Chapter 90


    On the second day, when Ste woke up, the sun was shining outside the window.


    Yawning, she went downstairs. Faintly, she saw someone sitting in the yard. She didn’t look closer,


    “Good morning, Ms. Anderson.”


    “It’s almost ten o’clock. Morning?”


    Ste was shocked.


    She rubbed her eyes, only to find that it wasn’t Ms. Anderson who was sitting at the stone table.


    Instead, it was rence who was having breakfast.


    Ste was taken aback, “Where is Ms. Anderson?”


    “She’s out.”


    Ste gaped and said, “Why are you here?”


    rence turned around and cast her a nce. He said in a t tone, “Why can’t I be here?”


    That made sense.


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    Anyway, he’s Ms. Anderson’s son. He had proper reasons to be here.


    Ste wondered if the mother and the son had been reconciled.


    Noticing that Ste’s expression kept changing, rence withdrew his gaze, “If you continue getting


    lost here, you can have lunch directly.”


    It wasn’t until now did Ste came back to her senses. She went to the kitchen and got her breakfast.


    After sitting opposite rence, she found that the sleeves on his white shirt were rolled up. The cor


    was open slightly. It seemed that he had stayed here overnight.


    There were another two or three empty rooms in Ms. Anderson’s house, but Ste was surprised that


    he directly stayed here overnight. Didn’t they need to calm down their feelings?


    Staying in the same house and having breakfast at the same table with him again, Ste had an


    indescribable feeling.


    rence put down his spoon, “Can you get full just by staring at me?”


    Ste immediately lowered her head, taking sips of the porridge in her bowel.


    While she was eating, there were a few knocks on the door. Then, Nathan came in with a suitcase in


    his hands, “Mr. Conrad, here are your clothes.”


    Ste was confused.


    She wondered if that meant rence would stay here for a long time.


    rence hummed, “Put it over there.”


    Nathan nodded slightly. After nodding at Ste as greeting, he turned away.


    Ste was choked up directly. After a long while, she stopped coughing, “Mr. Conrad... Don’t you go


    back to City N?”


    “Why so hurry? Do you think the acquisition and building of the hotel resort will bepleted within


    one or two days?”


    Ste shut up.


    She hoped that he could ignore her question.


    For the whole morning, Dolores didn’te back home. rence was working in the yard. Ste


    originally wanted to go back to her room and continue with her design. However, as soon as she


    moved, rence asked her to pour a ss of water for him.


    After several times, Ste was a bit pissed, “Mr. Conrad, I’m not your maid.”


    rence didn’t raise his head at all, “That’s how you thank me, isn’t it?”


    Ste was speechless for a moment. Then she said, “Mr. Conrad, a moment please, I’ll get you water


    right now.”


    It was true that if one took advantage of the other one, he or she couldn’t criticize the other party or


    take care of the other party’s business any longer.


    When it was almost noon, Dolores finally called Ste. After the gatheringst night, Evelyn organized


    a trip for their mid-aged neighbors. They were heading to a few ces of interest for a journey.


    It would take them two days and one night.


    Dolores said, “Ste, you and re can dine out these days. Don’t fight with him.”


    Ste was silent for a long while, “Ms. Anderson, have you resolved the misunderstandings?”


    “More or less. re always talks harshly but he’s soft-hearted. You and he... Forget it. Wait until I go


    back.”


    After hanging up the phone, Ste looked up at the sky. She blinked, and there were no tears in her


    eyes.


    If she were guilty, why wasn’t she pushed by thew? Howe God punished her to stay with


    rence alone for two days and one night?


    She went back to the yard and said in a weak tone, “Mr. Conrad, let’s dine out. Ms. Anderson won’t


    come back until tomorrow afternoon.”


    rence asked, “Can’t you cook?”


    “I’ll vomit when smelling the smoke.”


    rence paused his fingers that were dancing on the keyboard. He snapped theptop, stood up, and


    walked into the kitchen.


    When Ste followed him in, she saw him take out a fish from the bucket, wash it, and grab the kitchen


    knife aside, ready to cut it.


    Ste swallowed and said, “Mr. Conrad, do you know how to deal with a fish?”


    “None of your business. Leave.”


    “Well... I seemed to hear it screaming in pain...”


    rence was unhappy, “This fish isn’t a goblin. Why would it scream?”


    During their three-year marriage, she hadn’t seen rence cook in the kitchen once. Comparing


    dealing with the fish, she’d rather believe that he would be more skilled to kill her.


    rence looked at her expressionlessly.


    Ste agreed in silence, leaving the kitchen immediately.


    Shortly after, she saw waves of ck smoke above the kitchen.


    The neighbors might think they were cooking using the firewood


    After less than half an hour, rence came out of the kitchen with a livid face. A lot of ck stains


    were on his costly white shirt.


    Ste tried hard to bite her lower lip, holding back herughter.


    rence cast her a cold nce, “Sit still. Don’t move.”


    Then he turned around and strode into his room.


    Ste couldn’t help holding back any longer. She burst intoughter.


    After knowing rence for such a long time, this was the first time that she saw him so embarrassed.


    In almost twenty minutes, rence came out again. He had changed his clothes and his hair was half-


    dried. Obviously, he took a shower.


    At the same time, there were a few knocks on the door again.


    Nathan brought them an executive chef from the hotel.


    Ste was speechless.


    Sure enough, money could buy anything.


    That was so inhumane!


    When lunch was ready finally, it was half-past one in the afternoon.


    Fortunately, Ste had ate lunch, so she wasn’t starved at all. While waiting for lunch, she was kind


    of sleepy.


    When she was struggling with sleepiness, rence said in a t tone, “If you are sleepy, go head to


    take a nap. I’ll call you when lunch is ready.”


    Upon hearing it, Ste sobered up directly. With a wry smile, she shook her head, “No, thanks. I’m not


    sleepy now.”


    rence snorted, ignoring her.


    When the lunch was ready, the chef left sensibly.


    After lunch, Ste wanted to do the dishes sensibly. However, when she stood up, rence said,


    “Leave them there. I’ll ask Nathan to do themter.”


    Ste felt ashamed for his suggestion, “It’s such a trifle. Please don’t bother Nathan. I can do it.”


    Seeing that she didn’t appreciate it, rence snorted, “Up to you.”


    Ste curled her lips, walking into the kitchen.


    She would always take a siesta in the afternoon. After doing the dishes, she saw rence on the


    phone, so she didn’t tell him and went back to her room directly.


    When she was doing dishes, her clothes were soaked by the water.


    She took out a pajama gown from the closet, took off her clothes, and was ready to change it.


    Suddenly, the door of her bedroom was open.


    rence said, “Ste...”


    Ste turned around. In embarrassment and anger, she grabbed the pillow on her bed and smashed


    towards him.


    rence closed the door outside.


    Hurriedly, Ste put on the pajama gown and rushed out, “Mr. Conrad, could you please knock at the


    door when getting into another person’s bedroom?”


    rence was leaning against the wall beside her bedroom door. Tilting his head, he looked at her, “I


    never entered another person’s bedroom.”