Love Melodies With My Owner

Chapter 1: Rebirth as a Speaker

When others are reborn, they return to the past or at least find themselves in someone else's body, starting a new and wonderful life.

Why did I have to be reborn as a speaker?

What kind of logic is this?

I couldn't accept it.

On the first day of my rebirth, I cried and lamented my miserable fate.

On the second day of my rebirth, I cried while singing "Little Cabbage," a traditional Chinese folk song...

When I cried intensely, the lights flickered in perfect sync.

On the second day of my rebirth, I cried while singing "Yesterday" by The Beatles...

At the climax of my crying, a sorrowful accompaniment played.

On the third day of my rebirth, I cried while singing "Desperado" by The Eagles...

When I was crying my heart out, the appliances in the villa turned on and off.

The refrigerator was the most cooperative, its door banging loudly.

...

On the twentieth day of my rebirth, I accepted my fate.

It was all because the male owner of this house, Nate, had an even more tragic life.

When he was eight, his mother jumped to her death right in front of him.

It must have left a huge psychological scar.

Less than half a year later, his father brought his mistress and illegitimate son into the Edwards family.

Nate was left alone in the Edwards family, living like an outsider.

He grew up with sheer willpower and took control of the Edwards Group at the age of twenty-six.

All those praises in novels about being young, promising, handsome, and decisive perfectly described him.

Unfortunately, at twenty-eight, just last year, he was in a car accident and was bedridden for over half a year.

After recovering, a blood clot pressed on his nerves, causing deafness, with little hope of recovery.

But what he didn't expect was that while he was bedridden, his father conspired with the board of directors to kick him out of the group, supporting his illegitimate son, Jeffrey, to take over.

Nate was "exiled" to this villa alone.

To make matters worse, his fiancée, Melinda, had been having an affair with his brother, Jeffrey, for a long time, bringing deep shame and dishonor in the original context.

They often sought excitement by being intimate on the living room sofa when Nate wasn't home.

Several times, it disrupted my data streams, forcing me to witness their inappropriate behavior.

They even took advantage of Nate's deafness to flirt and mock him right in front of him, a grave violation of respect and face in Chinese culture.

In comparison, my situation didn't seem as dire.

But considering my endless existence as a speaker, I needed to find something to occupy my time.

So, I tentatively explored the house, my data streams allowing me to extend countless tendrils throughout the place.

In this modern, high-tech society, especially in such a luxurious mansion, everything was state-of-the-art, which made things easier for me.

Moreover, I discovered that the more I explored, the stronger my data streams became, allowing me to do even more.

For instance, I could access data connected to the house.

Or occasionally catch a glimpse of a handsome man bathing...

Of course, that was only if there weren't too many data barriers.

However, the stronger I became, the clearer my perception of my surroundings.

For example, I could sense when Jeffrey and Melinda, those despicable lovers, took advantage of Nate being in his study to get intimate on the living room sofa.

Chapter 2

It had been less than two minutes, and they were more enthusiastic about making noise than actually getting into it.

The exaggerated sounds made me want to puke.

But with outsiders present, I dared not make a sound, fearing they might take me away for experiments.

Even though I was just a speaker and couldn't feel pain, the thought of being taken apart and scattered terrified me.

By the time Nat came down with the documents, the disgusting couple had already tidied up their clothes and were sitting properly.

"This is for you. Given my current situation, it's not convenient for me to negotiate with the bank, so I'm transferring this to you," Nat said.

Jeffrey typed a string of words on his phone, "Bro, thank you for trusting me so much."

But he whispered to Melinda, "This fool, he's being sold and still counting the money for me."

"You're my brother, and she's my fiancée. If I don't trust you two, who else would I trust? Handing this over to you and Melinda puts my mind at ease," Nat replied.

"Bro... I will definitely handle this matter well."

I wished I could tell Nat that they were deceiving him.

But I could only watch helplessly as they left.

I looked at Nat, and even though I didn't have a heart, I felt sorry for him.

"Nat, sigh~ you're so pathetic. They're all lying to you... I can't get into your phone to warn you, and even if I could, you wouldn't believe me."

I muttered to myself.

Nat remained calm, intending to sit on the sofa.

I blurted out, "Don't sit there, they were just... having sex."

Nat paused.

I felt a bit embarrassed saying those words, but then I noticed he really did stop.

Could he hear me?

But the next second, I realized he was just reaching for the tablet on the table.

It made sense. If he could hear, how would he let those two act so brazenly?

He held the tablet, lost in thought, almost tripping over the cleaning robot.

Fortunately, I quickly redirected the robot.

Given my loneliness and boredom, I talked to Nat during the day, making sure all the devices in the villa were working properly.

At night, I sang lively and stirring songs.

Occasionally, I admired the good-looking guy.

Life seemed pretty good.

Except for the occasional disgust caused by the awful couple, the rest of my life was pretty good.

Moreover, I discovered that Nat might not be entirely in the dark.

He seemed to be secretly planning something.

And recently, I found a new hobby.

Role-playing and reading stories downloaded from the housekeeper's phone.

I felt like a naughty speaker.

Tonight, I was reading a scene where the male and female leads were confessing their love.

[In the translucent bathroom, he stood under the shower, water droplets running down his muscular, tanned back.]

[She sat quietly on the bed, her eyes darting away from the condoms on the bedside table, but her eyes still pierced through the thin mist.]

[She swallowed, her cheeks flushed, her body heating up.]

[He peeked out, his lips curved, looking like a deep-sea merman, his voice melodious and captivating.]

["Join me?"]

[She moved as if in a trance, slowly walking in.]

[She was so obedient, biting her lip, watching the foggy mirror.]

[Clothes slowly slipped off.]

[He embraced her from behind, warm kisses landing on her neck.]

[In the mirror, two figures entwined in a passionate embrace.]

[Water splashed on them, but it couldn't drown out their moans.]

[Mmm... Ah~]

[Mmm... Ah~]

A cold voice, seemingly suppressing something, said irritably, "How long are you going to keep making those noises?"

I instinctively retorted, "This is the climax! It can't be over that quickly."

But I quickly realized, wasn't he supposed to be deaf?

How could he hear me?

He could hear me!

"Ahhh..."

Chapter 3

I screamed in shock.

He said gently, "If you keep making noise, do you believe I'll kiss you?"

"......" What kind of cheesy romance novel line is this?

How could he say something so strange in such a gentle tone?

I watched as the man, dressed in a white T-shirt and beige casual pants, sat down against the wall.

He was only an arm's leng