Chapter 14 He Knew Nothing about Her

"What's the matter?" Stacy was confused.

Harry stood up from the chair and came in against the lights. His steps were steady and slow. Finally, he stood in front of Stacy and said condescendingly, "You and I are still husband and wife. Don't flirt with other men."

No matter why they got married, he couldn't stand to be cheated when they were still married!

This was his bottom line, and his dignity as a man!

Stacy did not respond for a long time. Did I flirt with someone?

She instinctively retorted, "Then didn't you spend the night here with another woman? Should I also demand you as a wife?"

Harry frowned even more. "I didn't sleep with her."

Stacy was stunned for a moment. Last night, Rachel did stay here for the night.

Who would believe they didn't sleep together?

Wait, it was not her business whether they slept or not.

Harry's face changed again. What was he doing?

Stacy didn't want to have a quarrel with him, so she softened her tone. "I will try my best to do what you asked me to do, so I..."

She shook the document in her hand, and her intention was clear.

Harry replied faintly, with a bit of anger in his tone. He was not angry at Stacy, but at himself!

What happened to him? Why should he explain it to her?!

Crazy!

His abnormal behavior made him very uncomfortable!

He even hated himself!

Stacy successfully got the job in the restaurant, so she wanted to finish these documents as soon as possible.

By 12 o'clock in the evening, she had only finished half of them. She was very sleepy.

In order to refresh herself, she took the documents to the living room. At this time, the whole villa was quiet. Harry and Olena should be sleeping soundly.

She put the document on the table, had a cup of warm water in the kitchen and then went back to the living room. She sat down on the carpet, lay on the tea table and continued to translate the documents.

Harry was thirsty. He came down in the middle of the night to drink water. When he saw that Stacy was still translating the document, he frowned slightly.

But he didn't say anything. Stacy noticed him and didn't take the initiative to greet him.

Harry was used to having no outsiders at home. When he saw a cup of water on the table, he picked it up and drank it.

"Well..."

Stacy wanted to remind him that she had used the cup before. Unfortunately, Harry had already used it. She didn't know what to say.

Harry looked at her, as if he knew what she was trying to say. He looked at her for a few seconds, and then he lowered his head. Under the light of the white torch, he found that there was a mark of lips at the rim of the cup.

Half of it was the place where he had just drunk the water.

It was obvious that the place where he had just touched was used by someone else. Combined with Stacy's reaction just now, he was sure that it was her.

Stacy lowered her head and pretended that she didn't see anything and nothing happened.

However, she was somewhat flush.

They were very unfamiliar with each other. It was too intimate for them to share a cup.

Although he didn't mean it, Stacy still felt embarrassed.

Harry moved his lips, and the tip of his tongue touched his lower lip. He didn't know what he was thinking, he simply drank the remaining water in the cup.

He put down the empty cup, walked over, and looked up at the clock. It was already at one o'clock. "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

Stacy drooped her head and did not dare to raise her head. "I'm not sleepy yet."

Harry looked at her in silence for two seconds, then turned around and went upstairs.

When he walked to the stairs, he suddenly remembered that she said that she had applied for the job at the company, but she was not hired. This was very strange. He went back to the room, picked up his mobile phone, and called Jack.

Jack was in a deep sleep at night and woke up by the phone. He was in a bad mood. He grabbed the phone on the bedside table with anger, and he was ready to swear. When he saw the name on the phone clearly, he immediately became timid. He rubbed his eyes and picked up the phone. "Mr. Louise."

"Go and find out why the personnel department refused to recruit an interpreter."

"Ah?" Before Jack could understand what was going on, he had already hung up the phone.

He looked at his mobile phone. In the middle of the night, did he call just for this?

Jack's face was almost twisted.

"Wasn't this disturbing my sleep?"

He only complained to himself, but he didn't dare to neglect it.

The next day, Olena got up and found that Stacy was sleeping on the table. She couldn't understand the pile of paper in front of her, but she knew that it might be her work. She sighed in her heart. "You don't have to work so hard, don't you? You didn't sleep all night."

Although she didn't understand, she still went to the house to get a blanket to cover her.

At this time, Harry came down from the upstairs and saw that Olena was covering Stacy with a blanket. The thin lines at the corner of his eyes were deeper, showing his dignity of the years.

He came over to pick up the document she translated, which was 22 pieces of paper, and she translated it with her hands.

"I'm afraid it's going to be daybreak after all these things are done. This woman didn't sleep all night?"

Harry couldn't help but glance at her.

Olena sighed and didn't know what to say.

He turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

When Stacy woke up, Harry was already having breakfast. She rubbed her eyes and held the table with her hands and wanted to get up, only to find that her legs were numb.

She rested for a long time before she could walk.

She went to the bathroom to wash and take a shower so that she could be energetic.

Stacy put on her clothes and came out. She put the translated document in front of Harry. "It's all done."

She sat back to her seat for breakfast. She thought for a moment and said, "If it's convenient for you, pay me the money."

Stacy was afraid that he had forgotten.

Harry put down the coffee cup and looked at her for two seconds. "I don't have the habit of bringing cash. You can go to the company to find me later."

After that, he got up.

Stacy took a sip of milk. She didn't mind it as long as he would pay.

Stacy tried her best to finish the documents because she didn't want to delay today's work.

Not long after Harry left, Stacy also went out.

The restaurant had the rules that waiters should dress in uniform. Stacy wore a white shirt, black waistcoat with bow tie at the collar, and a wrap hip skirt, revealing her straight and slender legs.

Rachel, who was leaning against the window, was in a particularly good mood. Today, Harry took the initiative to invite her out for dinner.

Although Harry admitted their relationship and said that he would marry her, he had never asked her out. She was the one who took the initiative all the time.

"Harry..."

"I heard that it was you who didn't allow Stacy to be hired?" Jack told him when he came to the company early in the morning.

It was Rachel who made things difficult for Stacy to apply for the job.

Rachel clenched her fists. How did he know about this?

Harry leaned on the back of the chair. The sunshine outside the window was very warm and fell on him. He lazily held his chin, and his eyes were deep.

At this moment, he knew nothing about this kind woman who had saved him since he was a child and who had cured him.