Proofread by Peter Gong
The first day she returned to Si House passes away. Nothing has happened, and it is surprisingly peaceful.
Florence returns to the room upstairs to rest.
She hasn’t been in peace for a long time, and she expected that she could take a good rest, but it is just like yesterday. She tosses and turns restlessly on the big round bed, and she can’t fall asleep easily.
When she is sleeping, she opens her eyes and looks at the mobile phone on the side. She always feels that there will be a message from Austin.
“…”
There is always a strange feeling in Florence’s heart. She always feels that this is a sign for a storm. She hopes that Austin can reply to her. The sooner she leaves here, the more peaceful she feels.
She keeps staring at the ceiling. Suddenly her eyes are narrowed tightly. Two dark shadowy figures hand in hand on the ceiling are reflected in her bright eyes.
It turns out that she used to stay in this room. Because she had a little conflict with the old man when she was a teenager, she stayed in this room alone for a long time. The black shadowy figures were drawn on the ceiling by means of a ladder spontaneously by her and the person who entered the room to comfort her.
“I didn’t expect you to be there still.”
Florence looks up at the ceiling, sighs for a long time, and says dimly.
The person who drew with her is still in this house, but everything has changed. She will never go back to the past time.
Tonight, Florence falls asleep with regret over the past time and the helplessness of the present time. She does not sleep soundly at all.
The next day, she still wakes up very early, simply washes in the bathroom and picks up a simple dress and puts it on.
It seems that dress has not been worn for a long while since Nelson was born. Because she came here in a hurry, she can only wear the clothes the man prepares for her.
Florence puts on her dress and stands in front of the mirror, lowers her pony tail, twiddles her hair, and cheers herself up in the mirror. “Come on, you must persevere for Nel.”
Florence encourages herself, then opens the door and walks out of the bedroom to the kitchen downstairs.
Brian is already seated on the sofa in the living room. He is reading the news on the tablet with his slender fingers on it. It seems that he is still in the habit of paying attention to current news every day.
“Mr. Si, what do you want for breakfast today?”
Florence takes a deep breath and slowly walks towards him.
“Anything, but you should mainly do it for Nelson, there is no need to ask …” Brian’s words are swallowed up the moment he looks up to Florence.
The woman in front of him wears a white dress, and she looks a bit more feminine with her medium-length hair down. Her white complexion sets off her delicate face, and she is looking at him with glimmering black eyes and a natural smile.
Is she laughing at him?
Brian’s heart tightens, and he keeps his eyes on her for a moment, as if they were the only people in the entire living room.
“Mr.?” Florence feels his hot eyes and shakes him .
“cough–”
Getting back to his mind, Brian frowns and coughs lightly, saying with his voice lowered, “Go and cook for the little boy, and go to Su’s house with me later.”
“OK.” Florence nods. Hearing that she is going to Su house, she frowns, and her smile gradually disappears.
She tries to make her look not so bad, at least to make him feel that she doesn’t resist when it comes to returning to his house. So maybe his alertness will be diminished a little.
In this case, she and Nelson will easily leave here as soon as Austin cues her.
However, Brian’s sudden notification that she should go to Su house is very annoying.
What Tabitha was going to do to her the night she was to take Nelson away is still vivid in her mind, and her unhealed scar is still there. What is Brian going to do when he lets her go to Su House again?
Hurt her again?
Florence restrains her surmise and prepares breakfast. Nanny Liu takes Nelson’s share upstairs.
At the table, Florence lowers her head and eats her own, taking the spoon and passing the porridge into her mouth.
“Can I not go there today?” Florence doesn’t hold back. After swallowing the porridge, she looks up at him and asks.
“No.”
Across the table, Brian drops two words coldly, and lowers his head to continue eating.
Florence’s thin lips are clenched, and she secretly cheers for herself, for the sake of Nelson, she can tolerate, tolerate this overbearing and apathetic man.
The table is peaceful again, leaving only two people chewing.
Soon after the breakfast, the two go to Su House by car.
Along the way, Brian still looks at the tablet in his hands with his eyebrows frowned, and his profile looks sharp, but charming indeed.
“Don’t you know it’s impolite to stare at someone like this?”
Suddenly, Brian’s deep magnetic voice sounds inside the car.
“I just … just find the scenery over there is pretty good.”
At the words, Florence wants to give herself a slap for she should have thought of such an awkward reason!
“Quibble.”
Brian looks conceited, and his tone is full of inborn arrogance.
“…”
Florence knows she is in the wrong, so it’s better for her to shut up at this time.
On the way to Su House, the car is facing the sunshine, and Florence tilts her head against the glass, letting the sun shine on her face, and closes her eyes to feel the moment of warmth.
She doesn’t realize that at this moment Brian’s eyes are fixed on her for a long, long time.
In the sun, she has a shred of hair on her face. Her hand is touching her face that is clean and beautiful under the sun.
Brian puts down the tablet in his hand and stares at her with dark eyes.
It feels unexpectedly good.
In the past, he never observed deliberately her skin that looks so white, her long eyelashes and her nose bridge that is neither very high nor very low, which features a woman’s grace.
Brian looks at Florence with fascination. A moment later, he subconsciously reaches out and wants to lift her hair. His hand stiffens in the air the moment Florence opens her eyes.
Florence looks at the hand that comes to her with her head tilted to one side, her cheeks turn red, and she blinks and has no idea of what to say.
Brian is awkward for a few seconds. He takes his hand back, saying with his deep voice, “I thought you were asleep and wanted to remind you that we would arrive soon.”
“Oh, I know.”
Florence leans her head aside and says calmly.
Even Rodney, who is in the passenger seat, notices the strange atmosphere in the car. He looks at the two people in the back seat from the rear-view mirror, and smiles.
“Mr. Si, here we are.” Seeing Tabitha has been at the gate of the manor to welcome them, Rodney says.
