Chapter 2 I Don't Like You

"Welcome back home." I smiled like a withered rose and bowed to the most powerful woman in the mansion.

"Uh. Is everything okay? Did Brian cause any trouble?"

"No."

I shook my head and took the big and small bags from Mrs. Alina.

If she knew it was me who did it, my apocalypse would come.

I don't know if Brian buttoned his shirt or not.

If he kept showing his chest like that, his mother would definitely ask.

Thank God, when she entered the kitchen, Brian was back in his very neat appearance, leisurely eating breakfast and reading the newspaper on his phone.

His appearance at this time makes me not dare to believe that the person who was rude and joking with me earlier is the one who exudes that noble, calm, and quiet aura.

The fact that he constantly teased me happened when Mrs. Alina was not at home or when I went to his room to clean.

I cannot tell her.

Even if I told her, she wouldn't believe it. Or maybe she would think that I slandered him and fired me.

She herself admitted that he spoke very little.

There were some expensive spices in the bags that Mrs. Alina brought back, so I quickly took them out first and stowed them on the kitchen counter.

Since I became a domestic helper for this family, I have not lacked anything. I have enjoyed a lot of delicious and strange dishes.

"Is everything okay, Mom?" He asked and put the last piece of cake into his mouth.

"Yes, everything is fine. Next weekend, you should arrange for your work and fly to the US to visit your grandfather. He misses you very much."

My eyes sparkled, and my mouth smiled happily when I heard her talk.

I reflexively turned my head to see if Brian nodded or shook his head.

The moment I looked at him, his two bullet-shaped eyes also looked at me.

Did I express exaggerated delight?

Immediately, I closed my mouth, lowered my eyelids, and turned to the wall, continuing my work.

I constantly whisper the mantra: "You just go, stay away from me, and don't think".

"Okay. I will go this weekend."

The answer I've been waiting for the most this year has finally been given by this man.

That's right, that's exactly it. He should go. He can also live there.

If he disappears forever, all the better. I will take care of his mother for him and receive a regular salary every month.

I will blow hard so that the plane carrying him flies fast and far.

"Bella, help me carry these bags upstairs."

"Yes."

I hurriedly picked up the bags and followed Mrs. Alina.

If possible, I don't want to have two weekends because that way I won't have to face Brian.

He is always at home on Saturday and Sunday.

If the bank had urgent business, he would go there on Saturday, but only in the morning.

And Saturday afternoon and half of Sunday is the time for him to make me angry because his mother is rarely at home these two days.

"Here's your gift. A very sexy two-piece nightgown." Mrs. Alina handed the bag to me and winked.

My face heats up. I quickly took it and thanked her.

To be honest, I'm not a girl who is rigid in choosing clothes.

My body is inherently beautiful with almost perfect three-round measurements, so I like sexy nightgowns.

However, because there was a man in this villa who liked to stare at me, I didn't dare to wear them.

I keep hiding them. When night fell and I was back in my room, I took them out and put them on.

"But... are you sick? I feel it's hot, why are you wearing winter clothes?"

"Ah... yes, I went out in the sun and didn't wear a hat, so I caught a fever."

"Then you have to buy medicine to drink. If you are sick, no one will do the housework."

"Yes, now I will go to the market and then I will buy it."

I chuckled and nodded repeatedly.

I know she was just joking. When I was bedridden in the past, she would clean the house and cook for me.

I have the feeling that this spacious villa is my home. Everything would be perfect if this place didn't have that naughty man named Brian.

I don't know when he sat on the hot seat of Hana Corporation, did he tease the staff the same way he teased me?

I held the dress in my hand and excitedly rushed to my room.

However, Brian's tall figure made my legs stop.

He stood in front of my door, leaning his back against the wall, his hands in his pockets.

He looked rather leisurely, not like someone who would bruise his partner in bed at all.

"Gift?" He looked at the bag and asked.

"Yes, your mother bought it for me."

"What is it?"

"Two-piece nightgown."

After saying that, I wanted to slap my mouth.

Why am I so honest?

I felt a chill down my spine as I looked into his eyes.

Brian stepped closer to me, and I stepped back until I was stopped by the wall, I stood still like a statue.

"Bella, I really want to see you wearing it, or... now you wear it for me to see."

His masculine breath on my face gave me goosebumps. It's fragrant, but I'm not used to it at all.

His long, slender fingers slowly lift my chin, keeping our faces facing each other.

Normally, I have to admit that he is very handsome, but when the two of us face each other from a distance too close; he looks like a snail.

All I see are black, glittering eyes with lashes longer than mine.

"Or... let's go to the room and re-enact the scene from last night."

I quickly turn my face to the side, avoiding the kiss that's almost landed on my lips.

It is true that when I woke up in Brian's room; I felt very sorry for him, but his actions and words from just now until now made me extremely angry and uncomfortable.

He seemed very happy and enjoying himself, not as traumatized as I was worried.

"No. Please forget what happened last night. Don't repeat it again. No honor for you or me."

"Who entered my room? Who climbed into my bed? Why did you erase everything so quickly?"

Brian's sentence carried a sense of humor and was not serious.

I can feel this even without looking at him. Up until now, he had never been serious when talking to me alone.

"Brian, I... I'm sorry. I don't know if you believe me or not, but I... I didn't intentionally enter your room. I don't even know how that happened. Could you please treat what happened as an accident and not repeat it?"

After saying a long sentence, my heart skipped a beat.

The silence and heavy atmosphere enveloped us for several minutes.

His breath gradually dispersed, no longer focused on my face.

"It was your first time, right?"

"No, I've had a boyfriend before, so it's not the first time."

"Blood stains on the bedsheet."

"I've got my period."

Because I wanted to prove that I wasn't lying, I looked up and looked directly into his beautiful eyes and articulated.

At this moment, there is nothing in Brian's eyes except my image.

The two of us looked at each other for a long time, then he backed away to make way for me.

"No problem. I had sex with a lot of girls before having sex with you, so I'm not strict about this. Let's get married. I will be responsible for you."

"Don't joke anymore." I quickly spoke up.

"I am not joking. I really want to marry you."

Brian tilted his head and looked at me.

This is the first time I've seen him look serious, but how can I know what he's thinking?

I was teased a lot by him, so even when I heard him say that, I was not surprised and even more did not trust him.

If he was a traditional and decent guy, I would believe him.

However, the number of girls who have dated him can fill a truck, not less.

Even if the radiance of his appearance, position, education, and money made him shine like a god, it was impossible to whiten his past of debauchery.

My wish is to have a family with a man who makes me feel secure about everything, not someone who makes me hug my pillow and lean on the door to wait for him every night.

Mountains and rivers are easy to change, but human nature is difficult to change.

Although I have never felt self-deprecating, I understand that I am not the best jockey to keep this wild horse.

"I don't want to tie my life to someone I don't love because of this. Brian, you are not the role model that I aim for. I don't like you. I have no feelings for you."

I almost held my breath to be able to say these words.

This was the perfect excuse for me to turn down his quick offer.

I saw the corners of his lips curl up slightly, and he smiled faintly. He put his hand in his pocket again.

There seems to be a bit of dissatisfaction and disappointment in his eyes, or because my mood is in turmoil, I see his eyes like that.

"You looked really enjoying it last night, not at all like what you said."

"No, if what you say is true, I will remember. I have no impression at all. Please don't mention it again, and if it's too difficult, I'll quit my job and go to jail."

"Okay, don't mention it again."

His voice was as light as the breeze, and then the sound of his footsteps faded away.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought I would lose my job.

I do not have enough money to compensate if the contract between me and his mother is unilaterally broken by myself.