After devouring all the food on the table, Daniel looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't believe it. Daniel really couldn't believe he could eat all this food alone. How long has it been since Daniel felt he was living like this?
No more boring dishes, or hard-to-swallow condiments. It's all meaningless. He had once again tasted familiar flavors. The taste that he will never forget until the day he dies.
Suddenly a tear fell on Daniel's wounded palm. The burning pain came, awakening Daniel who was still bewildered.
Why is he crying? Why? The reason why, Daniel does not know anymore. Perhaps it was because he felt emotional when he found something long lost.
That's right, this is the taste. The taste of familiar dishes. The taste contains love in every dish that his mother cooked for him before. Thinking that after so many years, those beautiful memories would be buried forever in the past, today Daniel can once again find them.
Like a child searching for his lost toy. Daniel rushed out of the room and ran to the kitchen. When he got there, everyone in the kitchen was startled by him.
As I was struggling to clean up in the kitchen, I heard the door open loudly. I looked over and saw Daniel, I saw his messy hair. Just woke up. Clothes are ragged, even house slippers are not worn. I saw that his face was a bit panicked, making me bewildered as to what was going to happen.
"Who cooked today's food?"
His urgent tone with a hint of emotion made me think he was angry. Everyone in the kitchen at this moment was also confused by his actions and didn't know what to say.
"I ask…"
"It was me who cooked."
Before Daniel's words were finished, my mother who was washing the dishes inside also came out, even though she did not understand the situation. But when I heard Daniel ask that, I also reflexively answered him.
"Is it an aunt?"
“Is something wrong, master? What's wrong with the food?"
Daniel looked at my mother puzzled but then said nothing. I can see his lips move as if he wants to say something. But the words came to his mouth and then stopped.
"Leave it, it's nothing."
After that, Daniel left, leaving us all looking at each other bewildered. I couldn't understand what he wanted to do either. He was still angry earlier, but now he left as if nothing happened.
All his actions are so confusing, I don't know what he was thinking.
After leaving, Daniel returned to his room. Close the door and then Daniel sat down next to the door. Hold your forehead with your hands and tilt your head back.
“What am I doing? It's just a dish. Is it necessary to overdo it?”
Daniel kept questioning himself and fell silent again.
Daniel then went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and looked at himself in the mirror again. This form is truly pathetic.
Daniel looked at his hand again, saw the blood on his hand again, and remembered what happened at noon. Just now, in the kitchen, it seemed that she also saw that girl.
Daniel felt that this girl looked very strange, never seen before. But he didn't care, he simply assumed that it was just an employee in his family. If he doesn't remember her face, it's not a big deal.
It was just that he found this girl particularly troublesome than the others he had met before.
As someone who works in Daniel's family, at least they can hear how bad Daniel's personality is. Other people, if not deliberately avoiding him, or pretending to be happy in front of him, were all outsiders who wanted to take advantage of him to dig up information from him. Because he is the hole in this family. He is delicious bait for the wild beasts out there to tear apart.
At this point, Daniel's heartfelt pain again. Although Daniel always tries to appear unconcerned or pretend he is unaffected by other people's words. But, every word, every action, and every gesture affects Daniel a lot.
After finishing a tiring day at work, my mother and I were sitting on the bed massaging each other.“Just now was the first time I saw Master Daniel.”
“…”
“The owner looks like Mr. James, his face is handsome.”
“…”
“But his appearance just now looks like something happened. Mom thought it was a problem with the food, but unexpectedly he said it was nothing. Do you think it's because mom's cooking doesn't suit his taste?"
“…”
“Vivian, did you hear me?”
"Yes, I heard you say that."
Mom looked at me with suspicion but then didn't ask any more questions. I could feel her insecurity and anxiety.
"Don't worry Mom, I think it's okay. He said nothing. If there's anything he doesn't like, he'll tell us."
Mom looked at me with unease that still couldn't let go. But the fact that even I don't know what he's thinking, how can I tell my mother for sure?"What's wrong with your hand, it's all bruised."
I was startled by my mother's find out. I quickly pulled my hand back and hid it aside.
"Don't worry Mom, I just wasn't careful and fell."
"Is that true?”
“Don't you believe me? I have no reason to lie.” Mom looked at me worriedly. But since she trusts me, she doesn't doubt me anymore.
"Is there nothing wrong with you?"
"You always tell me the truth."
How can I tell my mother the truth that my injury was caused by Daniel? If she knew, my mother would be very worried.
“If that's the case, be careful, we've only just been hired here. Let nothing happen.”
"I know, Mom, don't worry. Let's go to sleep now."
Although I never wanted to lie to my mother. But in these cases, I think my lie is harmless. If I can make my mother worry less, I think this lie is not too much.
