Chapter 8: The First Coming of the Storm
Asher, working earnestly downstairs, looked up at the rattling upstairs, removed the eyes from the bridge of his nose, and raised a hand to squeeze his hardened brow.
What did this woman want in the middle of the night? The project was important, and he didn’t have time to deal with her right now.
Mia flashed a sweet smile and turned on the tap ready to get to work on cooking, after pouring for a while she glanced at the pot of gumbo that was churning and there was still time to make something else while she was at it.
She quietly walked into the dining room and gently set the table, trying not to disturb him by making any noise, it was almost three o’clock, did he have to work? According to his temper, he must not have eaten dinner.
Looking at the black tea bag in her hand Mia held a warm smile and her tense emotions of many days gradually relaxed.
Mia is happily busy in the kitchen, she has always been good at cooking, as she had to do everything herself in the orphanage, especially after she joined the workforce as a journalist, she has developed her cooking skills over time.
Mia, who had everything ready, walked up to Asher and chose the most unmistakable and rusty title, “Asher, eat.”
Asher lifted his head and unconsciously rubbed his stiff neck, his stern eyes sweeping over her stoic face as he gathered the materials on his desk and silently stood up.
Mia smiled as she walked into the dining room with him and served him a bowl full of freshly baked rice, “Eat up, the rice won’t be good if it gets cold.”
He glanced at her sharply, his ink-black eyes darkened a few more points, looking at the simple four dishes and one soup in front of him, but hesitating to place his chopsticks, those eyes just looking at the plate in front of him in that silence.
Mia looked uneasily at the man in front of her who did not say a word, her mood was tense to the point of fear that he would suddenly stand up, that he would frown and say he did not like the food she cooked, that he would not even allow her to do … that for him
If it wasn’t for her, Xiao Qing would have died long ago, in fact, he didn’t have to give so much money at all, just give Xiao Qing the money she needed to cure her illness.
As opposed to the role of a pet, she would prefer to do something with her labor, which would also allow her to alleviate her shame.
Asher picked up his chopsticks, his thick eyebrows furrowed harshly, the meal was indeed tempting and whetted his appetite, he felt himself getting a little hungry really, after all, he hadn’t eaten anything at all during the day …
Staring at the quick, richly colored ribs in the bowl, he ate quietly.
Mia’s nervousness relaxed and she also hurriedly picked up her rice bowl and eagerly took a few bites of rice, an accidental choke made her hastily cover her mouth and cough gently again.
His biting eyes swept over her flushed face as he picked up a bowl from the side and wordlessly served her a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her.
Mia’s eyes widened in surprise and she forgot to cough.
“Drink up!” Seeing her still dazed, he furrowed his thick black brow, his voice still cold.
Mia bit her trembling lip, the corners of her mouth suppressing a sweet smile, while the hand that picked up the bowl shook uncontrollably.
Asher stopped paying attention to her and went on to finish his meal.
To be honest, her cooking was really good, he hadn’t had a meal that tasted like that in a long time.
The atmosphere, unprecedentedly peaceful and serene, Mia’s brow was tinged with soft warmth.
Just when Mia thought this atmosphere would go on, Asher abruptly put down his chopsticks, his grim gaze sweeping over her still downcast face, and suddenly said, “I’m going to get back to work, so don’t you come and disturb me.”
Dropping the words, he quickly got up and headed for the living room.
Mia sat in silence, unable to make sense of the moment.
Could it be that, even if she wanted to alleviate her shame as a pet in this way, he was unwilling to accommodate even this humble change?
However, since that night, Mia felt that the tense atmosphere between them had changed significantly, although his eyes were still cold. However, she felt that there was a warmth under those cold eyes, and she was unaware that a storm was approaching them.
Silence flowed quietly through the small room of the study as Mia sat on the floor, letting the warm sun beat down through the window, her eyes focused on a German book in her hands.
Suddenly, a cell phone ringing broke the silence, frowning as her small head lifted from her book. With just a glance at the name on the screen, Mia quickly picked up the phone.
“Mother Dean, is Haru’s sick?” Mia’s tone was joyful and warm.
When she heard a whimper from the other end, her face gradually sank and a bad feeling rose in her heart.
The phone fell to the ground with a clang after less than a few seconds of listening to the phone in his hand, the words “on hold” still flashing on the screen of the phone that fell to the ground, and the old, anxious voice coming from inside.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.
But Mia, whose body had already stiffened, could not hear the sounds around her, and her incredulous eyes looked surprisingly dull.
