She was obviously dreaming or to be more specific, she was having a nightmare. In her nightmare, she was busy reliving the memory of Mark's disappearing back. She was on the floor in her dress, reaching out to him and begging him not to leave. However, she watched him toss her and choose another woman over her. Walking away with an arm wrapped securely around the innocent looking Christine as his new fiancee, Mark never looked back at her for once. The last thing she remembered seeing was the fading view of his silhouettes, despite the fact she tried to put on a brave face that day. She kept watching as the world she had poured her blood, sweat and tears to build for herself came down crumbling and the future she prepared for slipped away in just a matter of minutes. “D-don’t go!" She sobbed in her dream, however she was aware that her voice came out in reality. Damien frowned, despite his heart skipping a beat upon hearing how her voice sounded so sweet and pleading. It instantly
Frowning to herself, she threw off the cover and stood up. She breathed out a sigh of relief when she saw that she was still wearing the same clothes and that her undergarments were still intact. At least he was a gentle man and didn't attempt to change her clothes when she was unconscious and obvious to her surroundings. Putting on the slippers by the door, she pulled the door open. The delightful smell got stronger the moment she stepped out of the room, making her stomach grumble at the idea of food. She followed the scent of the food, and on her way to the dining area, she couldn't help but be amazed at the interior decoration of Damien's house. It was enormous and the contemporary design was a perfect blend of wealth and minimalism, similar to what she saw from his room. Seeing the promising success and how prosperous the layout was, she could proudly assume that the house was designed with the help of a qualified, advanced level home designer. She could see the view of the vast
She had done everything she could to make Damien happy in hopes that she would be able to climb her way into his bed. Unfortunately, she was never able to make it that far except for the fact that she could only get the chance to touch the material on his bed because she wasn't even part of the trusted list of servants that can enter his bedroom. As a matter of fact, Damien didn't seem bothered by her antics nor did he even spare her glance. She wasn't sure if he was aware that she was always trying to seduce him!He never cared for any woman except for his female cousin - Nathalia and his aunt, but this time around, he brought a female guest home! And she even got the chance to spend the entire night in his bedroom on her first visit! To add the final blow he had spent a special amount of time in the kitchen watching and supervising how the maids were preparing to cook all kinds of breakfasts for her- something he rarely did. It hadn't been long he left the kitchen to receive a call
Sarah controlled it and smirked to herself.She might be able to successfully get rid of Eva, if she was able to make herself seem like the victim. Damien was rumored and earned him a reputation of making sure anyone who schemed against him or his people were severely punished. Since she had been working exceptionally for him for the past three and half years, she could also be considered as one of ‘his people ‘. Besides, no one likes a bad-tempered woman……..She planned to treat Eva as roughly as possible in order to push all of her red buttons which would eventually force her to slap her. Thinking about how hard Eva might slap her, she slightly hesitated. Although Eva appeared to have a frail stature, she had heard countless rumors and speculation of rich women from wealthy families to beat up their maids mercilessly. What if Eva was able to leave dark bruises on her beautiful cheeks? Just then, she shook her head and brushed the thought aside and smiled. The darker her bruise, the
When Eva stepped closer to the table, she saw a wide variety of delicious food that smelled so good that her stomach made a loud noise again. She felt her cheeks heat up again and tried to avoid any eye contact with Damien. Damien pursed his lips together in order to suppress the smiles that threatened to break out. She secretly snuck a glance at him and instantly wished she didn't. His eyes lit up more than usual and the way he pursed his lips together made him incredibly charismatic. ‘Stop drooling.’ Eva scolded herself, immediately averting her eyes away from him.“Don't just stand there. Come and sit." Damien uttered while looking at her. He thought she was so unpredictable at times. One minute she would give him the cold shoulders and ignore him like he wasn't there, the other next minute, she would surprise him with an expression that tickled his heart.The blush on her face had yet to subside as she sat down on the chair he had pulled out for her.Damien couldn't help but wo
Eva couldn't wipe the smile off her face, despite the fact that she rolled her eyes at his words. He walked over and sat down at the head of the table since he had pulled the chair next to him for Eva earlier to seat, so she was practically seated next to him. A few moments later, the two were done eating their meal and Damien was ready to take her back home. However, he had to get ready first, so Eva patiently waited for him in the living room. Sitting on the plush couch with one of her legs crossed over the other, she playfully browsed through her phone when she suddenly remembered that she had left her purse in Damien's room.She got up from the couch and decided to look for his room to get her purse back. After walking around for a while, she realized that she was lost in this house. Huffing and puffing in annoyance, she tried to retrace her steps back to the living room but only to find that she was getting more and more lost. Eva stopped and looked around and noticed that the
She was only being kind to Sarah for a few reasons. Firstly, she didn't want to stoop to Sarah's level and engage in a petty conversation and she wanted to maintain a peaceful harmonious environment in the mansion untill she leave. Secondly, despite vet anger towards Sarah's scheme which were transparent to her, she choosed to remain calm and composed and she was aware that responding with kindness could diffuse the tension and prevent further conflict before Damien arrive. Lastly, Eva wanted to show that she was the bigger person and rise above Sarah's attempt to provoke her.“What?! Did you think your money could fix this? You just destroyed my family heirloom that was passed down to me from my dead grandmother.” Sarah's voice deliberately cracked at the end of her words when she talked about her late grandmother.It was so much easier for her to cry and fake this pain using her deceased grandmother's jewelry for this plan. Eva on the other hand pressed her lips together, creased
“I don't have time to waste and engage in your damsel-in-distress act. And for the record, I would be nice enough to bust your bubbles before someone else does. You aren't putting up an oscar for your terrible performance. You have only two choices, first, either you get your sorry ass up and follow to a private place so that we can talk about a solution. Your second choice, you can keep wailing like a baby while sitting on this floor. I'm fine with either of your decisions you make, however, don't dare slander my name because you just jumped into conclusion about me.” Eva coldly remarked as she stared down at Sarah. She could clearly hear the gasps that came from the servant but she decided to brush it aside. “You're obviously a grown woman with perfectly working legs, right? It looks so pathetic, so stand up and stop crying on the floor.” Eva added on as she glowered over Sarah, her eyes burning on fire. If looks could kill, Sarah would have long been buried because she would have