Early in the morning, when the dew drops are still sleeping on the leaves. The faint sunlight still lurks behind the gray clouds in the sky. Because it is winter, everything seems to put on a gloomy color.A cold wind blew, and I saw pedestrians in the street cowering in their collars. I let out a breath and rubbed my hands which were shaking from the cold. Then gently took mother's hands, which were turning pale from the cold, and began to breathe to give them warmth."Mom, are you okay?" I looked and asked my mother. My mother's face was pale from the cold. The lips are also dry which starts to become chapped.The middle-aged woman shook her head, then gave a reluctant smile to indicate that she was fine. I know my mother is not fine with asthma. But I know my mom always pretends to be okay so as not to worry me.The cold of winter reminds me of the days of living paternal grandparents' house. That is a large luxury mansion but without the warmth of an ordinary house. I still rememb
After we were kicked out of the house, there was nowhere else to go. Life was extremely difficult. We have to work hard day and night to be able to carry on with life. And to be able to continue my mother's asthma treatment.I dropped out of school and worked a lot of hard jobs to earn money.Once, while working, I accidentally picked up someone's wallet that dropped. Luckily I found it and returned it to its owner. After that, when I was on my way home from work, I was harassed by a man. Even though I tried to escape, the man still refused to let me go. When I upset them, he started to get angry and wanted to attack me.I thought for sure that I wouldn't be able to withstand this blow. At that moment, a young man appeared out of nowhere to rescue me. When I calmed down, I saw that the man had run away. I looked up and saw the man again. It was the man who had dropped his wallet earlier. And the person who just helped me was his bodyguard.After helping me up, the middle-aged man too
We followed the butler timidly, although curious, we dared not touch anything in this house.Although from the outside this mansion looks very luxurious. But when we stepped inside, we were overwhelmed by the magnificence of this place. All are decorated in a classical style. Everything here makes me think that I just stepped into a castle in some fairy tale.My mother and I were shown around every corner of the house. Inside to outside from top to bottom. Even the garden outside is not missing a bit. Walking until our legs were tired, we were allowed to sit and rest for a while. I unconsciously looked at the mansion once more."It's been a bit rude for me to not introduce myself to you by name. My name is Lucas Alexander and I am the butler of this place, and what's your name?""My name is Emma Iowa, and my daughter's name is Vivian Helen."“Vivian Helen, Emma Lowa? The names are beautiful. But it feels familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.”We looked at each other, then got a
That face was so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes off it for a moment. A beauty I've never seen before. Maybe that's the person the butler told me about this morning. It's Daniel, the son of Mr. James, who owns this mansion.Daniel sat by the window sill looking at the moon without realizing that someone was peeking at him.Tonight is another sleepless night like any other. Whenever he can't sleep, Daniel still looks at the sky like this. Just like when his mother was alive, she used to say if something went wrong. Just look at the night sky. The moonlight will gently shine, and take away all the troubles that we are hiding in our hearts.Although Daniel knows that he will forever be unable to let go of the burden in his heart. But every time he looked at the shining moon, he felt like he was close to his mother. The good memories of the past when Daniel still had his mother kept coming back.Daniel's family memories used to be beautiful. But now it's like shards of a mirror. C
The next day, I was informed by the butler Lucas that Mr. James had returned from a business trip. All the people working in the house stepped out into the hall, standing in two rows on either side. We all gathered in the lobby to celebrate Mr. James' return.The sound of a car stopping in front of the lobby door. Getting out of the car with Mr. James was a very beautiful woman. She wearing a dress together with an expensive handbag exudes a rich and powerful aura.I looked up at the beautiful woman who had just passed me. My eyes can't leave her. Every Jack has his Jill. A rich and powerful man, of course, must also be next to an outstandingly beautiful woman."Daniel, I'm back."I looked in the direction that Mr. James looked.At this time, upstairs was a young man with a cold face. Eyes seem to be able to freeze everything.Daniel upstairs looked down with extremely cold eyes. Don't say a word and leave.“You see, Daniel is not polite at all..”“…”Mr. James didn't say anything,
Daniel took a deep breath and looked at his bleeding hand again. He sneered, perhaps right now, no one but Daniel could understand how pathetic his appearance was.“Caring what I do, just ignore me. Just let me die slowly.”Daniel's words echoed in the quiet space. But every word that came out was like a knife that cut straight through Daniel's heart. A new wound overlaps an old one that has yet to heal. How long has Daniel's heart been smoldering with blood? Now he doesn't care anymore.Then Daniel just fell asleep like that. Perhaps this is the only way Daniel can temporarily forget all this suffering.That evening I was served dinner to Brian's family for the first time.Under the luxurious ceiling lights. A sumptuous dining table is set out. I see that everything is prepared in every detail. Even the smallest details are carefully prepared. The dining table, tablecloths, and vases to candles are also arranged in a very delicate way.Everything is splendid like a party instead of a