The tape recorder in his head kept replaying the Dean’s explosive proclamation like a cassette tape, and his trembling arms couldn’t help but wrap around his shivering body as uncontrollable tears fell like a spring low on the book cover.
She doesn’t believe …
Asher would never do that. He promised himself! He wouldn’t!
Mia froze her face and slowly got up from the ground, she must go and ask Asher why Haru had died without treatment!
Thoughts no longer seemed to be able to think, only grief and anger sustained her along the way.
Mia trembled her lips and ran frantically all the way to the door of the study, ignoring even the fact that she had lost one of her shoes, and just at the moment she was about to push the door in, she was suddenly stopped by the butler.
It seems that things are just as she thought they would be, and that the incident can’t be separated from Asher.
Mia fought a struggle, “Get off me Asher! Get out of there, ask something to ask you!”
Asher, who was in a videoconference in his study, heard an argument outside and finally terminated the meeting, frowning as he walked towards the door.
What is this woman up to again, getting up early in the morning and making a scene?
As soon as the tall, flowing form appeared at the door, Mia made to push the butler away and run to his side, her fingers trembling as she grabbed his arm.
Looking at the trembling fingers on his arm, the incredulous and frozen face in front of him, the tears contained in the bottom of his eyes, Asher couldn’t help but frown.
Like she was asking for proof of something, Mia looked at him in a panic, “Asher, you told me that you wouldn’t lie to me right?”
Hearing these words the bland face was immediately covered with a solemn aura, and the cold pupils of her eyes stared intently at her pale little face, “What are you talking about!”
The obviously perfunctory tone made Mia blush and take an uncontrollable step back on shaky legs, and look at him with fear and disbelief in her eyes.
“How dare you … you lie to me!” Suddenly Mia rushed towards Asher like a madman, pounding his chest with both hands uncontrollably, the butler on the side just wanted to step forward to stop it, but was glared back by a look from Asher.
After letting her pound like crazy and seeing that she wasn’t about to stop, Asher grabbed her wrist, “What are you making a scene here, have I been spoiling you too much all this time?”
It seemed that he still hadn’t taught her obedience and meekness, and she was still a flailing wildcat now.
However, Mia really wanted to go crazy in general, even after being grabbed by one wrist, Mia still attacked him with the other wrist, crying and hissing as she hit, “You lied to me! You didn’t give the orphanage any money at all! You lied to me! From the beginning to the end you lied to me!”
Hearing the three words orphanage, Asher’s eyes instantly turned dark and cold, and he couldn’t help but increase the force in his hands, his morose tone questioning the woman in front of him, “Say, who told you about this.”
Things were beyond even his expectations, Asher’s eyes narrowed slightly and his long legs straddled forward, “How did you know about this?”
Mia endured the sharp pain coming from her wrist and looked at the man in front of her with tears of pain, “How dare you lie to me! You clearly promised me to give the orphanage money! Now Xiao Qing is dead! Are you happy?”
Asher’s thick brows furrowed slightly and his eyes were cold, “So what?”
Mia steepled her gorgeous eyes and hissed hoarsely, “Asher, you lied to me, you cold-blooded monster, that was a living, breathing life …”
“I lied to you?” Thick eyebrows were raised slightly, a cruel smile hung on that cold face, “I did say I would give the orphanage a million, but I didn’t say when, it was your own misunderstanding.”
At these words, Mia stood frozen on the spot, as if she had lost all her strength.
After a long time, a self-deprecating smile surfaced on that pale face.
Yeah, Asher only said to give money to the orphanage without saying exactly when, how could a cold-blooded man like him care about this.
This man was just toying with her from start to finish, and she was the only one who was still foolish enough to let him lead her by the nose and agree to a deal like that, thanks to her being a professional journalist, she didn’t even see such a simple trap.
Mia lifted her tear-stained smiling face and walked with messy steps to Asher’s eyes, her sad smile causing Asher to frown for a moment.
She stood there that woodenly, staring dead at Asher for a long time before suddenly raising her hand with a crisp clang hovering in the hallway of the second floor.
The butler stared wide-eyed at the red, swollen half of Asher’s face and uttered in horror, “Young master!”
Asher let out a deep breath and raised his hand to signal the butler not to come over, a wild storm coalescing in his deep dark eyes as the temperature around him plummeted.
Asher’s face was grim as he took aim at the woman in front of him, his cold voice ringing out slowly, “Don’t you dare hit me.”
This woman has eaten her brains out.
This woman was like a little wildcat all the time, and he hadn’t even weeded out her sharp teeth to let her hit him without knowing the sky!