I went back to my room, and Krista got up and said, “Flora’s gone?”
I looked at her nervous appearance and couldn’t help but hook my lips. “What made you nervous about?”
“I am not nervous.”
I walked up to her and poked her between her eyebrows with my finger. “Relax, Flora won’t rob me with you.”
She rolled her eyes. “Who wants to rob you, shall I not want it?”
I leaned close to her ear and smiled badly. “Yes, I want you.”
I just pressed her on the bed, and she rarely fell and let me do whatever I want. My cell phone suddenly rang.
Krista suddenly came to her senses and pushed me. “Your phone rang.”
“I won’t answer.” After I said that, I held her cheek with one hand, bowed my head, and kissed her again.
The ringtone of the cell phone disappeared, but soon, my phone rang again. She shook her head, dodged my kiss, and put her hand over my mouth. “Answer the phone.”
I was annoyed at what happened. I was about to take this woman down. I want to see who it is, and I will scold him or her.
I got out of bed, walked to the table by the door, and picked up my mobile phone. It was Flora.
I raised my eyebrow, somewhat unhappy to pick up the phone “Hello.
Flora’s voice is very soft. “Cheney, I forgot to ask you just now. Will Miss Krista live here forever?”
“Yes.”
“Then ask her for help. Is she free on Saturday? I want to ask her to cook snacks together.”
I frowned. “You can ask her out. She is kind.”
“Yes, Miss Krista is a kind person, so I don’t think she can accept my offer.”
“Of course, she won’t.”
Flora chuckled and said, “Yes, I don’t think she will. Six years ago, because of my influence on her marriage with you, I always felt very guilty. Now, I want to make up for something. Can you ask her if she would like to make snacks with me? After that, I won’t ask anything.”
I looked sideways at Krista. “Okay, I see. I’ll tell her.”
After hanging up, I said to Krista, “Flora asked you to cook snacks on Saturday. Do you want to go?”
She was surprised. “Does she know I live here?”
“She just came to deliver snacks, and I told her.” Seeing her frown, I comforted, “You don’t have to put too much pressure on Flora. She only asked you out because she knew that you were kind and easy to get along with. In these years, you were the first-person Flora was willing to take the initiative to contact. She likes your character very much. At that time, you should enlighten her more.”
I threw my cell phone aside, walked up to her, hugged her, and wanted to continue what had just happened. But she refused. However, I am still very happy, at least she is back! She came back to me.
Krista’s POV
On Saturday morning, I drove my car and went to the Irwin family early in the morning. I went to play with Romeo for a few hours and had lunch at the Irwin family before I got back to the Fischer’s mansion.
I promised Flora that I would come to make a snack. Flora was sitting in an automatic wheelchair. When she saw me, she directly controlled the wheelchair skillfully towards me.
She looked up at me and said, “Miss Krista, it’s good to see you. I thought you wouldn’t come.”
I smiled. “No, you asked me out. How can I ignore it? What snacks do you want to make today?”
“Afra likes brownies very much. The last time I made snacks, she missed it. I promised to make a snack for her on Saturday. Why don’t we make brownies today?”
When she mentions Afra, my heart hurts because Afra was attached to me until now, and I know she still complains about me.
I smiled and nodded. “Okay, but I can’t do this alone. You have to teach me.”
“Okay, I’ll teach you. Let’s go to the kitchen.” As she spoke, she turned her wheelchair.
I want to help, but she calmly said, “I’m fine, I can do it myself.”
She looked up at me and added, “This thing looks heavy, but in fact, it is easy to control.”
I looked at her and felt that she seemed a little brighter than before. We came to the kitchen, and the servants prepare all the materials for brownies.
“Miss Krista and I will make brownies. Go ahead and don’t disturb us.” Flora said softly to the servants.
The servants looked at me, and I nodded to them. “Thank you, just let us make something by ourselves.”
After the servants left, Flora’s face was slightly lost. “Miss Krista, I’m sorry, I almost forgot that the servants had to take orders from you. I didn’t mean to order them before you just now, I just wanted to be quiet.”
I don’t know why she explained this but just smiled. “It’s okay, I’m not the real housewife.”
She pursed her lips. “Don’t say that Miss Krista, I’m relieved about the past.”
She stretched out her hand and patted her leg. “I have become like this, and I won’t expect that Cheney would love me more. I… I don’t have that qualification.”
I frowned. “Flora, don’t say that, Cheney is not a shallow person who only looks at appearances.”
“Well, Cheney is not like that. It’s just you are too good for him. If I were a man, I would like a woman like you.”
