attention away from my plate, and I let go of my fork.

Take that with you. "You're a complete moron!" I'm struggling to take a breath because of what he's doing to me.

Can you please accept my apologies? I'm not sure what you're trying to communicate. I'm deafeningly quiet here, and you came to me-" He hit me in the face, and then another slap came to my cheek as the first one moved away and vanished.

"Why can't you grasp what I'm saying, Nina?" "Get out of here or I'll murder you!" Remon screamed fiercely, then he smashed a vase beside me and walked out the door. My cheek ached as a result of the agony.

I gathered up the crystals and cleared away all of the mess he had left behind in this room.

"Do you think you're okay?" He continued to gaze at your hand until it reached my cheek. His grasp on me became tighter, and he became disinterested in what he was seeing.

"There are scrapes on your skin here." My response was a simple grin and the setting of a dish and spoon on the table.

"I was in charge of breakfast. That should be consumed. "Don't you have something to do?" I inquired, then glanced at him with a puzzled expression. I wanted to grab him by the shoulders and drag him to the table, but I was afraid.

"Why?" I can't tell what he's thinking since his face is blank.

"Kase, you're going to work," I remarked, and he grinned and walked closer to me to confirm his decision.

You know, I constantly fantasize about finding a wife and starting a family of my own. The sensation is incredible. " His eyes brushed against my body or against the garments I was wearing after he said that, and he grinned again.

Hey, how's your sleep doing, yhra?" He inquired, and as I finished mixing the coffee, he softly touched my hand.

"It's OK, it's a little chilly," I said lifelessly, to which he responded with a laugh.

You are welcome to sleep in my room; you will not be chilly. "You'll still be perspiring all the time." While he was pleased with my expression, I was nearly able to release my grip on the couch.

"B-rude! "It's not like I agreed to what you wanted; I'll agree to anything," I muttered as I attempted to move away from him as he extended his hand to shake my hand.

Not to worry, I will not compel you to spend the night with me. I'll take care of everything on my own. That you're present with me is really significant. "

Because of what he says, it's difficult for me to take action. I'm well aware that he's completely bonkers about his choices. But it's possible that I'm even more insane because I consented despite the fact that he has done so many bad things to me. He was detrimental to my reputation.

'I hope you're having fun while I'm working,' he remarked, walking away from me and returning to the table to eat what I had prepared for him.

Yes, that's right. I've seen a number of things that can be done in this area. "Thank you very much." I spoke something in hushed tones, and he simply grinned and placed the coffee on the table.

By the way, do you have a maid working for you? "How about a Butler?" My question was answered by him giving a nod and appearing to recollect the rest of what he was about to say.

"I do have maids, yes." Why? In the event that you are unable to cook or handle household duties, I may contact them right away. As soon as I saw it, I shook my head in disbelief. "

"No, I'm not unable to. Because of the grandeur of your home, I assumed you didn't have anyone else in the house, but now you're all by yourself. It doesn't appear to be depressing."

That is why I requested you to live with me and assist me in my endeavors. It's difficult for me to live on my own. It's not that I'm incapable of performing household duties. As a result, I want to feel at home, therefore I've created a "cause to make me return home every day," he stated, seeming delighted by my remarks.

"How do you feel about the rules?" "Do you have anything you'd want to ask or perhaps say?" For a brief while, I considered whether there were any aspects of his rules that I had overlooked.

"Did you have anything more that wasn't mentioned?" Prior to leaning back in his chair, I asked him a question.

There's a youngster, to be sure. "While you are living with me, you will not be able to fate, entertain, or converse with males." The man was dead, and his opinion of me altered as soon as he stated, "Of course, how can I go on if I see you with other men?" He was devoid of emotion.

It took me a bit to figure out how I was going to get back to what he had said.

What exactly is it? "Doesn't it appear to be more promising now?" His demeanor altered, and he appeared to be more serious. Because of his sticky stares at me, I was still aware of the mischief he was up to in his actions.

Her mood shifts as a result of the increased pace. She used to be extremely lovely, but now she seemed to want to rip me apart once more and toss or tie me to her bed, like she did before.

I was apprehensive about what he was about to say. I certainly hope not.

I'm going to leave. It's possible that I won't be able to return home later. I'm not sure what to say. In the event that I'm returning home, I'll text you. As I nodded, he leaned in and kissed me on the forehead.

"Take precautions."

"You, as well, yhra; if you require anything, please do not hesitate to contact me, okay?"

I nodded slowly, and he kissed me on the lips in a shallow and loving manner.

Every time he kisses my lips, I feel as if I'm melting. In comparison to his initial kiss, this one appears to be harsh and rude toward me.

Please, don't leave, okay? You will receive a prize if you maintain your good behavior. As soon as I nodded, he hugged me and groped for his vehicle key before putting his spectacles back on.

I stood there watching him get into his car as he slowly faded away from view in front of me.

It happened while I was in a rush to reach my phone and received a call.

I'm not in communication with the caller at this time.

"Hello?"

"A-ate?" I was apprehensive about calling Ate to come and aid us. Mama is not in good health.