Cheney’s POV
At dawn, I rolled over and woke up, looking down at the woman in my arms and sighing, this stupid woman.
I got up, helped her put on her nightgown, and took her back to their bedroom. Early in the morning, Afra woke up, looked at Krista and me, and bent her eyes. When she just wanted to wake up her aunt, I gently covered her mouth.
Afra looked at me with wide eyes. “Mm-hmm.”
“Shh..” My hand in her lips compared, and softly said, “Your aunt was tired last night, don’t wake her up.”
Afra nodded, I let go of my hand, Afra threw herself into my arms, and whispered, “Uncle, why do you always come back so late? Fortunately, I helped you accompany Aunt, otherwise, she would be lonely.”
I smiled and pinched her little fleshy face. “What you did was great, baby girl.”
Looking at Krista sideways, I said, “Put on your clothes, and I’ll take you downstairs.”
Afra got out of bed obediently and put on her clothes. I sent her downstairs and asked the servants to send her back to the Plum Court.
When I was about to go upstairs again, the servant asked, “Young master, when will you eat?”
“I’m busy, just prepare the breakfast later. Thank you.”
After I said those words, I came upstairs, quietly pushed open the door. I wanted to come back to get some sleep, but Krista woke up.
She sat on the bed, gently rubbing her sore legs. When I came in, she just gave me a sideways look and didn’t speak.
I walked to the bedside, condescending, “It’s no use staring at me. As I said, if you dare to mention those words again, you will bear the consequences. You asked for it last night.”
She pouted. “What I wanted to say last night was true, Cheney. Have you ever thought that you can let go of Flora, but Flora can’t also let go of you? When she woke up, the world changed. You know how much she needs you. Can you bear it and give up on her?”
“I don’t need you to worry about my affairs. I have already said what you need to do. I think you are too energetic to have so much time to entertain foolish ideas.” As I spoke, I walked towards her with a calm face.
Krista’s POV
Seeing his expression, I can already guess what he wants to do again.
I was busy leaning against the edge of the bed.
“Okay, I won’t say it again in the future, but don’t regret it. After all, it’s now or never.”
After saying that, I soothed into the bed and turned my back to him. “I’m sleepy, I want to continue to sleep, don’t quarrel with me.”
Instead of forcing me, he turned and left the room.
Without him, I won’t have so much pressure.
I changed my posture and fell asleep on my stomach. When I woke up, it was late in the morning.
I suddenly sat up and looked at my mobile phone.
Oh, my God.
I was going to sleep for another half hour and get up, but why didn’t the alarm clock go off?
I’m going to be late.
I got out of bed quickly, saved my washing, tied a ponytail at will, went to the walk-in closet to change clothes, and went downstairs with my bag.
When I came down, the servant respectfully stepped forward and said, “Mrs. Fischer, do you want to eat now?”
I waved my hand. “No, no, I’m late. I’m going to the company.” When I finished saying that, I just ran out in the wind.
I went to the garage and asked the driver to take me to the construction site.
On the way, I took out my mobile phone and looked at my alarm, but it turned off.
I didn’t turn it off.
After thinking about it, I dialed Cheney’s number.
Cheney didn’t speak after the phone was connected.
Let me start then. “Cheney, let me ask you something. Did you turn off the alarm on my mobile phone?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Huh?” I screamed, “Are you for real? Why did you turn off my alarm clock without my consent?”
“Why, do you have a problem?” He deadpanned.
“Of course I have a problem. I’m going to be late, and it’s your fault.” I said angrily.
He asked, “I have already asked for a leave for you. Didn’t the servant at home tell you?”
“Why do you want to help me ask for a leave? I have a very important job today.”
“I see your leg hurts, so I kindly helped you, and you still accuse me? You really don’t know good people’s hearts.”
“Who caused my leg pain? If you hadn’t tortured me seven times a night last night, would I have? Really?” I finished and hung up the phone directly.
In the afternoon, people came from the company one after another, and they all smiled when they looked at me.
After I finished my work at hand, I went to the shed and poured a cup of tea.
Just when I was about to drink, I saw Otto passing by the door.
I stood at the door and said, “Otto.”
Otto hears the greeting and walks up. “Why, Krista, you have something to do?”
“Do you think the atmosphere at the construction site today is a bit strange?”
Otto smiled. “Really?”
“Yes, I just think everyone looks at me strangely.”
I didn’t wear my clothes backwards. I just looked in the mirror and found that although I didn’t wash my face in the morning, my face value also passed. I really can’t figure out what everyone is laughing at.
He bowed his head and endured a smile. “That’s because you are red.”
“I’m red? What do you mean, why didn’t I understand?”
“I said why do you have leg pain today? I just heard from the people who came back from the company. It turned out that our president is powerful and even had you seven times a night. You actually live happily after marriage.”
I swallowed my saliva, and my face turned red.
“What?”
He smiled, patted me on the shoulder, and turned away.
My mind was buzzing a little. I took out my mobile phone and dialed Cheney’s number. “Let me ask you… Why did the company say you had me seven times last night?”
“There are not only such rumors in the company, they are still spreading them. I have wasted your tortured legs. Haven’t you heard?”
I swallowed my saliva. “This… which bastard passed it on blindly?”
“Really??? Wasn’t that the truth?”
I was speechless, and he was proud to say, “Cheney, you didn’t say that, did you?”
“You look up to me, I am not so open, that happened because of what you said.”
“Nonsense, I did not spread it nor I told anyone about it. I didn’t go to the company at all today. The news came from the company.”
Cheney’s bad smile could be seen from the other end of the phone. “When you called me, I was in the meeting room. Your voice was so loud. Although I didn’t turn on the speaker mode, everyone could hear it. Do you blame me?” He said.
I raised my hand and patted my forehead, stamped my feet, and shouted in a loud voice, “Then why didn’t you say you were in a meeting earlier?”