I looked Flora in the eye. She smiled at me with sadness in her eyes. “In the future, please cherish Cheney.”
I was silent and didn’t know what to say.
She added. “Actually… if you didn’t leave six years ago, you wouldn’t have missed him for so long. At that time, after careful consideration, I had planned to let go of him. Unfortunately, I was a little awkward that day. When I crossed the road, I didn’t notice a car, so… I was hit.”
She said, with some fog in her eyes. “Although I love him very much, I really have no intention of breaking you up again. Cheney is a good man and an excellent businessman. He is not a match with a sick woman and a lame person like me. My existence will only make him a joke. He deserves a better woman, such as… you.”
Seeing that she was about to cry, I breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little depressed. What exactly should I say? I’m not very good at comforting others.
I thought about it and said, “Cheney’s feelings for me are not what you think.”
She nodded, “I know, in fact, men are all the same, and what they can’t get is always the best.”
I frowned. What she meant was that Cheney had got her, so she didn’t feel good anymore?
“I hate myself, too. Why should I be stuck in this relationship?” She said, looking at me. “But, Miss Krista, you can rest assured that I have a few pounds and two weights, and I know it in my heart.”
“You are a good woman for Cheney or Rashad. All they said about you in front of me are gentle, considerate, obedient, and a sensible girl. Really, I can swear to God.”
She pursed her lips. “Miss Krista, actually, I just want to tell you today that I am not a dead woman. If you mind my existence, you can secretly tell me that I can ask my father to take me away from the Fischer family.”
I looked at her. She is really a good girl, but I don’t want to discuss this topic anymore. I went to the desk and put on my apron. “Come on, let’s make brownies. I just sit here, and I’ll command. Is that all right?” She looked at me tenderly and smiled.
I shrugged. “Of course, I just learned your good cooking skills. Am I mean to you.”
She giggled. “No, Miss Krista, you have a good personality. No wonder Cheney likes you so much.”
Does Cheney like me? Did I Cheney confess his feeling towards me to her? No way… If Cheney really likes me, with his personality, will he still hide it in his heart? He is a man who can express himself freely without the face even when he is ashamed. I don’t know where Flora got this beautiful misunderstanding.
I changed the subject and said, “What do we need to do first?”
“Melt the butter first, then pour in a quarter of the cocoa powder and stir.”
The two of us are cooperating very well, Flora teaches me carefully, and I operate seriously. After a while, Brownie was put into the oven. I pulled over the stool and sat down beside Flora, waiting for the Brownies to cook.
The oven tinkled, and I got up. I was about to open it when my cell phone rang. It was Cheney.
I picked up “Hello.”
“Where are you?”
“Bake snacks with Flora.”
“Not finished yet?”
“It will be finished soon, I was about to get out of the oven, and you called. You disturbed us. Is there anything wrong?”
“Can’t I call you if it’s all right?”
“Don’t bother me, we’re not yet finished.”
“I’ll be home soon, just wait for me, and we eat together.”
I said, “Try these brownies we made. After we finished it, I swear that it is delicious.” With that, I hung up the phone, put on insulating gloves, took out the baking tray, and put it on the table.
Aside, Flora asked, “Cheney.”
“Hmm.”
“What’s up with Cheney?”
“He said he would be home soon.”
She smiled at me and pointed to the white round board in the corner. “Miss Krista, you take that board, put the brownies, and cut it in a minute.”
I hooked the circular plate across the console. But just when my finger touched the circular plate, Flora beside me suddenly gave a painful howl “Ah…”
I turned around. I saw that the baking tray that she had just taken out of the oven fell on her leg. She felt like her heart tore and cried, “It hurts, ah… it hurts.”
I panicked, and I couldn’t care whether it was hot or not. I reached out and took the baking tray off her leg. When the baking tray landed, the servants who heard the sound outside hurriedly ran in.
Despite the pain in my hand, I bent over, took Flora’s hand, and said worriedly, “Flora, are you all right?”
“You… you…” Her forehead was covered with sweat, and then she fainted.
Servants are also in a hurry. “Mrs. Fischer, Miss Flora, what’s going on?”
I had no time to answer them, so I shouted, “Go to the doctor quickly.”
The servants directly call a doctor. The remaining two servants and I pushed Flora’s wheelchair out of the kitchen and headed to her room.
Cheney’s POV
As soon as I got home, a servant came up and said respectfully, “Master, Miss Flora fainted.”
I frowned. “How can she faint? Isn’t her recent examination were fine?”
“I don’t know the specific situation, but I heard from the back kitchen that there’s something happened, and Mrs. Fischer hurt Miss Flora.”
