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Chapter 5

Author: Cloudy Max
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-12 21:40:10

Lenka's POV

When that woman came, I didn't think of her as a guest I wanted to welcome, but I couldn't do anything to get rid of her.

She was present before me like a compulsion, which she did on purpose. Ava sat with eyes that looked confident. She was created with near-perfect beauty, so it's only natural for her to be overconfident. 

I felt tired just looking at her, especially considering what had happened recently.

Ava's eyes are so clear. She grew up full of love and had a strength that made her life comfortable. "You must feel surprised by my arrival." 

Something felt strange. 

Surprised and pressured, she showed me who really ruled this house. I was getting frustrated. 

After my fingers bent the book, I held it more firmly, and I managed to move my hand to write something down. [What brings Miss Ava here? Michael might not like her.] 

"Of course. Because he doesn't like me spending time with a troublesome woman like you." Her words were so piercing that I silently watched the woman.

I nodded, went back to writing, and showed her. [We're not supposed to meet, Miss Ava.]

I know that Michael loves Ava very much. It was too obvious, and I wasn't blind. Not just me but everyone in the house, including the servants.

My hand moved again to write something to her.

[Congratulations on your relationship.]

I didn't want to write that, but the uncomfortable feeling made me do it. 

I looked at the woman, seeing her suddenly smile. Her eyes sharpened.

She looked furious. "Are you insulting me?" 

I frowned. [I'm just giving you and Michael my congratulations.]

I wrote it down quickly. Isn't what I just did a compliment that should make her happy? 

Ava definitely doesn't want to lose to anyone. She always wants to be on top of everything. 

Everyone in this house doesn't care about my emotions, so I bottled them up like drowning in a vacuum. 

It gave me pressure.

I held my pen and book tighter. It was uncomfortable, and I wished this woman would leave here soon. I don't want to see her face.

Ava doesn't say anything. I can see her hands clenched into fists. She's still filled with emotion.

I remember the things she did, not wanting to go through what she did again in such a short time. My body still hurts.

My hand went back to moving the pen on the paper. [Miss Ava better leave. I'm tired.]

The woman hit the table hard. Emotions suddenly escalated severely. 

I looked at Ava, who was already looming over me, standing with both hands clenched tighter and tighter. She looked furious again.

"You're not polite at all. Realize your position!" she roared.

I winced, uncomfortable with her voice that seemed to penetrate my ears too profoundly.

One of her fingers pointed, pressing one side of my shoulder hard a few times. While speaking. "You're that, somehow very annoying in my eyes."

"You're a nobody here. Michael loves me. He's already given me the position of hostess, and you? I don't know." She snorted smugly.

I heard her speak, boasting of her status until her mouth should have been foaming at the mouth, but her gaze was still sardonic.

She shamelessly told me everything else I knew and also what I didn't entirely want to know. The woman looked proud.

She seemed to be done talking.

I opened another page, writing a response with a suitable nickname for her. [Very well, Your Highness.]

I was wasting my time just listening to her talk.

I was fed up. I just wanted to quickly end our conversation, which was more like a female monologue, and not face her again.

She was exalting herself to me, comparing our positions, when she didn't need to do all that to prove herself.

I already knew, but the problem was with someone else. Michael. That woman just didn't know or was being stubborn...

Still, I could see Ava's cold, condescending gaze on me.

That woman never gets tired of doing it.

She already had everything, a good life, including a mouth that could talk, but she still chose to annoy me.

I didn't understand what was wrong.

She asked me out initially, but it also made me feel like I couldn't respond appropriately to her words. We were clearly not on the same page.

My hand was suddenly sore.

The next thing I knew, my book had been roughly pulled out and slammed to the floor until it was torn apart. My pen was also thrown to the other side of the room.

I clasped my hands, blowing on them to ease the stinging sensation in my palms. The surface was already red.

"Stop writing!" Her words pierced my ears again. I just stared at him.

She pointed at my face. "You make me sick. That face of yours, the weird hand gestures, and now the writing, it's just pissing me off. You mute!"

I smacked my lips. She thinks I want to be like this? The sound was so exclusive that I knew I might never get it again. 

From what had happened before, I knew that fighting him was futile. I would just be the final recipient of the unpleasant part.

I didn't want to, but silence was the safest action.

She still had servants, while I had no one or anything to hold onto.

I was backed into a corner. I looked back at her.

The woman's gaze was sinister. "I'm sick of you. Who are you? How dare you ask me to read."

I paused. My emotions were running high, but I kept them in check. Should I show this writing on the wall? She wanted my response and was now being stupidly selfish. 

She exhaled harshly. "You."

I looked at her with my mouth clamped shut.

"I'll just get to the point." Her eyes looked even colder.

"I'll help you escape from here. Do you want to?" The thin, high corner of the right lip. 

How arrogant of her.

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