Oh my God!
Their master had taken a woman home, and they walked in hand in hand! What did that mean? Will the
villa not be as cold as before? Is there going to be a hostess living in this house?
It was already dark outside. Michelle followed Scott to a bedroom on the second floor. Before leaving,
he told her, "There is a bathroom in the room and clothes in the closet. You can wear whatever you
like."
Silence returned to the room after the door was closed. After sending a message to her mother, she put
her phone on the bed and turned to the closet.
It was true that she needed to change her clothes. After all, her clothes were too torn to be seen. She
thought the wardrobe was full of women's clothes, but it turned out to be men's clothes!
She had no choice but to put on a white shirt.
Even though the guest room was spacious, even the bathroom was bigger than her bedroom. This was
the life of the rich. Some people, no matter how hard they tried in their whole life, could only buy one
square meter of the whole house.
She lay on that European style bed tiredly and looked at the ceiling above her head. The pattern on the
ceiling was very beautiful. It was a totally strange place. She was exhausted, but she couldn't fall
asleep.
Next morning, Michelle got up very early.
The shirt she was wearing fitted her well so that it could be used as a short skirt.
When she was about to go out, she heard someone knocking at the door. In a hurry, she put down the
things in her hands and ran to open the door.
A tall figure appeared in front of her, and he was holding a shopping bag in his hand.
"Come downstairs for breakfast once you get it done." There was not much expression on Scott's face,
but he still took the opportunity to look carefully at the woman in his shirt. He didn't like others to wear
his clothes, but Michelle was an exception.
It was a snow-white shirt dress, which was very popular this year. And there was a waist band which
could show her waist.
Her hair was simply tied into a ponytail, making her look completely relaxed.
When she went downstairs, Scott sitting at the table instantly looked at her. Michelle, who was standing
at the head of the stairs, blushed when she noticed the way he looked at her.
She lowered her head to avoid his fiery eyes.
He stood up, walked to the opposite and pulled out a chair for her like a gentleman.
Michelle thanked Scott and sat down on the chair.
Scott returned to his seat. He didn't speak, but silently cut the food on his plate. She wanted to say
something, but she held back.
The atmosphere here was awkward.
Especially the servants in the villa, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on her. All of a sudden, she
became a rare animal from the zoo.
She finished their breakfast absentmindedly.
"Boss, when shall we go to the company?" After the breakfast, Scott was watching TV in the living
room, while Michelle could only sit beside him and looked at him from time to time.
She was in a panic and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
"Today is weekend. You don't have to work." Scott did not look at her but gently said.
Not until then did she realize that weekend had come. She hesitated for a while and asked cautiously,
"Well, can you send me home later?"
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