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“Why can’t I?” Sebastian replied, still a hint of laughter in his voice.
“I’m afraid of disturbing your comfort,” Irene spoke with a thin smile, even though Sebastian couldn’t see it. But at least this time, she spoke honestly. She didn’t want to be too open about her objections. Like earlier, all the words were neatly arranged, ready to be spoken because she couldn’t stay silent. It wasn’t because she wanted to play at the mall. It never occurred to her to relax amidst the waiting files. But if she spoke about something that would burden Sebastian, it was better for her to stay silent.
“I don’t feel bothered, Irene. Tell me how you feel. How am I supposed to know what’s weighing on you if you stay silent?”
Irene pursed her lips.
“No need to pick me up. Just rest. Send the files over soon so I can put all the pieces together,” Sebastian said lightly. “Are you listening to me?” “Yes, sir.”
“Mom will be coming back tomorrow morning. Maybe she can drop off Bella at school. It’s not a problem if you want to sleep in.”
The girl chuckled softly. “Just like my own home, huh, sir?”
“Do you even sleep in at your own home?”
Sebastian waited for Irene’s response, but after almost two minutes of silence, he sighed softly. “It’s getting late, Irene. Go to sleep as soon as you finish the final part.” “Yes, sir.”
Shortly after, the phone returned to its main menu. The call was disconnected, leaving Irene staring at her phone screen for a while. A photo of herself wearing a school uniform was displayed, flanked by her parents. She had a wide smile on her face, her eyes not yet accustomed to thick-framed glasses. Instead of glasses, Irene wore gray-colored contact lenses that complemented her skin tone. Her straight hair fell neatly, with her bangs positioned on the right side of her face. “I miss you, Dad,” she whispered softly. “But my resentment is also significant.” She tilted her head slightly, feeling the cold temperature in the room.
Her gaze was interrupted by the arrival of a new message.
Boss Raptor:
Extend your business leave, Irene. Bella needs a study tutor. Just for a week until her pre-semester test is over. I can’t refuse it since I’ve already approved the request. The HR department has informed your parents, although it should have been you who told them. But I’m not sure if you’ll be granted permission quickly. Enjoy your holiday tomorrow, Irene.
“Mr. Sebastian, aren’t you going to the office? Miss Irene and Miss Bella have already left.” The middle-aged woman in charge of the predominantly white house looked incredulously at her employer, who arrived with a cheerful face. His shirt was not buttoned perfectly, but he still looked cool, although his authority seemed slightly diminished. He casually carried his Armani suit jacket.
He stopped and glanced at Merry, giving a faint smile. “I’ll be working in my office. Prepare some coffee. If there are any visitors, tell them to come straight to my room. Oh, and ask Mr. Jack to set up the presentation equipment in the living room. I have a meeting.”
Merry was surprised but couldn’t refute his boss’s words at all, so she quickly did as she was asked. She had intended to knock on the room where a guest had been staying for the past few days. She had no objections because the guest was pleasant during their stay and the atmosphere of the house was not as gloomy as usual. Especially the young miss, who appeared more cheerful and rarely showed emotions or shouted in annoyance.
“Merry,” Sebastian called out a little loudly as the middle-aged woman was about to disappear behind the corridor towards the kitchen. “Where is Irene sleeping?”
The woman blinked slowly, but a moment later, she pointed in the opposite direction. “In the guest room on the right, sir.”
Sebastian furrowed his brow. “Why not the guest room in this area?”
“Miss Irene didn’t want to. She said it’s more comfortable there.”
This irritated Sebastian. The right side of the house was rarely occupied. The outdoor area of this house was mostly on the right side. There was one room that he considered the best guest room. The room he used to stay in whenever he visited his sister’s house. But now, Sebastian preferred the room next to Bella’s, so he could keep an eye on her when he came home. Although it rarely happened due to being busy with Faldom.
“In which room?” Sebastian asked again. This time, Merry fell silent. It made Sebastian realize that the room had been opened for Irene. “Who told Irene to sleep there?”
“Miss said she wanted a quiet place to work. The Mistress asked me to tidy up that room.”
“Well then, just prepare the coffee, Aunt. Have you made breakfast yet? If so, deliver it to that room as well.”
“All right, sir.”
Merry slapped her forehead. She had forgotten that no one else should occupy that room except its owner. She thought Sebastian no longer used his old room. The room required somewhat difficult maintenance because it consisted mostly of glass. The large bed in the corner of the spacious room faced the glass, offering a beautiful view of the garden. No need to create a small courtyard just to enjoy the green area with many flowers.
Meanwhile, Sebastian’s steps continued toward his destination. He walked through the corridor, adorned with several paintings, and passed by the swimming pool area on the right side. When he arrived right in front of the beautifully carved door, still maintaining its well-preserved dark brown color, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. Slowly, he turned the handle where… “Oh my, Irene!” he exclaimed in annoyance.
He tried to enter the unlocked room as quietly as possible! Didn’t the girl know how dangerous it was to have an unlocked room? What if someone had malicious intentions towards Irene? How would she protect herself?
But… shouldn’t that remark be directed at him? Why did he enter without permission? And without even knocking. Just barging in as if it were his room. But if he thought about it, this used to be his room, right? Why would he need permission? Ugh! Sebastian shouldn’t be like this.
The girl was still wrapped in a blanket. Sebastian’s eyes quickly scanned the room, where a neatly organized stack of files sat on the desk. Irene’s work bag was also among the pile of files. Her phone was lying on the nightstand, connected to a charger. A large suitcase containing Irene’s clothes was in another corner. Nothing was out of place, and even two pairs of the assistant’s high-heeled shoes were neatly lined up near the desk.
The bedside lamp was still on. The tall curtains covering the glass windows of the room were perfectly closed. It was dim and comfortable in there. That’s why Sebastian enjoyed sleeping in this room because besides being quiet, he could use it as a place to unwind after activities outside. Even when he reluctantly took over his sister’s position, he still often used this room to sleep.
He complied because he felt sorry for Bella when she asked him to move. Nothing had changed in the room’s interior. Including… Sebastian’s eyes widened in surprise almost to the point of jumping out. He quickly took a step without paying attention to his surroundings, which became his own misfortune. His unfortunate foot, his beloved handsome face, had to touch the floor even though it was covered with a warm carpet. “OUCH!!!” he cried out.
The sound immediately woke Irene up. She swiftly uncovered herself and hurriedly looked around. Her bedroom door was wide open, just like her eyes, suddenly filled with fear as if someone had intruded. “Who’s there?!” she asked loudly, although worry quickly consumed her.
When their eyes finally met, she exclaimed, “What are you doing here, sir?”
“Didn’t you intend to help me, Irene? My foot hurts.”
“Why is it hurting?” Irene still couldn’t believe what her eyes were seeing. Her boss was sitting on the edge of her bed, wincing in pain. His hand was holding his foot for some reason. His face looked annoyed but also embarrassed? “Get me a cold compress, Irene. My foot is really hurting.”
Irene quickly got off the bed, removing the blanket that had wrapped around her, and then… “Sir!!!”
“Irene! Oh my!”
“Sir? Miss?” Merry was genuinely surprised by what she saw. Irene fell right on top of Sebastian. Whether it was a coincidence or not, they were very close to each other. Almost hugging each other. If only she hadn’t entered, but how could she not rush into this open room? And she heard someone shouting, including Irene’s voice growing louder. Merry was worried that something had happened.
And it turned out to be true. Ah… too bad the Mistress didn’t witness this show. It would have been quite entertaining.