After devouring all the food on the table, Daniel looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't believe it. Daniel really couldn't believe he could eat all this food alone. How long has it been since Daniel felt he was living like this?No more boring dishes, or hard-to-swallow condiments. It's all meaningless. He had once again tasted familiar flavors. The taste that he will never forget until the day he dies.Suddenly a tear fell on Daniel's wounded palm. The burning pain came, awakening Daniel who was still bewildered.Why is he crying? Why? The reason why, Daniel does not know anymore. Perhaps it was because he felt emotional when he found something long lost.That's right, this is the taste. The taste of familiar dishes. The taste contains love in every dish that his mother cooked for him before. Thinking that after so many years, those beautiful memories would be buried forever in the past, today Daniel can once again find them.Like a child searching for his lost toy. Daniel
Daniel took a deep breath and looked at his bleeding hand again. He sneered, perhaps right now, no one but Daniel could understand how pathetic his appearance was.“Caring what I do, just ignore me. Just let me die slowly.”Daniel's words echoed in the quiet space. But every word that came out was like a knife that cut straight through Daniel's heart. A new wound overlaps an old one that has yet to heal. How long has Daniel's heart been smoldering with blood? Now he doesn't care anymore.Then Daniel just fell asleep like that. Perhaps this is the only way Daniel can temporarily forget all this suffering.That evening I was served dinner to Brian's family for the first time.Under the luxurious ceiling lights. A sumptuous dining table is set out. I see that everything is prepared in every detail. Even the smallest details are carefully prepared. The dining table, tablecloths, and vases to candles are also arranged in a very delicate way.Everything is splendid like a party instead of a
The next day, I was informed by the butler Lucas that Mr. James had returned from a business trip. All the people working in the house stepped out into the hall, standing in two rows on either side. We all gathered in the lobby to celebrate Mr. James' return.The sound of a car stopping in front of the lobby door. Getting out of the car with Mr. James was a very beautiful woman. She wearing a dress together with an expensive handbag exudes a rich and powerful aura.I looked up at the beautiful woman who had just passed me. My eyes can't leave her. Every Jack has his Jill. A rich and powerful man, of course, must also be next to an outstandingly beautiful woman."Daniel, I'm back."I looked in the direction that Mr. James looked.At this time, upstairs was a young man with a cold face. Eyes seem to be able to freeze everything.Daniel upstairs looked down with extremely cold eyes. Don't say a word and leave.“You see, Daniel is not polite at all..”“…”Mr. James didn't say anything,
That face was so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes off it for a moment. A beauty I've never seen before. Maybe that's the person the butler told me about this morning. It's Daniel, the son of Mr. James, who owns this mansion.Daniel sat by the window sill looking at the moon without realizing that someone was peeking at him.Tonight is another sleepless night like any other. Whenever he can't sleep, Daniel still looks at the sky like this. Just like when his mother was alive, she used to say if something went wrong. Just look at the night sky. The moonlight will gently shine, and take away all the troubles that we are hiding in our hearts.Although Daniel knows that he will forever be unable to let go of the burden in his heart. But every time he looked at the shining moon, he felt like he was close to his mother. The good memories of the past when Daniel still had his mother kept coming back.Daniel's family memories used to be beautiful. But now it's like shards of a mirror. C
We followed the butler timidly, although curious, we dared not touch anything in this house.Although from the outside this mansion looks very luxurious. But when we stepped inside, we were overwhelmed by the magnificence of this place. All are decorated in a classical style. Everything here makes me think that I just stepped into a castle in some fairy tale.My mother and I were shown around every corner of the house. Inside to outside from top to bottom. Even the garden outside is not missing a bit. Walking until our legs were tired, we were allowed to sit and rest for a while. I unconsciously looked at the mansion once more."It's been a bit rude for me to not introduce myself to you by name. My name is Lucas Alexander and I am the butler of this place, and what's your name?""My name is Emma Iowa, and my daughter's name is Vivian Helen."“Vivian Helen, Emma Lowa? The names are beautiful. But it feels familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.”We looked at each other, then got a
After we were kicked out of the house, there was nowhere else to go. Life was extremely difficult. We have to work hard day and night to be able to carry on with life. And to be able to continue my mother's asthma treatment.I dropped out of school and worked a lot of hard jobs to earn money.Once, while working, I accidentally picked up someone's wallet that dropped. Luckily I found it and returned it to its owner. After that, when I was on my way home from work, I was harassed by a man. Even though I tried to escape, the man still refused to let me go. When I upset them, he started to get angry and wanted to attack me.I thought for sure that I wouldn't be able to withstand this blow. At that moment, a young man appeared out of nowhere to rescue me. When I calmed down, I saw that the man had run away. I looked up and saw the man again. It was the man who had dropped his wallet earlier. And the person who just helped me was his bodyguard.After helping me up, the middle-aged man too
Early in the morning, when the dew drops are still sleeping on the leaves. The faint sunlight still lurks behind the gray clouds in the sky. Because it is winter, everything seems to put on a gloomy color.A cold wind blew, and I saw pedestrians in the street cowering in their collars. I let out a breath and rubbed my hands which were shaking from the cold. Then gently took mother's hands, which were turning pale from the cold, and began to breathe to give them warmth."Mom, are you okay?" I looked and asked my mother. My mother's face was pale from the cold. The lips are also dry which starts to become chapped.The middle-aged woman shook her head, then gave a reluctant smile to indicate that she was fine. I know my mother is not fine with asthma. But I know my mom always pretends to be okay so as not to worry me.The cold of winter reminds me of the days of living paternal grandparents' house. That is a large luxury mansion but without the warmth of an ordinary house. I still rememb