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Cobra's gaze directly. I couldn't help but look away due t

e asked again, repeatin

e stitches are neat. I think this outfit looks good..." Hi

d, his face not looking right

might be my role for the year

re i

red seriously, lackin

pproached the cabinet. Upon opening one, there

in handling his belongings, taking the bla

it on

rained. No use protesting; I received an advance

and smooth. Perhaps, it was well taken

ened his long sleeve while saying that. I nodded. It's p

ecause of the substantial

away. Despite his cold demeanor, I felt slightly tou

attract

letely. I brought the scattered cloth

iry godmother hanging clothes. Luckily, she had already d

l you do

row them away, but I hesitated. She's old, and I shouldn't a

Mr. Stevan'

turning off the tap on the side. "I washed his

e about five times

what I was carrying,

e laundry,

, dear." I shyly

to wash her clo

ow how to

en with my e

e dirt if your

Mercy. So, Cobra's clo

e, puzzled. "Wh

only a few pieces." I took the basket again, she handed

g my side, as if she was watch

er after putting the clothes insi

phi

em like you'r

ably nothing wrong with telling her the truth

prised if Señor

do you

like you; he cap

what Aunt Mercy mean

will come now; maybe he

? I don't know why I suddenly felt happy; maybe

nt later." I nodded to Aunt Mercy; after

almost glared at me. I have no idea what their problem is with

spoke beside me; I finished my work. I was

'm almos

work; you've been doin

ing my brow and raising my eyebrows.

g by here, and yo

hat about you? You're just walking

, and I better enlarged my own. In the e

hink, that I wo

oks like a

nd Mrs. Mercy. It's already three o'clock, and she's preparing snacks in the

help?" she as

aid, handing her a large plastic bag. It cont

art. He just got home an

uld I put this

Stevan is also there, a

ck home? Why wasn't I informed? I th

them; Señorito Steva

e kitchen, unsure where to take it. Mrs

the wa

thinking about what Cobra might be doing. Is he

ould he b

ile, I'm just a maid, remembering the pleasant scent of

leave if he'

elcomed me. It's beautiful, though some leaves have fallen into the wat

g the fish. Perhaps Stuart wants them to be

view. Lucky for them, they can swim. Even though I want to bathe, I'm n

ar voice, the maid with corn silk hair. She

ething?" I raise

s on the stairs; h

ra wants to see me? Is my suspicion

, I'd be serving Se

want, but it's up to him if he desires it." I wal

because I serve Cobra

saw him on the stairs, still in office attire

es, and Aling Mercy

pool area?' he aske

es

y head. 'There are a lot

me,' he said and walked away. I thought he wanted

the leaves. I knocked on Cobra's door twice

ized and offered to prepare his clo

o slow,' he complained. He couldn't find his

and simple pants,' he said and left. I wondered who the

oiding his messy room. He was stil

ing me. I handed it to him as he went into the

d his final position. From where I was sitting

ding the towel and qui

d at his shout; he pointed at the water

t happ

what he said, realizing it was just fish. I

Aling Mercy told me to p

again; he walked around in front o

fish, and refill

t know ho

still had a harsh look as he left, and I was fluster

e's still handsome. But

ut them in the water. Doesn't C

I saw the fish, so I quickly grabbed the net

tch them. Unfortunately, I slipped, and I

hands. I couldn't place my feet

d Cobra several times. All because

ng to breathe. My vision darke