Chapter14
Yesenia finally realized she couldn’t expect Jayvion to utter any sweet
words.
Watching her mutter under her breath with suppressed anger, Jayvion. felt delighted and gave a rare smile.
“Take me to the study.”
“Okay.”
Now he was treating her like his maid,
An idea struck, and a hint of mischief flashed across her eyes. Yesenia cleared her throat. “Mr. Wyatt, what would you like for dinner?”
“Anything with carbs.” Jayvion glanced at her. “You learned cooking in Bruvania?”
Yesenia answered casually, “Pretty much. I just figure it out on the Пly.”
She sounded breezy enough.
But in fact, when she stayed with the Carson family in her previous life, she tried desperately to get their approval by doing house chores. and getting top grades, naively believing excellence would earn their love and attention.
Yet no matter how hard she worked, they remained indifferent and even treated her as a maid, bossing her around.
When she learned she was not related to the Carson family in blood,
she thought their neglect wasn’t her failure. She had pinned her hope. on the wrong family.
But redirecting her new hope to the Mosley family plunged her into a deeper hell.
At the thought of this, Yesenia gave a self–mocking smile.
Thanks to the Carson family, good came out of the bad in Bruvania..
Yesenia was lost in thought, and Jayvion studied her face from the reflection.
Her face, which used to look proud and bright when arguing with him, now seemed covered in haze. His eyes darkened.
He treated her as a passing amusement, but seeing her so blue and defeated like a wounded creature abandoned by the world, he felt inexplicably irritated.
Realizing his mood was affected by Yesenia, Jayvion pulled a long face.
He said, “Yesenia, go clean up Nemo’s pond.”
“What?”
Yesenia was startled. It took her a while to come back to her senses. She looked into Jayvion’s eyes and got what he meant.
She widened her eyes. “A pond? You call that man–made lake bigger than two soccer fields a pond?”
Didn’t he have any spatial awareness?
Without glancing at her, Jayvion rolled the wheelchair out of the
elevator.
“You want to be my maid. Get lost if you don’t want to do that.”
“You!”
Yesenia flipped off his wheelchair. “I always keep my word!”
What was wrong with him? One second he was normal, the next he was a total psycho, flipping moods faster than pages in a book.
Yesenia spent the entire afternoon zooming around the pond.
She could do nothing about Jayvion, but she could bully his crocodile.
Golden sunlight blessed the afternoon, but for Nemo, it was a pure nightmare.
Nemo dragged its huge body into the thickets it hadn’t touched in years, quivering with fright while its tormentor was around.
Meanwhile, the one who started all this sipped coffee during his international conference and looked at the relentless woman in the surveillance feeds, feeling delighted.
Yesenia’s resentment lasted until dinner time.
She wheeled the meal cart up to Jayvion.
“Mr. Wyatt, your dinner.”
Jayvion glanced at the meal, four homemade dishes and a broth.
He nodded. “You’ve worked hard.”
Yesenia chuckled. “Not hard work, just hard luck.”
The nearby servants stifled giggles.
Even Rohan covered his mouth to suppress a chuckle.
Since Jayvion returned after the accident, the manor had never known. laughter. It was gray and lifeless like a hollow castle, grand yet icy.
After Yesenia came, everything changed.
Jayvion now could lose his temper, laugh, and play practical jokes. He had come back to life.
Rohan wiped his moistened eyes, feeling touched. Suddenly, someone tugged his sleeve urgently. He turned to find a panicked servant gesturing frantically.
Baffled, Rohan followed the pointing fingers. He was instantly
shocked.
Jayvion forked up something white and put it into his mouth, chewing a few times before swallowing it.
He frowned.
The smell was nice, and the food was both chewy and crispy, but there was a strange hidden smell that was hard to explain.
Jayvion pointed to the dish and asked Yesenia, “What’s this?”
Yesenia blinked and didn’t answer his question directly. “Mr. Wyatt, do you like it?”
“It’s nice, but it has a strange smell.”
As he spoke, he tasted another piece. Rohan and the others opened. their mouth, but none of them dared to say a word.
Yesenia nodded with a smile as he ate it. “A strange smell? It’s pig intestines. They hold waste. Maybe I didn’t clean them well…”
Jayvion instantly turned pale.
Before he flew into a rage, Yesenia turned around and ran away.
Rohan and the others went up to Jayvion. “Mr. Wyatt, please have the soup. Don’t be angry. Don’t be angry…”
Yesenia looked back and shouted while running, “You didn’t say you hate organs! A kind reminder. There’re also pig intestines in the soup.”
Jayvion had taken a sip of the soup. His handsome face contorted with fury and his roar shook the manor, “Yesenia!”
Early in the moming, Yesenia sneaked out of Erton Valley before. Jayvion woke up.
When she got up, she heard the maids gossiping about Jayvion’s tantrum last night. He spent nearly half an hour brushing his teeth.
Yesenia shivered with fright.
Honestly, she hadn’t expected Jayvion to be such a fussy eater. Thankfully, he didn’t come after her last night.
Perhaps he feared he would think of the pig intestines and what filled. them at the sight of her?
Her phone buzzed with a text. Yesenia shook her head and read it.
Ramiro, “Boss, it’s ready.”
Yesenia: “I’ll be right there.”
She looked out of the window and narrowed her eyes.
Shortly after she left. Jayvion’s internal clock woke him up precisely at
7 am.
Opening his eyes, he subconsciously scanned the room.
“Good morning. Mr. Wyatt.”
Emanuel knocked on the door and entered the room. Noticing Jayvion look at him strangely, he thought for a while and ventured tentatively,
Ms. Mosley went out in the morning.”
ion frowned and said irritably, “I already said her stuff isn’t my business.”
He propped himself up with evident irritation. “Does she think Wyatt’s manor is a place she can come and go as she wishes?”
Emanuel lowered his head. After a while, Jayvion asked in a hoarse voice, “Where did she go?”
“Well, Ms. Mosley asked the butler for half a day off, saying she had something to do.”
Without saying a word, Jayvion quietly glanced at Emanuel.
Emanuel asked tentatively, “Shall I look for her?”
Jayvion didn’t object, and Emanuel knew he guessed it right, hurrying
out.
Emanuel was confused. Did Jayvion want to see Yesenia or not?
He thought Jayvion had become more unfathomable lately.
***
Twin Edifices stood in the center of Kraitburgh’s new business district,
their icy luxury shining brightly in the metal city.
