CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 5 I'm Used to This

Chapter 5 I'm Used to This

A figure leaned against the table, and a faint scent of perfume wafting over. Lilian looked up at the person speaking.

It was Courtney Sachs, the owner of this coffee shop.

Courtney was tall, standing at 5.8 feet. She had short hair and was dressed in a black t-shirt and casual pants. When she didn't speak, many people would mistake her for a boy.

When Lilian came for the interview, Courtney lightly pinched her cheek, which scared Lilian. It wasn't until Courtney started speaking that Lilian realized she was a girl.

Lilian put down the tablecloth and smiled, signing to her: "I'm used to it."

Courtney stared at her fingers, catching a glimpse of Lilian's reddened eyes.

Courtney frowned a little. To her, the simple sign gesture of "I'm used to it" in sign language contained too much bitterness and grievance from Lilian.

Courtney handed Lilian a drink in her hand. "Here's your favorite matcha latte. Take it. Everybody has one."

Lilian signed: "Thank you." Then she took over the drink and took a sip.

The white foam stuck to the corner of Lilian's mouth, and Courtney reached out her finger to wipe it off for Lilian. Then she took the opportunity to pinch Lilian's cheek. "You're such a fool."

Courtney's tone carried a hint of melancholy and affection, as if there was a deeper meaning behind her words.

Lilian still had a bit of baby fat on her cheeks. Her eyes were big, with long eyelashes, and she had a fair complexion. When she stared at someone, she looked like a little puppy, pitiful and adorable.

That was why Courtney liked to pinch her cheeks. At first, Lilian wasn't used to it, but gradually she got used to it.

"Get used to" could be a terrifying thing.

Courtney was nice. In order to understand what Lilian wanted to express, she specifically followed a sign language video to learn. Now, she could understand most of Lilian's sign language.

But Lilian was too scared to make friends anymore.

The last person she made friends with just sprayed disinfectant on the passenger seat where she had sat, over and over again. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Courtney suddenly had an idea and pulled Lilian upstairs, saying, "Come help me with something."

Lilian quickly put down her cup of mocha latte and followed Courtney upstairs to a room on the second floor. When the door was pushed open, she saw colorful paintings inside.

In addition to being the owner of this coffee shop, Courtney was also a famous painter. Well, at least she called herself a FAMOUS painter.

Her family didn't allow her to learn how to paint, so she opened a coffee shop as a cover to secretly paint here.

As soon as they entered the room, Courtney pressed Lilian onto a chair and said, "Stay here. Your job today is to be my model."

Lilian obediently sat on the chair, not moving.

Courtney liked to practice drawing her. She had painted many portraits of Lilian.

As time passed minute by minute, it was approaching noon when a heavy rainstorm started outside. The sound of raindrops on the window was soothing, making the room feel particularly quiet.

However, downstairs in the shop, things were getting busier. Lilian and Courtney's phones were constantly ringing. But Lilian dared not move.

Courtney felt a bit annoyed. She put down her paintbrush and said, "Forget it. I'll paint another day. Let's go downstairs and see what these people are rushing about."

Because of the rain, many people came into the shop, mostly seeking shelter from the rain.

It was not right to take up space in the shop for free, so they all ordered something. So the shop suddenly became busy.

"Boss, here are several delivery orders. No delivery personnel have taken these orders. Why don't you go deliver them?" A female employee hurried over and handed the delivery orders to Courtney.

Courtney casually took the orders and then frowned, saying, "So many? Forget it. Bring them all here."

After speaking, Courtney looked around the shop and noticed that Lilian had once again immersed herself in her work at the coffee shop.

Courtney walked up to her and grabbed her towards outside, saying, "Come on. Let's go deliver the orders."

Lilian quickly took off her apron and followed Courtney to the front desk. She carried several orders of coffee for delivery.

Half of the orders were nearby, so they delivered the items quite quickly. But for a few orders that were far away, Courtney had to ride a motorcycle to deliver them.

"Lilian, hold these and sit behind me. I'll ride the bike," Courtney said as she put a motorcycle helmet on Lilian's head without hesitation, and pulled her to the roadside.

Lilian wanted to go back and get an umbrella, but Courtney stopped her.

Riding a motorcycle with an umbrella? Then what was she riding a motorcycle for?

So, Lilian had to hold the coffee in her arms and sit on Courtney's motorcycle trembling.

The rain was heavy, with lightning and thunder, and the sky was gloomy.

It was only noon, but it looked like it was getting dark.

When Courtney's motorcycle stopped in front of a building, Lilian's face changed slightly.

It was Francis' company.