I shouted, “Nonsense! If you don’t know anything, don’t report a piece of fake news to me.”
The servant shivered. “They were at Flora’s room.”
I walked to Flora’s room without thinking. As soon as I appeared, the servants around me were busy and came to say hello to me, “Young Master.”
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Krista standing silly beside the bed, watching the doctor treating Flora. She looked at me with grievances on her face.
I looked at her, then at Flora, whose skin was scalded around her thighs, and frowned.
Before Krista could say anything, I said to her, “Go back to the Jade Court.”
She paused. “I want to see it here.”
“Can you see the result while you watch here? Listen to me and go back.”
She turned to look at Flora in bed again and then turned to leave.
Krista’s POV
I got out of Flora’s bedroom. When the warm wind blows, I felt the burning pain in my hands.
I looked at my hands, it turned out that my hand was scalded. I breathed and went to a hidden rockery by the lake and sat down.
Earlier, it was a very happy afternoon. How did it get like this? I was curious. I can’t figure out how that plate fell. The table didn’t tilt, so it just fell on Flora’s leg.
Flora was in pain, so I had no choice but to burn my hand. I was depressed when the two servants passed by behind me. They are talking about the rumor that was happened earlier.
“I always feel that Mrs. Fischer is not such a good person.”
“They all saw it with their own eyes and said that Mrs. Fischer had the baking tray. When they rushed in, Mrs. Fischer threw it away. Besides, they heard Miss Flora look at Mrs. Fischer and say ‘You’ with a sad face.”
“Well, in this rich and powerful family, anything can happen. I really think Mrs. Fischer is nice with people.”
“I don’t know. Besides, I can’t blame Mrs. Fischer for this. Think about it. Miss Flora lives in the Fischer family, and the young master used to have that kind of relationship with her. Can Mrs. Fischer stand it when she knows these things? But Mrs. Fischer is really not smart. She has everything. Why does she have to touch Miss Flora? You know, Miss Flora is held in the hands of the Fischer family. Look at the young master, on how much he loves her.”
“Yes…”
Gradually, their voices disappeared. I closed my eyes and breathed. It turned out that they all thought I did it. So, Cheney just went in with a cold face because he heard this rumor?
When the servants told him, he believes it? Does he believe that I will hurt Flora? A burst of pain suddenly felt in my heart together with the burn in my hand.
It’s hard. It is like the feeling that you can’t swallow or take it out. I really want to ask Cheney now if I was driven out of there because he believed others’ words and was afraid that I would hurt Flora again.
But… Flora is still awake. If he doesn’t believe me, how can I prove my innocence? I got up powerlessly and left the rockery.
Rashad’s POV
When I heard that Flora was injured, I was going to see her, but I saw Krista’s listless back from a distance. Think of what the servant just said to me. I turned, crossed the cloister, and chased Krista directly.
I caught up with Krista just before she reached the door of the Jade Court. I grabbed her wrist, but she cried out in pain, “Ah!”
Looking back at me, she frowned and said, “let go of me.”
I asked calmly, “Did something happen between you and Flora just now?”
“It hurts, let go.”
Seeing that she didn’t look like a fake, I was busy letting go. I looked down at her hand. “What happened to your hand?”
She retracted her hand, gently put it on her lips, and blew it. She said unhappily, “You came to her to help Flora get justice?”
I looked at her hand, which was so red that it almost festered, and my voice was a little worried. “What happened to your hand?”
“Does it have anything to do with you?” She put her hand behind her back. “Take back your kindness and stay away from me.” She said and turned to enter the Jade Court.
I grabbed her by the wrist and took her out. She shouted, “Rashad, what are you doing again?”
Ignoring her, I took her to my car, threw her into it, and went to the hospital. In the emergency room, the doctor treated her scalded wound and bandaged it.
When she came out of the hospital, she sat in my car and said nothing. I looked at her. “What happened today?”
She looked out of the window. “This is not your business. Send me home.”
“Krista,” I grabbed her wrist. “Did you know that everyone in the Fischer’s mansion is talking about you?”
She shook off my hand with a touch of anger on her face. “What do they say about me, and what do they have to do with me? Maybe they said I killed someone and I was going to turn myself into the police station? Rashad, I say it again, leave me alone.”
After she said those words, she opened the door and got off. I also got out of the car and blocked her way. “What are you doing? I’m doing it for your own good.”
“I don’t need anyone. Do you care for me?”
She continued walking, and I held her directly in my arms. “I want to do it for your own good. I don’t believe that you hurt Flora. I don’t believe them unless you said the truth.”